Gilgamesh and Enkidu's Excellent Adventure

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WHO:  Enkidu & Gilgamesh. And anyone else, of course.
WHEN:  Dark Hour, August 16th.
WHERE:  The Shopping District.
SUMMARY:  Enkidu and Gilgamesh go out on a date.
RATING:  PG-13 for language, violence, adult themes... Potentially R?
WARNING: Nothing in particular. Maybe one too many bro hugs or some vivid descriptions of blood.



[ Note: Enkidu is this color and Gilgamesh is this color. ]



Tick. Tock.

Tick. Tock.

Finally, the clock on one of the Shopping Distract buildings strikes midnight. The dark twilight-capped sky fades into a sickening, pale green color with the moon also brightening and enlargening to a fetid yellow. Everything comes to an immediate halt. The world takes on a sickly glow. Dark Hour is here.

Gilgamesh and Enkidu are on a street corner. Gil wanted Enkidu to witness the Dark Hour and the modern world coming to a grinding halt. Gilgamesh palms the flat of his blade impatiently. "Let us hope you are not as rusty as I was when I first arrived, brother. It would be a shame if you fell so easily to these fiends."

Enkidu smiles. "Brother, I was asleep for twelve days in sickness, not dormant with inability for five thousand years." He has a sword in hand as well. "Though this... Dark Hour... It is surreal..."

The conversation is cut short as a shadow skitters out of the alleyway nearby, charging at the two. Enkidu stares but Gilgamesh lunges,  shoving his first sword inside of the damned thing as hard as he possibly could. The shadow shudders with a blade stuck in it, then stops moving.

"Ha, it seems these beasts can come from any location. Be on your guard at all times. Though I'm sure you'll have no problem if what you say is true."

Gilgamesh picks up another sword, spinning the blades in his hands with disinterest on his face. A materializes from behind a car in front of the two and leaps into the air toward Enkidu. Enkidu hops back as the shadow--in the shape of a hand--collides into the ground, then he springs and hops forward, practically jumping on top of it and driving his sword right into the shadow. He ends up lodging the tip of the blade into the sidewalk and through the monster, as it too shudders its last moments then stops moving.

"Brother, that beast resembled a hand... Are these really beasts at all?"

"Call them whatever you will, they can be formidable enemies. These creatures nearly killed the one person to ever succeed in defeating me. That should tell you something."

"You've been defeated?"

~

Their "date" takes a turn for the worse, when a little while later they find themselves surrounded. The shadows prove to be fierce opponents. They easily swarm with overwhelming numbers, and Gilgamesh and Enkidu find themselves sandwiched and surrounded by a dozen of them. They are back to back and cornered by several shadows! The infamous Briefcase of Babylon is lying between the two, opened with most of the swords missing. Both have a sword in each hand. Both look pretty beat up. Enkidu hacks an approaching shadow at his right. The shadow takes slash damage but it still moves.

All of a sudden, one of the damned hands from the back of the mini mob casts a magic spell. A strong gale icy cold rips past the two, Enkidu specifically, and he takes magic damage. Enkidu roars, growing impatient with this turn of events. Suddenly barrels forward into the mob of Dancing Hands shadows, hacking, slashing and shouting.

"Follow me brother!"




[ Feel free to post whenever! Perhaps you got caught up outside too late? Or you're out on the hunt for shadows, too? Enkidu, Gilgamesh, Enkidu and Gilgamesh might be responding to your actions. ]