Fanfic: Rhulan vs Leather Face (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

   A woman screams as she runs through a field, behind her a large man in a leather mask made of human skin closes in behind her with a chainsaw. Not far behind him a house filled with his kin, cooking up the remains of humans; the girl’s companions in fact.

 

   The girl trips to the ground as the man closes in on her. Rhulan appears like a ghost between them. With a swift motion she backhands the chainsaw from the surprised man’s hands, a blue defense aura sparking up around her hand and arm upon impact. Before the man can say anything Rhulan puts out her hand and “Lightning Shocker” blasts the man back across the field with an electric discharge.

 

   The girl faints in the grass as Rhulan floats over the man, hovering above him she can see he is clearly only human.

 

   “Again?” says Rhulan, “another weak pathetic human? Damned goddess!”

 

   The goddess appears beside her, like a vision see through and only about waist up there.

 

   Rhulan narrows her eyes at the vision, the goddess smiles back.

 

   “Fine,” says Rhulan, “but if this is what you want then deal with the consequences!”

 

 

  Rhulan comes down, the man moans. With a quick stomp she smashes the man’s head beneath her boot. His clan is coming from the house seeing their pa dead on the ground, his head smashed into paste. Seeing this they yell out “get her!”

 

   Rhulan with a swift gesture of her arms summons a cyclone around her, and with a grand display aims her hand at the group before her while yelling out, “Slashing Winds!”

 

    A powerful wind, focused and dense in places like blades streaks across the landscape slashing up the leather face clan, cleaving flesh from bone, blood is strewn across the ground, bones shredded as though they were little more than straw. The building behind them does not fare much better. What is left behind will be viewed by the authorities as a sudden mysterious wind, or an act of God as the local news will spin it. The surviving girl will describe an angel in black, an angel of death. However given her ordeal she will never be stable again and skeptics write off her experience as a trauma induced hallucination invented by her mind after the mysterious wind streak through the area. The CIA however will suspect something else happened, but what specifically even they may never know.