StAChrisGonnaKickyourAss

StAChris's new design! I like this one btter than the first and here is another snippit for you guys!

The sound of the gun’s safety clicked off, as Chris walked towards the elderly man who had an unconscious Nazo bound against the wall. “ Professor Ishida,” He stated in monotone, “I’ll have to ask to let him go.” The gaunt man snarled, pointing the gun at Chris, “Stop where you are!” Chris kept walking forward; violet coat swishing with his steps, “You little fool,” A crazed look showed in Ishida’s eyes, “I’ll shoot you if you come any closer!” The redhead smirked at him not stopping his trek, “Take your best shot then.” Ishida grinned insanely, “Fine then. Die, you stupid kid, DIE!” He pulled the trigger; a bullet tore the air and Ishida’s blood splattered on the ground. Chris walked past the man who clutched his bloodied shoulder, screaming in pain, to Nazo and, holstering his own gun, began to undo the bindings. Blue eyes almost turned black as they saw blood oozing out of various cuts on Nazo’s arms and chest, from where bindings had been too tight.

Ishida glared through his pain at redhead as took the experiment tenderly into arms, almost as if the creature was a china doll. Rage began to overtake the pain, “You fool! Do you know what it’s capable of?!” He snarled; teeth gnashing, “And here you are coddling it as if its discomfort matters.” The other human stiffened before easing the hedgehog onto the ground, Ishida continued his crazed rant, “It’s not like it’s a real living thing-!” The withered man was cut off as he kicked in the face; blood spewing out of his broken nose. Ishida gave demented cackle, despite his nose, “I suppose your going beat me up and leave me for dead just because of that thing!” There was a click, “No Ishida,” Chris said, pointing his gun at the skeletal figure, “Regardless of weather you hurt Nazo or not I was planning on emptying this gun into your head anyway.” Chris grabbed the man’s lab coat and hauled him in close, “Because, and I know you are listening Tokisada,” he ripped the bug out of the coat and tossed Ishida back to the ground, “Nazo is mine.”

Ishida watched as the younger man crushed the bug under his boot, then look up only to have a gun pressed between his eyes. “And nobody,” Inky blue-black eyes glared down at him, “Nobody messes with what is mine.”


SonicX,Chris,Nazo(c)Sega
Chris'new badassnees &, unfortunetly Ishida(c)Me