The Shadow Town: A haloween RP

Nanaya looked into the sky of the shadowy town he was in. He was itching to run his blade through the flesh of someone. Preferably a female.

"Well then, lets see what this place has to offer" he said as he smirked and began to wander the dark city

"I hate the night." Francis said, holding his shotgun poised as he traveled through the city. After that whole zombie incident, he wasn't taking anymore chances.

"Hm?" Nanaya went as he saw a heavy built man with a shotgun wandering down the street. "Not my ideal prey.......but better than nothing I suppose. Well then! Lets the the show started" he said as he brandished his knife and quietly confronted the man

"Hm? Hey! Who the hell is there?" Francis spun around. He cocked his gun.

"Whoah! Looks like you have a little more killing instinct than I thought old man!" Nanaya said cynically smiling. "I just wanna have a little fun........mind playing with me for a bit?"

"Old man? I ain't an old man. That's Bill. I hate old people." Francis turned the flashlight on his gun on. "And I'm not into playing games."

"Well you look like you're gonna be loosing your hair soon pops." Nanaya said with a smirk on his face. "And if you dont wanna play, then just die" he said calmly as he slashed in a forward arc towards Francis

"OH YEAH?!" Francis pulled the trigger on his Auto-shotgun, blasting at least 4 shots at Shiki.

Shiki slashed effortlessly through the bullets. So he thought. He missed one and it grazed the side of his face.
"Gh-!" he grunted as he could feel blood stream down the side of his face. "Not bad pops! This could be fun after all!" he said while chuckling

"Heh. This is something I love!" Francis bounced back, and started to reload his shotun.

"Not gonna let you reload!" Shiki yelled as he got down on one knee and hand and disappeared behind francis, and slammed him onto the ground

SPOOOOKY

High atop a building, silhouetted against the moon, the Spooky Speedster was meditating.
HE'S THE FASTEST THIIIIIIIIIING THAT'S NOT ALIVEEEEEEEEE

"But this is vacation time! I almost never take time out to relax these days. Gotta take a break from training."

He glided off the building and floated down to the sidewalk below.

"Well, let's see what there is to do around here."

"OOOF!! I'm down!" Francis yelled instinctively.

"........why did you announce that you're down?" Nanaya asked completely losing his will to fight after such a random act of comedy

"Sorry. Sorta a reflex." Francis pushed Nanaya off him, scrambled to his feet and pointed his shotgun at him. "You know, you ain't all that bad. Then again, I'm pretty satisfied with anyone that isn't a blood crazed zombie at this point."

"......Zombies?" Nanaya asked. "What about zombies? You're the first person i've run into in this ghost shadow town"

"Long story." Francis thought for a second. "Say. We don't know what else is out there right now. We both seem to understand eachother, what say we work together, at least for now, and blow to hell anyone in our way?"

"Heh. Sounds like a mass killing spree could be in store for me, so why not? I've never worked with anyone before.........besides that white she-devil......she's probably still looking for me." Nanaya said irritated as he rubbed his head

"Hey. If she shows up again, could be fun to take her out, eh?" Francis finished reloading his shotgun.

"That would be nice.......if I weren't in a symbiotic existence with her. Im actually already dead. She just brought me back because that damn familiar needed a master, and Tohno Shiki already has the Black Cat, so the damn White Cat is using me to continue existing" Nanaya said irritated. "But whatever, lets see what we can find in this ghost tow-"

*generic horde fanfare*

"........the fuck was that?"

"DAMMIT! Here!" Francis tossed Shiki a spare pistol. "You're gonna need that."

He sat on a lone table, wait for someone to pick him up. He couldn't do anything alone, For he was just a tool waiting to be used by someone. It was painfully boring ever since he was used last. The last time he was used was to as just a tool. He wanted blood. He wanted to kill. He wanted to be the final respite of dark steel before another soul was ripped away from there body. Yet, he waited... longing for the touch of flesh against his cold steel.

"For what?" Nanaya asked. Till he saw quite the crowd heading their way.

HORDE

"...........son of a bitch."

"Time to show you how we do it where I'm from." As the horde approached, Francis unloaded his shotgun into the oncoming horde, taking out a decent chunk of them. "Reloading!"

"To tell the truth......I dunno how to use a gun. But I have experience with zombies and vampires!" Nanaya said as he vanished into the center of the horde only to have a large red mist of blood fly into the sky behind the trail he left. "How's that pops?" he asked as he kicked some zombies off of him