First Blood

Hello boys and girls, have you missed me? Well I have missed you too. You might wonder why I have been gone for so long and the honest answer is I have been setting a trap. I have had to completely isolate myself in order to find my target. Or rather for him to find me. The Cold Boy, his m.o. as some of you might know is to track down those of isolate themselves from society. I have been by myself for so long I think I might have cracked. But that is good, you can't be sane in this fight, it is crazy vs. crazy and I plan to win. Any who you don't care about my rambling, you want to know how it went.

Honestly it was my most successful battle yet. I didn't manage to kill it, but I got a wound in. HA ha ah ah aha hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahah. Sorry that was fun.

Anyway there I was sitting in my nice little cabin Antarctica doing my daily routine when he appeared. Now if you have ever been Antarctica isn't the warmest place in the world been when he appeared I swear it is like the ice was in my blood. He sat there and looked at me. And then, and believe me or not, he spoke.

His voice was weird an almost musical tune to it. "Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the King's men couldn't put Humpty together again" he moved towards me and as he did everything behind him turned to ice.

"Nice song" I pulled out my knife and walked towards him. "But I am more of a Green Day fan" ran at him with a snarl. "I will see all of you die, even if I have to go through hell and back to do it!" I stabbed him in the chest and it grabbed on to my arm. I felt his ice cold palms press against my arms and I felt a layer of ice spread over my arm. But at the same time I saw cracks spread over his body. I would have held on and finished him but I was more concerned for future battles so I pulled the blade out and jammed it into my arm feeling the power of the knife fight off the freezing toxin of the Cold Boy. When I looked up from my arm he was gone.

A few days after this incident I was sure that he wouldn't come back so I sent in a call to the organization and they booked my a flight back to the states. I am currently undergoing debriefing from the fight. But I have decided my next target. I am going after the fear known as The Eye.

Till next time, Knight out.

Back

I am back and ready to do what I was meant to. I was weak before, my morals held me back from making the tough decisions, but now I am more than willing to do what must be done, I am going to keep this blog to document my slaughter of every last "Fear". I am coming for you, laugh while you still can. Knight is back and the streets will run with blood.

Finaly Done.

I have been burying the bodies of those that we lost in NewYork. So many graves, so many people lost in an attack that didn't even work. Slenderman is still alive, and Rook is dead. Here is what happened in New York as I remeber it.

I had found out that the proxies were there for some sort of meeting for proxies at some old warehouse, when I phoned this in to Rook who immediatly got excited. If we could ambush this group and take them out than runners would have a lot less to fear. She gathered together a few soldiers from her organization and we surrounded the building hopping that we could take them out easy, but it was a  trap, they knew we were coming and we fell right into it. One of Rook's friends got beaten to death by the proxies. And than he showed up, that tall bastard appeared and just looked at us, mocking us. His tentacles burst from his back and he speared through the others untill it was just me and Rook. And than he hollowed her out, all I could do was scream and curse at him as he did it. And than she looked at me with a smile and said. "You failed, you will always fail, you and your entire race, there is nothing you can do against us, your world is ours" she picked up a mask off a fallen proxie and put it on. "He wanted you to understand that" she picked up a knife and smiled. "This is the way it was meant to be" than she slit her throat. The proxies stayed silent for the entire thing, and when it was over they just left. It was just me and Slenderman, I could have attacked. But I ran, when I came back to the warehouse the next day there bodies were on the wall pinned up by nails. I eventualy got them down and used Rook's phone to call her group, they helped me move the bodies and allowed me to personaly bury them.

I won't let their deaths be in vane, from this point on there will be no mistakes, I will kill everyone of them. Knight out.

I am still alive

While things have been interesting lately. Rook is gone for now and I am back by myself for awhile Not much interesting happened, but I do have to report I got in another fight. We were tracking a group of them when they turned on us and attacked. We got the crap kicked out of us but managed to free them from Slenderman's control. So I still have confidence in my knife working against Proxies, but not so much against Fear's. Anyway Rook is helping the Proxies we freed relocate and I am basicly stuck in New York still trying to find out what the hell these bastards are doing here. I made contact with another runner in the city and plan to meet up with them today. Knight out.

Crap

Damn touched down in New York today. It is like proxy con 2011 here. Why would Slenderman be getting all of these bastards together in one place. Rook and I are going to be investigating. To any runners in the big apple, keep your heads down. Knight out.

Relaxing

I haven't posted in a while have I? Sorry about that, I have finaly gotten a few relaxing days up here in the great white north, Rook and I have been going around and visting the sites. Anyway I found a note this morning saying we would be going to New York to deal with an outbreak of proxies. Till than be safe. Knight out.

Church Fight

While I am back and not dead, hurray for that at least, some of you probably want to know how my fight against Arcangel went, while not good is the answer. Turns out trying to attack these things one on one is not the best idea, hell it isn't even a sane idea. But I tried it and honestly I am supprised I am still alive. Here is the record of the events.

I was hiding out around the church today and as far as I could tell everything seemed pretty normal, but around sundown I started noticing a coldness in the air and a few people entering the church with almost blank stares. I took my knife out and went in a few minutes afterward to see something that I am sure will disturb me for the rest of my life. The people that had entered had killed themselves in a variety of ways, some had cut their throats while others hung themselves, and standing in the center of this madness was the pastor that had been reported dead.

"Hello Knight, it is so nice to meet you, did your God send you here?" he tilted his head to the side in confusion. "I find it odd how someone who knows about me could beileve in something like a God, after all, I am the afterlife" he smiled. "Just embrace it, end it all here and join me"

"F**k you" I took out my knife and ran at him. But before I could even move he just casually flicked his wrist and I was thrown into a wall.

"Please don't waste your time, that knife may be a danger to that beast and the servents of the other, what do you call us? Oh yes Fears, but the thing about a knife it that it has to hit one of us in order to hurt us" he pinned me against the wall of the chruch and picked up my fallen knife. "Pathetic, I should kill you right now just because of what an idiot you are" he tossed it to the side.

"So why don't you?" I looked at him and realized just how hopeless this was. I couldn't move and my knife was to far for me to reach.

"Because two others have prior claims, and you really aren't worth me wasting my time arguing over you, but I don't think they would mind if I were to ruff you up a bit" he smiled and moved his hand to the side and I felt three ribs break. I hate to admit this but I most likely screamed in pain."Go ahead and scream, no one will hear you"

"That isn't quite true" Arcangel turned around and the knife I had dropped went straight into his chest. He screamed in pain and disappeared letting my knife fall back to the ground along with myself. I looked up and saw a girl dressed in faded jeans and a black jacket with the operator symbol on it. "Man you got your ass kicked" she helped me up. "Let's get you out of here, proxies are going to be moving in on us any second now" she helped me out of there and back to my room.

And that is all I have right now, the girl who saved me won't tell me her real name but insists I call her Rook. More on that later through, I am currently on pain meds. and staying up this long was hard enough. One last thing before I go, I don't think Arcangel is dead, but I imagine he is pissed beyond belief right now, I am going to lay low for now. Knight out.