Fucking Flamethrowers

I’m Hella.

Fred got roasted and is dead. So you fuckers who sent him in here can stop reading now.

Okay, now that those assholes are gone, Hello.

It’s been a long time since I wrote one of these. I wonder how many of the people I knew on here have died. Most of them probably. Lucky bastards.

If you read Faceless’ blog you already know what happened. I’d rather not spend too much time here so I’ll keep my version short.

Fred told me that he knew exactly where Faceless was after that Greg guy got himself killed. Was It Greg? That doesn’t sound right but fuck it.

So we immediately made our way over there. Took us a while to get there. When we got there they were already gone obviously so we had to spend even more time tracking them down.

When we did finally find them we were able to sneak up on them. I grabbed the cherry girl and she dropped. With her out of the picture we had the advantage on Faceless.

But then suddenly she gets back up and uses that flamethrower on us.

The flames burned the left part of my fucking face.

I decided to get the fuck out of there before she could fire that thing again. I’d yell at her for ruining my hoodie as well but I don’t really care. Not like I can feel cold anymore anyway.

Now they’re apparently hunting me down because cherry girl wants me dead. Well, so do I but we can’t all get what we want in this fucked up world.

After that screw up I went straight back to the building where Fred left his backpack. I grabbed his things and kept running. I don’t want to run into them until I find a way to deal with that flamethrower.

I’d also like to figure out how she managed to get back up. That hasn’t happened before. Gotta make sure I finish them off before they wake up I guess.

Once I got to a safe distance I sat down and went through Fred’s stuff.

Found some food and some spare knives he got from assholes who were stupid enough to fight a Nest with them.

Also a spare hoody.

Most importantly though, his laptop. Which I’m using to make this post.

I’ve been looking through this thing and there’s some disturbing stuff on here. Mostly messages he’d been sending to his bosses.

I was under the impression he was just some kind of Mercenary hired for Fear related stuff. I figured someone hired him to off Faceless. But that doesn’t seem to be what’s going on here.

He seems to be part of an organization of Fear servants or something.

They call themselves KRAKEN and from what I can tell, there’s a lot of them running around the world. They’ve got this ridiculous Octopus symbol they use. That’s not the disturbing part though, although I’m not a fan of things with more than four legs.

From what I’ve read they think mankind is unable to rule itself. That’s why they want the fucking Fears to actively take over the world and make all humankind into slaves.

I’m going to keep reading and try to gather some more information. I’ll post whatever I can find later.

Hella Signing off..

The reports of my death..

..Were slightly premature.

Only slightly though. Because as I’m writing this post I’m also preparing my real strike on Faceless. Not the pretend strike that got Glenn killed. This time it’s the real strike that will probably get me killed. All I’m hoping for is that I manage to take down Faceless along with me.

Thanks to Glenn’s idiotic heroic sacrifice I now know exactly where Faceless is. Before the idiot ran straight through a minefield (despite my warnings) he had been talking to me through this blog. He even sent me a picture of Faceless recovering  in the suits building.

You see, this wasn’t supposed to be a solo mission. I’m not stupid enough to think Faceless could be taken down by just one Nest. The guy has proven to be very difficult to kill after all. So Glenn was supposed to help me take him down. The only reason I still think I stand a chance right now is Hella.

I can’t trust her completely but at least she does want Faceless dead. Hopefully her weird powers will make enough difference in this fight.

Speaking of which, I had a talk with her a few hours ago. We were sitting down to eat and I figured if I didn’t ask now, I probably wouldn’t get another chance. So I decided to risk it.

“Hey Hella.”

She looked at me without saying a word.

“Uh, I had been meaning to ask you,.. If you don’t mind that is.. Your powers? What the hell is up with them?”

More silence.

“I.. it’s just that I haven’t seen any servants with powers like yours. So I was curious, Where do they come from? I assume it’s a Fear but I have no idea which one.”

She just kept glaring at me. I wasn’t sure if it was because she didn’t want to answer because honestly she always seems angry at me anyway. So I can’t really tell the difference.

Then she looked away and took a bite from her sandwich. She swallowed it and said:

“I have no fucking idea either.”

“What?” I was confused.

“It never told me it’s name. I’ve only heard it speak twice and have only seen parts of it. Just the eyes and two giant creepy ass cold hands.”

“You haven’t seen any other servants that could fill you in on the details?” I asked.

“Nope, it’s just been me and the fucking voice ordering me around.”

“How did it give you the powers? Maybe that’ll give a clue to its identity.”

She frowned, stood up and threw away her sandwich. “I don’t want to fucking talk about that.” Then she just started walking away.

I’ve been too afraid to say anything to her since. I’m more afraid of her than I am curious about her right now. Which is saying a lot because I really want to know what that Fear is. Assuming it’s even a Fear, not sure what else it could be though.

Snakes on the ceiling!

More accurately, a Lilim on the ceiling.

So I was searching through one of the empty buildings.
Hella was searching through another nearby building. 
I’m not sure why we keep doing this. Maybe it’s my gamer instincts telling me to look for loot.
Which doesn’t work here because you can only get things by buying them with points as far as I know.
But we rarely find anyone to fight. I was starting to think we wandered too far off in the wrong direction.

However, while I was searching this building I heard something above me. 
I looked up and see this dark haired Lilim lunge at me.

I instinctively peed myself.

Wait no..

I instinctively defended myself by putting my hands in front of my face and screaming for help.

The pee came later. Which reminds me, I wonder how much points a new pair of pants costs?

I felt a sharp pain in my hands and was knocked down by the attack. 
When I got back on my feet I noticed my hands were bleeding. 
The cut wasn’t deep enough for the birds to come out unfortunately.

I tried to run but her snake tail wrapped around my feet and stopped me. 
Before I knew what was happening I was being squeezed by a giant half-snake body. 
Luckily one of my arms was still free. I’m not sure how it happened but that ended up saving me.

As if being constricted wasn’t enough she then put her fingers around my throat 
and started strangling me. Normally I’m not one to kinkshame but this was going too far.

Time for a little information on the side. You ever heard of the theory that 
the Convocation isn’t actually the birds, but the sentient lightning inside them?

I happen to believe that theory.

You see, when I have a cut on my body that’s too small for the birds to fly out of,
lightning comes out instead. I don’t like it when this happens because it hurts me as well when it does.

The birds aren’t pleasant either but the lightning is worse. Especially at close range like this.

So I gritted my teeth, put my hand on her snake body and..

Next thing I know I open my eyes and I was all the way across the room, lying on the floor.

My hands are still slightly burned and hurting badly. The rest of my body isn’t feeling much better 
but at least it’s not burned. I can’t say the same about the Lilim though. She was dead.

I got some good points for that one.

Then i got back on my feet and dusted myself off. 
Only then did I notice Hella standing at the open door.

That’s when I peed my pants.

I tried to play it off as if she didn’t just scare the shit out of me and asked: 
 “How long have you been standing there?”

“Ten minutes or so. These buildings are all empty. I’m gonna keep moving.” 
Which is exactly what she did.

“Hey wait up, are you saying you were there the whole time and didn’t help me fight her?
 What the hell?” I shouted as I ran after her.

“Why the fuck would I help you?”

“We had a deal didn’t we?”

“The deal was that I wouldn’t fucking kill you myself. 
I never said I would stop other people from killing you.”

She did have a point there. 
At least she seems to want the Faceless Bastard dead enough to help me when we’ll fight him. 
That or she’ll use me as a not-quite-human shield.

So far this has been my least favorite mission I’ve been on.
 Although that one time in Rome was a pretty close second.
 Anyway I’m starting to get distracted. Probably a sign I should stop writing this and move on.