Uzi hates the fear in her mechanical gut when the Darkwalker comes. It's almost as unbearable as the aurora that regularly deigned to deliver painful ripples through her mind. Some part of her, deep down, had hoped it wouldn't come back. That the Aurora wouldn't either. Yet, here they are.
Time to see what the damage was.
Leaving the quiet, cold existence she had made in the Milton gas station, she ventured into town, a sharpened tree branch affixed to her back for easy access. Would it help her against the Darkwalker? Probably not. God, she missed her powers.
Uzi shakes her head, feeling her tiny body shiver against a cold she couldn't feel. Right now, being alone was almost uncomfortable. She was about ready to admit that.
"Please, don't let me be the final girl," she starts before the quiet is compounded by footfalls in the snow. She turns quickly, blinking wide as she finds a face. "Oh crap. So, that Darkwalker thing left some people this time, too."
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Time to see what the damage was.
Leaving the quiet, cold existence she had made in the Milton gas station, she ventured into town, a sharpened tree branch affixed to her back for easy access. Would it help her against the Darkwalker? Probably not. God, she missed her powers.
Uzi shakes her head, feeling her tiny body shiver against a cold she couldn't feel. Right now, being alone was almost uncomfortable. She was about ready to admit that.
"Please, don't let me be the final girl," she starts before the quiet is compounded by footfalls in the snow. She turns quickly, blinking wide as she finds a face. "Oh crap. So, that Darkwalker thing left some people this time, too."