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EVA
PROLOGUE:
(A large castle sits in the distance. The remnants of a once beautiful city sit at the foot of the castle. A large group of undead and people, who are still alive, are ravaging the city, killing off the remaining citizens. A group of the undead breaks off from the city rushing into the distance. They are rushing toward a lone woman. She appears to be in her late 30s, early 40s. This woman has short blonde hair, glistening silver armor, and a thin scar on her left cheek. She appears to be war-torn and depressed. She clutches the cross necklace, embracing her neck. She tugs on it, ripping the necklace. Her hand glows with a white light and the cross expands in size. She lowers her hand and a blade extends out of one end of the cross. She glares at the oncoming group of undead. She extends her free hand and releases a flurry of ice. The group becomes encased in ice. She rushes at them and cuts them down, as they are powerless to stop her. Many of the other monsters in the city see her coming and decide to greet her. She doesn’t slow down, ready to end this. She cuts through a few of the first monsters and then starts waving her hand around and mumbling under her breath. A lightning bolt strikes down, paralyzing a large chunk of the army. She continues on, shredding the undead, mercilessly. She appears to have the upper hand for a while, but then their numbers begin to overwhelm her. Undead monsters rise from the group, adding to her problems. One of the undead monsters clubs her in the face, knocking her to the ground. She quickly looks up to see that they’ve surrounded her. But, a flurry of arrows tears through each of their skulls. Suddenly, the woman is scooped up off the ground by a large heavy-set man.)
Woman: Matt! You showed up!
(The woman wraps her arms around his neck, as tears pour down her cheeks.)
Matt: Yeah I did! You should’ve never come here by yourself!
(Flurries of arrows continue to spray down on the undead around them. The woman stops hugging him and he sets her down.)
Woman: I had no other choice, you guys wouldn’t help me!
Matt: Then you shouldn’t have come at all!
Woman: And just let them win, after everything they’ve done! No thanks.
(She turns and picks up her cross/sword. An arrow soars past her head and into the skull of an undead, running up behind her.)
Woman: I can see that Rusty’s here.
(Rusty waves at them, from atop the nearby cliff. He’s a thin, tall guy, with a bow and arrow and a deadly aim.)
Matt: We were worried about you. It seems that we had a right to be.
Woman: Thanks for your help, but it would’ve been nice to know that I had it in the first place.
Matt: I’m sorry. But, this is a big job for just the three of us. Things ain’t what they use to be. What makes you think you can take this guy down, if even HE couldn't?
Woman: …I’m not sure that I can. But, I have to. If I don’t do it now, he’s only going to get stronger.
(She rushes into the city, prepared to face the undead army.)
Matt: Dammit, this is no time to be stubborn!
(Matt rushes after her, helping her take down the undead army. Between the two of them, they make it look like a piece of cake. She slices them apart and Matt punches them in the face, smashing their skulls in.)
Matt: If you think you have what it takes then get your ass over here! You don’t have time to waste your strength on these idiots!
(She nods her head and rushes toward Matt. Matt scoops her up and tosses her toward the castle. She mumbles something under her breath and the castle wall collapses, allowing her to soar inside, unharmed. She lands just beneath a set of spiraling stairs. She quickly makes her way up the stairs, stopping outside a massive set of double doors. She takes a deep breath, as a tear runs down her cheek.)
Woman: It finally ends here. I’m just sorry that it has to end like this…
(She kicks the doors in and readies her sword. She sees a thin silver-haired man clothed in skin-tight black clothes, turned away from her. He is looking out at the city.)
Man: It’s been too long, Eva.
Edited by Ertyx