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NeverNorm

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Andy could see Falvie slowly backing away from him, only adding more to his indescribable terror. Frozen in total shock, he so desperately wanted to run. His entire body was frozen, he could feel his fingers and limbs growing colder, number by the second. Escape seemed very unlikely, especially with Michael's painful grip on his right shoulder.

Michael on the otherhand seemed rather surprised. First mind reader he'd ever met, hearing her nichè words in his head. He couldn't decide whether to laugh or grimmace at the thought of letting go of something he'd been looking for ages. "As much as I'd love to hurt you, I need the little boy even more. So lets agree on this...you can f*** off! and I take the little rascal with me!" Michael pressing his torso weight on Andy, weighing down on him. Jutting out the knife and pointing it at Falvie. Tightening his grip on Andy's shoulder as he wraps several of his other arms around the little boy. Lifting him with ease, still pointing the knife at Falvie.

Andy began to cry furiously, tears cascading down his face as Michaels weight crushes him and his nails pierce his skin. He felt so hopeless that he fails to notice michael's three arms lifting him up from the waist, belly and chest.

NeverNorm

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For a moment Andy felt comfort knowing this creature was with him. After every living thing he had bumped into during his little panic attack, only Falvie didn't give off an air of hostility. For a moment Andy felt respite, though that respite seemed short lived. Andy could feel it, the presence of the other one so close. Worst of all, it was right behind him. Looming over, casting its sickly shadow over him and Falvie.

"...well, what have we here?....." whispered the beast in a dark and raspy tone. Its voice riddled with malice and ill intent. Hunched over and breathing down Andy's neck, it notices Falvie from behind Andy. It grabs his shoulder with one of its six arms. One of the arms concealing a knife, but slightly revealing it to Falvie as if to taunt her. To do something, anything that would propt it to do harm.

Andy could only wine at the cold breath down his spine, and the piercing nails jabbing at his right shoulder. The twighlight of the alley, reveals the beast's form and identity.

Mecha crossover tournament

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((I don't mind, as far as Im concerned its not my decision))

Mecha crossover tournament

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((Mkay))

Mecha crossover tournament

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((Who's next?))