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.

MESSAGE

HELLO ALL OF THOSE WHO FOLLOW THIS BLOG. I AM THE ONE THAT KNIGHT CALLS GOD, HE IS INJUIRED AFTER HIS BATTLE WITH THE ARCANGEL AND WON'T POST FOR A FEW DAYS, UNTILL THAN THIS IS GOODBYE.

Found Him

While I was checking out all of the places where Archangel might be today and I think I have a lead. Some pastor that died like a week ago has been appearing in front of all of the people he once preached to blaiming them for his death. There have already been five suicides and I swear on my life that there will not be a sixth. I know which one he is after next and when I see that bastard I am going to end him. Knight out.

I've Got God In My Ear

While I am finaly relaxing in Toronto hanging in the cold and ice that is Canada, hunting for the embodyment of the afterlife. Joy. Anyway I woke up with morning with a new note from God on my dresser. He is looking for other people willing to fight and said I should be the one to help choose who should help takes these bastards out. Also I realized something, I have no idea what kind of abilities the Arcangel has. No one has ever really fought him you know? He has always been the sit back and drive them slowely insane type of Fear, I have no idea what is coming. If anyone has any idea what I might be facing here post something in the comment sections so I don't get completly blindsighted. Till than this is Knight going to sleep. Later.

New Target

I am fully rested and ready to head out again. Before I disappear for a bit I feel I should tell you that I met up with God again. I was sitting in my motel room watching some crappy T.V. soap opera when he just appeared in my room. He pulled out a chair and sat down. "You did very well, I am rather impressed, through it seems our enemies are less than pleased with your attack"
"Yeah, I don't know who you are but you weren't lying, this knife cut through the Rake like butter"
"Yes, I was pleased to see that it really worked" he smiled.
"I am going to pretend I didn't hear that, so where are you sending me next?"
"Toronto, Canada, I have a feeling the Cold Boy is there making life hell for some inocent people, stop that monster once and for all" And with that he disappared leaving only a plane ticket on my bed and a permenate passport. Another thing, all of the scars and wounds I had from my battle with the Rake are gone. Fully healed. While I am heading out. Later Eh?

A Time for Rest

So I woke up this morning with a few hundred bucks on my nightstand and I note that said I had done a good job and this was my reward. While seems like I am getting paid to do this, sweet. Anyway I am going to hang here for a bit and see if I can find any new info on the Rake. So without anything new going on in my life I thought I could probably explain something that is a little vague. You all might know about the knife I got but are probably a little confused on how I got it past airport security. The odd thing is through that no one had the ability to see it or detect it in anyway. I don't know if this power works on Fears but I will have to do some experiments on it. Anyway later and stay safe. Knight out.

Got out and on the run

Okay I managed to get out of the hospital without too many to wounds. Turns out those weren't Proxies in the hospital. There were Campers, so it turns out I am officialy on the Fears hit list. So I got up in the middle of the night and some kid in the bed next to me got up and asked if I was okay. I tried ignoring him and getting out but he ran in front of me and pushed me back knocking me over. This kid had the strength of a bodybuilder and he started to attack me. Once he had me pinned he smiled. "Hello Knight, it is nice to meet you, my name is EAT, and I want you to join us"
I punched the kid in the gut and pushed him off. "Yeah that will happen" I pulled out my knife and threw it into the kids chest. This next part is another weird unbelieveable event, but it happened. The kid kneeled over and started throwing up untill this strange liquid that looked like water but... oddly different. Once he finished he fell to the ground. When I checked his pulse his heart had stopped beating. I pulled my knife out of him decided to feel bad about it later and ran out and grabbed my clothes and changed in a bathroom. The entire hospital seemed to be looking for me when I slipped out the front door. I am staying at some crappy motel and about to drop. Peace be with you. Knight signing out.

Tired as Hell

While I have been getting some sleep in my nice hospital bed pretending to have amnesia, works pretty well to tell the truth. Tried to bail out but turns out that big tall and scary knows where I am and has posted proxies throughout the building. I don't think he knows that I can detect those who are hollowed out so I have a bit of an advantage in that. After I heal completly I am going to break out of here. Lucky for me I am healing fast, faster than the doctors can guess. Maybe another benefit from my boss? Most likely. Anyway I will keep you posted. Peace.

In Your Face Rake

So as anyone who has been reading this blog knows I have been gone for a bit. But for good reason, my arm is torn to shit and I have been coughing up blood for the better part of the weekend. But more on that later. I found the Rake, or it might be more accurate to say that the Rake found me. It was about ten at night and I left my hotel to walk around for a bit. Bad idea as it turned out. I was walking down the street when suddenly I felt something ram into my and knock me into a alleyway. I felt like that broke a few ribs and than it got on top of me. It was completly hairless and its eyes were like black souless pits. On the end of its fingers were long knife like blades. This was the thing I was hunting, The Rake. It started tearing into my left arm and I started fumbling for the knife with my right. It bite down in my shoulder hard and ripped out a bit of it. But I payed in back in kind and stabbed the knife into it and pulled up making a large slash wound. The next part is a bit fuzzy but from what I can remeber a large amount of black fluid, kinda like motor oil but more thick, started pouring out and The Rake screamed out in this weird cry. It ran away with one hand on the wound and disappared into the darkness. I had just drawn blood. Watch out Fears, here I come.