Beat Part 2

When I regained consciousness the first thing that I noticed was the horrible headache I had, but the second was the bodies of the two hippies that captured me.  I wasn't alone wherever I was but I couldn't see my mysterious protector or captor anywhere.  I tried to move but found that I was bound to the seat I was in.

W:  Where are you?  I know you're here still.

?:  Indeed I am.

Knife walked out from behind me carrying her knife, of course.

K:  And you're welcome.  For saving you.

W:  Fuck you.

K:  You sound like your old self.

W:  Shut up and kill me already.

K:  What did I tell you before, Warrior?

When I didn't answer she came closer and put her knife to my throat. 

K:  I said that I wouldn't kill you then or ever, that I knew you would come back to us.  You proved that during your attack against the Unnamed Child when you started to scream in pain at the master's presence.  We both know what was really happening, he was reverse what Door did to you.  *whispers* Returning your memories.  *She took the knife away from my throat.*  I just came by because I couldn't let these guys try and take you further from the true path.  And don't worry I'll still be around to make sure you your memories return, and join you one your crusade against the heathens.

With that she cut be free and left me alone in some room in who knew where.  I'm long gone now of course and I'm slowly healing from the beating they gave me, but I've had much worse recently so this is nothing.  Nothing to do now I guess but to keep moving.

I'm afraid to be honest.

Beat

It's been hard for me ever since I left Virgil and Trish after the whole incident with the Unnamed Child.  Not just because I'm on my own again, but because of the fucked up shit that happened during the whole event.  Worst was what I did to Trish's mother.  I didn't have much of a choice when I killed her, but still that look Trish gave me despite the fact that I think she knew what would have happened otherwise.  Fuck, fuck, fuck.  Of course it got worse from there.

A couple of hippies found me while I was walking on the sidewalk traveling nowhere in particular.  When they first found me I thought they were just a group of annoying pricks, but I was not that lucky.

H1:  Hey buddy.

W:  Leave me be.

H2:  We just want to talk Pal.

W:  Go away damn it.

H1:  Bad day?

W:  More like bad past 2 years, so I really don't want to be bothered.

H3:  We all have bad days, but you shouldn't take it out on others.  Got it comrade?

W:  Fine you've got a point.  What did you want to talk about?

At this point it clicked that something was wrong.  I calmed down way too quick for a bunch of strangers that there was no way in Hell I trusted.  This trick wouldn't work on me again.  I started to unsheathe my umbrella sword ready for their attack.

W:  You motherfuckers are hippies aren't you?

H2:  That's what you call us, yes.

W:  Bastards  What do you want?

H1:  You to join our ranks.

W:  Not.  Fucking.  Happening.

H2:  You will join with the Fellowship.

H1:  It's for your own good.

H3:  Even if we must force you to comrade.  Because we care.

W:  Never.

The second hippie came forward to attack me but with a quick draw of my sword he was left on the ground where he bled to death.  The third hippie went around and punched me hard before I could do anything.  I was knocked into the wall of a building and hit my head pretty hard making everything fuzzy.  Behind him I saw a crowd that the first hippie was talking to and convincing them to ignore the situation with their friendship aura thingy.  I knew it was strong, but to convince people to ignore a death on the street in front of goddamn dozens!  Anyway I got back up to fight, but over the weeks I had taken too many injures and with the new concussion they all made me to slow to react to his attacks.  A few more punches and everything went black for me.

Belated Post: Solstice

I know it's late, there is a good reason which Virgil said he'll get to, but I thought I should put up what happened to me when I was separated from Virgil and Trish on the Solstice.   So like Virgil stated the three of us were running through the backyards in order to get away from Stagnation, but then he just appeared in front of us and I had to turn quickly in order to avoid hitting Stagnation.  I had to jump the fence to the right of me and then kept running until I reached the main part of town.  I realized that I hadn't seen Stagnation following me and paused to take a breather and to think clearly.  I remembered that we once mentioned if we should get separated for one reason or another we would meet up towards the middle of the city.  I looked around to get a sense of where I was and which way to the center, and when I was finally sure of the way I started to run down the sidewalk.  Suddenly I was tackled by some random fucker into an alleyway.

W:  The hell was that for, jerk!

I looked up at the gut that had tackled me and though I never seen the guy guy before there was something that I did recognize his smile and that look in his eyes.  It was the same look and smile that Hippie always had.

W:  No, no!  You're dead I saw Spectator kill you!
H2:  I'm not the person you knew before, but he was a great friend of mine as are you.
W:  Don't give me that crap.
H2:  It's true.
W:  Look I have some real friends I need to check up on, so if you don't mind just go the fuck off.
H2:  Sorry, but I have someone that I want you to meet.  My best friend.

Then it happened, he started to glow are the air around him started to stir around fiercely and light gathered above him in the shape of a spiral.  Then this light started to grow and surround him engulfing him.  Then the light took on new shapes, the shapes of people.  Then there were more and more until it looked like there was a giant person formed from the souls of many people.  This person was neither male or female and constantly shifted color from every shade of the rainbow.  Then two more grew out of the first and they formed a trio with each holding anothers' hand in a triangle.

W:  What... what are you? 
 F:  I am Fellowship, the advent of bonds and the ultimate result of of the connection between the hearts of mankind.
W:  What do you want with me?
F:  For you to join the fellowship and receive the bliss that you are rejecting.

I didn't know what to say but I did know that staying would be a terrible idea so I ran.  And that is where Virgil's post covers the rest of it.  I must say I was shocked to see the condition that Kyle was in.

Lastly, Trish I'm now that you're probably really angry with me over what I did, but it had to be done you know that.  I am sorry it did turn out that way.

What a Day

I know I don't usually do titles like that, but it's been one hell of a day.  It started when I was visiting the Oathbreakers' hospital to check on the results on Hippie, and when I got there is was all normal enough.  The Oathbreakers were still preforming their experiments and still not giving me any useful information.  Except for one thing, those infected by Hippie's field can be a lot more subtle than any of us thought.  It turns out there were actually five doctors that had been "friendified" as one of the Oathbreakers put it.  What happened next was the friendified Oathbreakers all attacked the normal ones in order friendify them as well.  They all described being friendified as a gift, but naturally the rest of us didn't agree with the idea.  Long story short it eventually came down me and Hippie.

H:  Warrior I know in your own way you were trying to help me, but you were going about it the wrong way.  Now I'm going to help you, friend.
W:  Like hell you will. 

Then as we were getting ready to fight a guest appeared.

Spectator:  Oh hey there you are.  Hey War didn't I tell you you had somewhere to go?  This *he gestured* is not what I meant.
W:  Oh I'm sorry I didn't follow your really vague hint to go somewhere when I have business to attend too.
H:  Um, excuse me friend but we were in the middle of something.
S:  Not important.  Hold on did you call me "Friend?"
H:  Of course.
S:  Hm,.  *looks over Hippie*  Oh I see you're of of his.  Hey how you doing!?  I didn't know you were active too.  Tell me is the other guy up too?...  Oh I see no answer.  Well I'm sorry about this, but I'm in a hurry so.. *appears right behind Hippie and twists his neck* bye-bye.  Anyway where were we War?
W:  You were complaining that I didn't follow your really vague clues.
S:  Well I thought it was obvious, but if you need a hint how is this?  *Spectator gave he a push and the next thing I know I'm stumbling in front of someone else's door knee deep in snow.*  How's that?

I knocked on the door like I suppose I was supposed to do.  A middle aged man opened up the door as surprised to see me as I was to see him. 

M:  Uh, can I help you?
W:  Sorry but I was told that I was suppose to be here and so yeah.  Sorry if I'm bothering you. 
Girl in the background:  Who is it dad?  Oh god you're not a proxy are you!?  *she yelled once she saw me.*
W:  No, not anymore.
GiB:  Anymore?

Then came the biggest surprise of all.

V:  Fred?
W:  Virgil?

Yeah Spectator brought me to see Trish and Virgil who are both staying with her dad it seems.  We both filled each other in on what's been going on to us which I will summarize because the full talk would take too long to type.  Virgil told me that after he checked on Trish's family he noticed that Trish's dad moved into a friend's house.  According to him the friend is visiting family over the next month or two and he asked if he could stay there will house sitting because he and his wife have been fighting.   Why have they been fighting?  It seems the mother took in a poor little girl that was homeless a month ago and is really overprotective about her.  To the point Trish's mother threatened the dad if he tried to spend time with her.  Oh and this girl doesn't talk.  Virgil and Trish already told the dad about the Unnamed Child and it seems like they are planning on a way to get rid of the child.  I guess I'm suppose to help. 

Results: Hippie

• Hippie's friend field seems to only be active when he is conscious.
• When he is unconscious he isn't necessarily defenseless as the above would imply.  Sometimes the field will randomly spike and generate stronger effect than when Hippie is awake.  The Oathbreakers seem to think this has something to do with the nature of his dreams, but they have no way to prove it.
• While they haven't found a reason for the field they did report that Hippie has an unusually high amount of Dopamine in him which they tell me is a natural pleasure/reward thing in the brain.  They also tell me that barring schizophrenia he has none of the disorders he should have.
• Lastly it seems that Hippie has a slightly better healing rate than normal though nothing huge.  The Oathbreakers tell me you wouldn't even notice if you weren't looking for it.

That's all they've told me so far.  It seems that Hippie is a hard case to crack.

Short Report

This post will mostly be a quick update on what I did with Hippie.  I gave him to a team that would be willing to do some less than ethical things to try and figure out what is up with Hippie.  Oathbreakers.  Not the smartest move but I didn't know anyone else, they were close by, they don't really have something personal with me, and when I asked if they could could see if it was biological they were thrilled at the possibility of weaponizing it.  "Imagine being able to neutralize others just by being in a close vicinity to them.  Or using sleepers to make an whole groups willing to just line up to be test subjects," one said to me and other typical evil doctor sayings.  Before you ask no I don't trust them but for now they are too useful.  They told me they'll have some results tomorrow, so I'll post the details then.

Report: Hippie

So that hippie tied up downstairs he's a real case alright.  For the past few days I've been trying to figure out who the hell he is through various means including some less ethical ones.  There are still too many unknown factors, but I did find two things that are interesting to note.

1. This guy is constantly thanking me for hurting him.  Whenever I start mistreating him in anyway whether it's verbal or physical he thanks me.  When I asked him why he said it was because, "You're my friend and I know everything you do is done to help me.  As my friend."  From what I understand this guy isn't even a masochistic, because he doesn't look like like be likes it, but he just puts up with it.
2. The fucker has some sort of field or aura that makes you like him.  A Friend Field would probably be fitting title considering he calls everyone a friend.  I believe that he has something like this for two reasons.  The first is the way I start to develop pity for Hippie, which I should after being a proxy.  Even if it was less than a year pity for the victim is the first thing they rid you of.  To put this to the test I capture a rapid alley dog and put it in the basement with Hippie.  At first the dog was biting into Hippie's arm, but within minutes it was licking his hand and nudging against it.  When I removed the dog from Hippie he degraded back to its usual self within minutes.

The fact that this field could maybe exist suggest a more supernatural part to this guy.  I can tell I'm in over my head with this, so I've contacted some people that might be interested in studying him.

Report: My New "Friend"

Like I told pHIL I've been doing fine recently it's just been slow.  Until earlier today when that one guy showed up again.  You know the one who seems to follow me around and that the Cold Boy "doesn't like," well he showed up again and this time it didn't end with him walking away like it did before.  Also I have dubbed this man "Hippie" since he refuses to give me his name and I don't want to refer to him as, "my friend" or "the other man."

H: How are you doing friend?

W:  You?  What are you doing here and how the fuck did you find me?

H:  I came to see how you are doing of course.

W:  You didn't answer the second question.

H:  Oh.  Well I just know.  You know?

W:  No.  Go away I don't want any of this weird shit right now.  I've had a nice vacation lately and I would to stay on vacation longer.

H:  But I don't want to cause you any trouble, I just want to help you.

W:  Why?  Why?  Why?  Why?  Why?  Fucking why? 

H:  You know the reason .

W:  Stop with the whole "you're my friend" bullshit.  I don't know you and you clearly don't know me.

H:  *Paused for a moment and just stared at me*  You're hurt and not just physically, but mentally.  You are guilt ridden after what you did to everyone you knew and you push others away so that you don't have to worry about hurting someone close to you.  But look at you.  You are miserable and you hate life without your friends.  I'm just trying to help you.

W:  Help me?

H:  Yes.  Won't you let me?

W:  ...sure.  Why not?

H:  Good, a life without friends isn't a real life.

W:  Now what?

H:  It's simple, now you just be my friend.

I said yes and walked away, but as I got farther something felt off.  The more I thought about it the more suspicious it got.  I never would have said yes when I don't know anything about that stalker.  And that speech I mean I'm sure when you read it you were groan about how cheesy it is.  I turned around and yell at him.

W:  Hey can I ask you a question?

H:  Of course friend.

I ran up to him really quick then punched him, knocking him out.

W:  Who the fuck are you?

Now I have a man tied up downstairs in the abandoned building I've been spending the last week in.  I'll report on what I find out from him when I do. 

Report: A Surprise Meeting

I'm leaving this town.  I've had more time to think while recovering, and I realized I can't wipe out fear influence in a place for long.  All that is left is a void that will be filled by different servants sooner or later.  I'm going back to hunting done the morally worst of the worst proxy that I worked with.  And I'll add Knife to that list too.

Before I left there was one place I wanted to visit first, the church.  For some reason the church gave me a sense of peace.  I stood before the chancel and just relaxed.  It was refreshing.  Then I heard applause from up above.  I turned around and saw a man wearing a blue dress shirt, gray dress pants, and a silver striped tie with abnormal white hair sitting on one of the empty pews on the second floor.

?:  Good show, good show!

W: What show are you talking about?  Who are you?  What are you doing here?

?:  That's a lot of questions, and I'm here to watch your fight with the Macey, duh.

W:  How did you know about that?

?:  I just saw it.

W:  That was almost a week ago.

?:  It was?  Oh, I'm not good at your mortal time; weeks, hours, eons it all blends together for me.
Timey-wimey I think is the word he used.

W:  You still haven't told me who you are.

?:  You haven't figured it out?  I thought it would be obvious myself.  Come on War think hard about it.

W:  You're not Virgil's new friend are you?

S:  There it is.

W:  So why are you here 

S:  Didn't I tell I was watching the fight?

W:  You missed it.

S:  Normally I don't miss on Earth, but the one time I step out into another dimension and now I'm catching up.  Still trying to find that Pseudo.

W:  Okay why are you still here.

S:  Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, time works weird as shit for me.  To me I've only been here a minute or two.

W:  You have only been here a minute or two.

S:  No. no since your fight ended.

W:  Uh... I'm just going to leave now.  

S:  You are such a party pooper.  <Disappeared for a moment then popped up right beside me>  You know you have to be stop sulking so much you bore everybody.  Even the people hunting you.

W:  Why do I care if proxies hunting me are bored?

S:  Because you want to die and you're all emo and shit and you don't really deserve to die.  Yadayadayada.  By the way need to thank you for making Virgil more interesting.  So thank you.

W:  You sicken me.  Thanking me for what happened to Virgil.

S:  Eh, do I care if I sicken you.  All I care about is entertainment.

W:  You bastard.

S:  I never really did know my father.

I started to walk out when Spectator called to me.

S:  By the way did I ever tell you I hate kids.  Especially those really bratty ones that want something but never tell what they want.  Just just a hint to go on.  <Then he appeared outside the church doors>  You know it's rude walking out on someone trying to hold a conversation, right?

W:  And you know it's rude to thank someone for torturing their friend.

S:  Eh, I technically I thanked you for the entertainment.

W:  Because there is such a difference.

S:  Hey what can I say I'm a sadistic bastard.

And then he finally left me alone.   So like I said I'm going to be moving on.  Where?  I don't know honestly.

Assault: Timberwolf

I just realized I never mentioned his name, Paul.  Simple.  Aren't Timberwolves suppose to travel in packs/gangs because based on my recon of him Paul seemed like a lone wolf(pun intended).  The plan was simple; I go attend church, after church is finished I ask him some questions privately, send him to his god quickly, and then get the hell out of there.  His preaching wasn't bad and the other people seemed really into it, but I couldn't help but notice the emphasize put on angels in his speech.  When it was over and everyone was getting up to leave I asked Paul if I could ask a few questions privately about the church.  He said sure just to wait until he said goodbye to some of the other church goes.  I waited until everyone had left and he came over to me.

P:  You said you wanted you ask me some question, correct?  Oh I'm sorry I never introduced myself.  I'm Paul. <reached out his hand>

F:  Oh sorry I'm Fred <shook his hand>

P:  Nice to meet you.  So those questions?

F:  It's just that I'm new here and I've been trying to find a church.

P:  I'm glad to hear that you've decided to try our little church.

F:  Me too. 

This is the part where I pulled out my sword, uncovered it, and stabbed Paul with it.  Except he caught me and punched me before I could make contact.   

P:  You're that do-gooder from around town aren't you?

F:  I'm just protecting them from you and your freak masters.

P:  I'm just trying to get people to recognize the one true god.  To embrace the Archangel.  <yes he smirked when he said that>

He tackled me knocking me aside, then ran to pull out a mace from his hiding place.  He pulled his arm back and brought it down upon me but I rolled off to the side and picked up my sword.

F:  You aren't trying to turn them to the true faith just send them to a monster.

I stabbed at him and when he moved to the side I hit him with the hilt staggering him a bit.  I went in for the kill when his mace hit me hard in the sides.  I was on the ground trying to breath and holding my newly broken ribs.

P:  I am easing them into worshiping the Archangel, the afterlife manifested, and you say that is not the true faith.  Would you deny this miserable people Bliss?  Well guess what I've already recruited new believes so you are too late, hero boy. 

F:  How many actually reach Bliss you bastard?

P:  I can't tell you that but I can tell you this.  You won't.

I was about to die.  In a few seconds that mace would come done and cave my skull in killing me.  Who would I go to in death, the Archangel or the Dark One I wondered.  But, I decided I wasn't going to die without killing Paul first.  I ignored the pain I was feeling from the mace and the pain I was about to feel and jumped at Paul with all my weight and knocked him against the ground.   Despite my dizziness I headbutted Paul bouncing his head off the ground, and picked up his mace.  Then I brought it down onto his face.  And it was over.

K:  Nice job, Warrior.

I turned to see Knife sitting in one of the empty pews.

K:  Though I must say murder in a church seems a little sacrilegious even to me.

W:  Been a while Knife.  <I said between heavy pants.>

K:  Last I saw you we set your town free.

W:  If you're here to kill me do it already.  I don't need the speeches about being a heretic and a traitor.  Just kill me I can't defend myself.

K:  What?  I don't intend to kill you now or anytime in the future.  <She got got and walked towards me then bent and told me,>  I'm with Runner on this one.  I think that you'll realize the error of your ways and will join back up with God again.  We chosen have crises of faith often, but what matters is that we come back.  I know that deep down you are a true believer and I'm just here so that we can set you back on the right path.

With that she got up and walked out will I screamed at her the entire time.  After a while of laying there I struggled to get on my feet feeling like complete shit.

Report: Recon

When I got back into town I started to do some recon on the Timberwolf as soon as I made it in.  Nothing noteworthy about his schedule he does to his church, his home, and a store every now and then, but as I was watching him head into the church today I heard a scream.  I rushed to see what it was and when I arrived I saw a young man probably 17-18 yelling at a little boy whose footsteps froze the ground with every damn step he took.

M:  G-go away!  Leave me be!

CB: Come to the window,
       My baby, with me,
 
M:  GO! 

CB:  And look at the stars
        That shine on the sea!
        There are two little stars
 
I ran at the the cold boy with my sword and knocked him on to the ground while leaving a few cracks on him.

W:  Run now!  It won't last long.  <The man ran off as fast as he could.>

CB:  No, I just wanted him to be my friend. <he said sounding disappointed>

At this point I hear footsteps behind me and assume that the young man came back for some stupid reason.

W:  Didn't I tell you to run?

OtherM:  No, I don't believe you did friend. 

It was the man from the other day that I bumped into after talking to Runner.  What in the world was he doing here.

W:  Quick get the hell out of here you don't know what this fucker will do to you.

CB:  That's mean.  <The Cold Boy turned to face the other man> Will you be my friend?

OM:  Of course I will I'm every bodies friend!

Cold Boy:  <At first he looked happy but then something changed, he scowled at the man>  I don't like you.  <he said this with so much hate it surprised me, and then... he was gone>

W:  Who are you? 

OM:  I'm your friend.

And with that he walked away and I was left alone.  One question, why do I have a have a bad feeling with this. 

Delay

Earlier this week I got an email asking me to meet someone a few cities over, and I agreed to leave the town for a bit.  So I was standing in an alley behind a store waiting when he arrived.

W:  Runner why did you make me come out here to talk to me?

R:  I had to meet with someone else and this worked better for all of us.

W:  That's what I meant.  What if Virgil sees me?

R:  I'll be frank, Warrior.  You need to stop being feeling so damn guilty all the time.  Virgil doesn't blame you and I am sure that he'll be trilled to see you again.

W:  That's not the reason you asked me to come here though.

R:  <sighs>  You've been assigned a proxy.

W:  Why now and who is it?

R:  The higher-ups figured that you would get yourself killed considering your targets, but as you're not dead they they decided that they would send someone to kill you.  To be specific Knife.

W:  Fuck my luck.  Hey what did you want to talk to Virgil about anyway?

R:  Unfortunately the exact same thing

W:  Geez.  Who'd he get?

R:  <Retracted>

W:  <Laugh>  Wow, they'll get along.

R:  That's what I told him.

W:  Runner thanks for the info, but if that's all I need to get back to work.

R:  No there was one more thing I needed to talk to you about Warrior.  <Runner walker up to me and slapped me across the face>

W:  The Hell was that for!?

R:  Move on already.  Kyle and Virgil both forgave you now you need to forgive yourself.

W:  Runner you-

R:  I know why you really keep fighting and it's not just to make up for your time under the Slender Man.  I've read the descriptions of your fight and heard some first hand accounts of how reckless you are in those fights.  You are just hoping that you die in a blaze of glory trying to save people.  Fortune favors the foolish indeed.  You don't need to die.

W:  <I just looked at the ground and stayed silent.>

R:  I'm sorry.  That was uncalled for.

W:  No, it was fine Runner.  Look I really do appreciate the info, but I need to go.

R:  Of course.  Good-bye.

W:  See ya.

I started to walk away but around the corner I bumped into someone by mistake.

W:  Sorry didn't see you there.

?:  Don't worry friend that was my mistake.  That looked like quite the fight back there.

W:  <I was suspicious at this>  Oh you saw that?

?:  Yeah a little.  It looks like that guy really does care about you.  Must be a really good friend.

W:  Yeah... yeah I guess he is.

?:  Well it was great talking to you friend, but I need to go.  Have a great day.

And with that he left waving.  I have to admit I liked that guy for some reason and his smile didn't hurt either he was so damn happy.  I'm headed back to take on Archangel's servants currently and except to be back within two days.   

Update on the Town's Situation

Well it looks like the proxy division won't last must longer with the amount of infighting going on.  That's really good news.  That said the Archangel has gotten quite the following around town thanks to his Timberwolf(as pHIL corrected me), and it doesn't seem like he'll lose them anytime soon thanks to the murders and disappearances happening around the town lately.  There is also talk around town is that a "poor, freezing(and creepy) little boy has been showing up around town asking for help" which I'll be honest frightens me that so many people know about him.  How many people must have seen him I mean if there is gossip of him. 

Like I said last post I'm staying and going to try and decrease the amount of Fear related activity in the town starting with the Timberwolf.  I've never dealt with Timberwolves before, so does anybody have any advice before I do something stupider than usual?

Killed Him

No big summary for this one I'm not really in the mood.  The new proxy leader is dead and a few subordinates with him.  I'm still alive, but I did take a lot of injuries in that confrontation.  That's the story.  I'm staying in this town a bit longer that way if I fucked up again I can keep fixing it until it fine.  

Aftermath/It's been a bad day.

I stayed in town an extra few days in order to rest and to see if Richard's death made a difference for those runners.  Things went straight to Hell.  Did they start fighting over who should be in control like I hoped?  Yeah, but some of them realizing they could do whatever they wanted and went on a group mass murdering spree around town.  Damnit!  I was trying to fucking help people not this!  But it gets worse.  Apostles or whatever Archangel's servants are called are taking advantage of the infighting and moving in, while they are using the families' sadness to get them to "embrace the Archangel."  Plus, I've heard from Runner that on the opposite end of the spectrum the murders are also causing more people to become loners and there are more Cold Boy sighting around town too.  Lastly I've noticed that the new top proxy wears a lot of red so I think there could be a redlit in charge!  Redlight being in control of anything is bad news so I'm debating offing him too, but after what happened last time is that a good idea?  With my luck Kelevra and his worshipers will join in the destruction if I kill him.  I'm so fucking confused!  and so tired.

And I saw Him.  It was only a few seconds but that was enough to bring back little memories.  Fuck you Runner wanting them for you moral experiment.  Sorry I don't mean that just frustrated and need to get it all out I guess.  It was a small memory but it... it was more of a feeling.  It was that feeling of salvation I use to have for those I murdered in the Dark One's name.  Ugh!  It feels so blissful but it is wrong I know it!  I know! It has to be.  I'm not that murderer.  I'm not

Assault: Richard

     Today I got lucky when I learned that this town's local proxy group was planning a massacre of a local runner safehouse.  It's a nice little place that Runners can get shelter in for a few days, have warm meals, and discuss tips to survive being hunted by all the Fears and their servants.  The reason I was so lucky is the Proxies here are all nuts like Virgil nuts. Ok more like if he saw everyone in the world as proxies nuts.  From the information that I gathered if I took out the boss Richard there was a good chance the proxies would fall apart infighting.  No pHIL not all of us them are crazy but the ones that are get the attention.  So it was decided that I would have to kill Richard.

     Getting to Richard wasn't really that difficult all I had to do was dress up in a ratty black hoodie with blood stains while mumbling about knives and boom I'm in their warehouse base.  None of the others noticed a new guy coming in because they get sent here all the time as punishment and this local base loses members fast.  I walked on uninterrupted to Richard's office upstairs and knocked on the door.

R:  Come in.  <I open the door and walk in and he looks up at me.>  Are you the new guy?  Well hope you like insanity because that's the norm he-.  <He stands up and grabs a gun off his desk.>  Oh great you.

      I ran towards him and ducked then rolled under the table dodging his shots minus a minor scrape on the arm.   He started to say something but I grabbed his leg and pulled down to the ground.  I didn't have enough room to use my, so instead I lunged forward with my knife aiming to plunge it into his chest.  Richard rolled to the side and thrust me aside into the table.  The good thing is he forgot to grab the gun and was now weaponless.

R:  Why are you attacking me?  I though you were just going for the less savory member of our organization, and while I can understand going after any of the psychopaths that I unfortunately have to take care of.  I don't rape, mutilate, or steal. 

W:  You were planning to massacre the local safehouse. 

R:  So?  What makes runners so much better than us?  Okay I was planning to kill them, but runners kill us all the time and you aren't killing them.  Anymore I should say.

      I went at him with the knife but he knocked my arm aside then hit my jaw with his fist following up with several jabs all across my upper body.

R:  The only reason you are bothering us is because of your two runner friends isn't it?  You couldn't handle the pressure of serving God and let your guilt get to you!

W:  Shut up!

     I threw my knife towards him and pulled out my sword quickly while he was dodged the knife.  He ran towards me of course after seeing me throw my weapon, but the split second took to move out of the way really helped and I gave him a deep cut across the side as he gave me a second black eye.  I got up to find Richard laying on the ground gripping his side.

R:  I was only serving God I don't deserve this. 

W:  How many people did your orders hurt?

R:  Hundreds.  How many have yours hurt?

It was finished.  I walked out with as much trouble as when I went it.  I'm surprised that the other proxies didn't interfere I mean I knew they didn't like him due to his extreme tactic at keeping them in line, but still I thought one would do something.  Anything.  I'm going to stay in town for another day or two to see if Richard's death helped at all.

Update #3

First, I'm sure you're wondering why I haven't posted in a bit.  It's simple I forgot that this blog even existed.  I would say it's embarrassing after remembering to post 44 days straight with the other blog, but things have changed and I've got much more to worry about now.  During the time in between this and the last post I haven't been hunting down any proxies because I don't know any nearby, but I have been busy defending myself from random proxies.  They aren't happy with me killing their members and one of their secret weapon, so I've been dealing with them.  I'm slowly moving to a new location where I believe I know someone, but it's hard to tell since he constantly moves around.

Assault: Wraith

This report has been a long time coming, but local proxy groups having been keeping me busy.  I'm also forgetful has I'm sure some of you have noticed.  Wraith had been hunting me and I knew that on a one on one fight I could never hope to beat him.  He wouldn't be alone either of course.  I had a plan that went, well it went well enough but could have been better.

I set up a temporary base in an abandoned warehouse.  Honest question does every town have one?  I knew Wraith would follow me to my new base so I sat there waiting for him and his handlers to arrive.  It was late at night when I saw Wraith and two handlers with him which was less than I thought would be there.  I sat high up in the window with my sniper rifle aimed at one the handlers before I pulled the trigger.  Now I know that before I mentioned that I hate guns because to me the feel wrong maybe even disgusting but I got it because desperate measures, but it turns out I also suck with it because I missed.  I proceeded to empty the rest of the clip trying to stop them before they entered but I only killed one and that was luck alone.  I rushed downstairs to confront them and killed the other handler when I dropped from a hole in the wooden floor with sword in hand.  Wraith was on me before I could steady myself from the fall trying to bite my face off.  I slid a small knife out of my sleeve(I use to play WAY too much Assassin's Creed) and jammed it into Wraith's neck.  It didn't hurt him too much but it let me kick him off me.  Now this warehouse that I was in I stocked with a lot of oil and explosives.  Like I said I can't win one on one against Wraith so I planned to blow him up.  Long story short I lit a fuse, there were explosions, it work, and now I have police & the local proxies pissed.  Explosions suck.    

AssAUlt: Me

No I didn't attack myself I was attacked by Wraith and 3 other proxies he brought with him.  This happened last Wednesday as I was leaving the hospital.  I just realized I never told y'all what Wraith is like, sorry busy.  Wraith is Gollum except more of an animal and with pointy steel claws.  Wraith was part of a science experiment just like Fredrick but this was to make a weapon that would go on rampages for the proxies, so naturally they based it on the Rake.  It worked.  Anyway as I was walking down the hallway I spotted Wraith and his team handlers headed down the hallway and they saw me.  One of the handlers came towards me with a sword, but Runner left my umbrella sword with me meaning I wasn't defenseless.  I blocked his attack and pushed him back when the other two attacked me with knives.  I did impale one of the proxies but he did injure my still healing arm and the other gave me a brutal cut across my left side.  Wraith just sat back laughing to himself.  Lucky for me before the two proxies were grabbed by a pair of security guards that came up from the corner behind me.  I pushed aside the guard that grabbed me and made some distance between me and the 2 handlers that still lived.  This break didn't last long when Wraith leaped forward then ripped apart the guards in the blink of an eye.  But what really save me came next and it was a hell of a surprise. 

Doctor:  What the hell do you think you proxies are doing in Plague Doctor territory? 

Yep saved by Oathbreakers.  Still don't believe it myself. 

Sword Proxy:  Out of the way this is proxy business.
D2:  Do you know what this will do to our operation?
D1:  We agreed we would heal some of your warriors if you left us alone.  I don't call this leaving us alone.

One of the oathbreakers was attacked by Wraith and then doctor 2 injected the proxy using the knife with something that caused him to drop dead after shaking violently.  We quickly divided into two groups me vs sword proxies and a dozen or so oathbreakers vs Wraith. 

S-P:  Traitor I'll kill you!

I brought my sword up to defend than swept down towards his legs.  He jumped back then forward with his sword prepared to stab me, but I sidestep the attack just in time.  That's when my legs gave way and I found myself on the floor.  My injures were still healing and the fight wasn't helping me heal.  I grabbed at the handler's legs pulling him down onto the ground.  I made a quick move and ended his life.  I looked back to Wraith chewing on the arm of an oathkeeper while the others surrounded him.  I didn't stay around to see what would happen.