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Unbound Familiar

An avid gamer nerd's dreams come true in another brutal yet lucky? fashion. Follow him as he does his best not to die in laughably humiliating ways, all while trying to escape his abrupt and unwanted servitude. Will his knowledge of the world he finds himself help him succeed? Will he return home? Will evolve past his title of 'Dog'? Read and find out! This will be another multiversal world-hopping story, similar to my other one, EBW. I'll not spoil the surprise of the first world, but Skyrim will eventually be involved... And no, I'll not be adhering to plot, instead destroying it and hopefully not butchering the original story in the process. Feel free to join my Discord : https://discord.gg/EJxRKkwtDm Also, if you enjoy my stories, want to read ahead, and or support me. Take a look at my Patreon : https://www.p.atreon.com/Nagross Also, I've 'borrowed' the picture from : greenmapple17, on Deviant Art.

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It's a TRAP!

Shizuka drives the car through a thin residential street, their speed only around thirty miles an hour so that they could manoeuvre around the abandoned cars, corpses, and rubble ahead of them. That, and the fact that the car is pretty full with the three other survivors they'd ended up bringing with them.

"C-can you two just hold onto your seats or something!? Rolling around like god damned balloons is annoying as hell!" Rei exclaims due to the man and woman shifting around next to her. Saya had sat on Saeko's lap just to make space for them, and Kohta was standing halfway out of the sunroof as well!

"S-sorry! But there aren't enough seat belts for all of us!" the man says.

"Just leave them be, we'll be at the evac sight soon enough." Takashi says, quieting the car momentarily... Until...

*SCREEEEEEEeeeCH!*

The car slides to a stop as Shizuka slams on the breaks, everyone in the car almost rolling through the front window due to the sudden stop... The only thing that'd saved them was the low speed they were driving at.

"W-what was that!?" Kohta asks, already feeling the bruise around his ribs forming.

"T-there's one of those police things ahead!" Shizuka exclaims, pointing at the spike strip not far in front of the vehicle.

"Shit! Everyone get ready!" Takashi shouts, grabbing his gun and climbing out of the car. There was only one reason that this was suddenly showing up, and it didn't mean good things for the group.

Kohta readies his own gun, propping it against the roof of the car while scanning the buildings around them for enemies. "You see anyone!?"

"No one yet!" Takashi says, his muscles incredibly tense as he waits for an enemy to appear. Rei hops out of the car after him, the hunting rifle with a fixed bayonet she'd been using at hte ready.

Saeko steps out as well, the straight sword Michael had gifted her held tightly in her hands, along with a handgun she'd been 'coerced' into learning to use.

Unfortunately, despite their preparation, things never went right for Takashi and his friends...

"H-hey!? What are you doing!?" Saya suddenly shouts as one of the men they'd been helping to the evacuation site grabs her and her gun.

The two other people jump into action as well, one pulling Kohta down from the roof which knocks the gun from his hands, while the other puts a knife to Shizuka's throat. "MOVE AND I'LL CUT THIS WHORES FUCKING NECK!"

"Hahahahaha! Nice job Kurokami!" Tsunoda shouts from the door of a nearby building, shovel in hand.

"Y-you! Takashi growls, pointing his assault rifle at him, finger itching to fire.

Tsunoda grins, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Komuro! Or do you want to see how red the nurse's blood is!? Surrender now or else!"

Takashi shakes his head, "Fuck you! Let my friends go or you'll be the one regretting it!"

Tsunoda chuckles, "We only want your car and supplies, give em up and we'll let you go!"

...

Takashi looks between his friends, each having different reactions to this all... Rei, wanted to surrender, not wanting to risk everyone's lives for a car, but Saeko looked ready to fight to the death regardless.

Those being held hostage were the same, not wishing to bring everyone down with them... "Just do it!" Kohta shouts, as the man wrestling with him finally pulls his rifle away.

"You only want the car?" Takashi asks, conflicted.

Tsunoda nods, "That's it."

...

"Fine. You can have the car, just let my friends go."

Tsunoda nods, walking over with a smug grin, Saya, Shizuka, and Kohta are pulled out of the car, but-*BANG!*

Takashi hits the ground as a bullet shoots through his chest via Kohta's stolen gun.

"TAKASHI!" Rei lets out a horrified scream and runs over to him, only for Tsunoda to step forwards and slam his shovel onto her arm, breaking it and forcing her rifle out of her hands.

Saeko's about to start fighting back but is forced to stop due to the gun aimed at her... Master Swordswoman she may be, but that didn't mean she was able to deflect bullets...

"Surrender or die!"

...

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Michael crooks a brow as he observes all of this from a nearby rooftop, he'd made his way over after hearing gunfire, but certainly hadn't expected to run into Takashi and his group again. Still, it was easy to tell who was in the wrong, as the guys holding them at gunpoint seemed to belong to the same group who's been attacking innocent survivors all around the area. He'd already killed many of them, but he suspected that it wasn't all of them. Especially with the scene before him now.

"Right, well, let's play hero for now I guess." he mutters to himself, casting "Cold Embrace" on Takashi to stop him from dying and heal his wounds. "Ann-nnd, let's do Monolith Wards."

Tsunoda, his group, and everyone else is shocked as Takashi is suddenly encased in a large block of ice, leaving them totally unprepared as ten giant hands made of shadow sprout from the ground and grab them.

One grabs Tsunoda's leg and pulls him over, causing him to drop his shovel as it snakes across the floor and up a nearby wall, leaving him hanging from one leg. "W-WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!? WHAT IS THIS!?" he exclaims, glancing around in horror as he observes the strange shadow creatures deal with his group.

One man has all four limbs grabbed and pulled apart.

One man is stabbed in the stomach by a clawed hand and is forced to watch as it tears out his entrails.

One man has his head squeezed so hard that his eyes explode from their sockets, his skull imploding not long after.

Michael looks on at all of this with both shock and morbid curiosity, "Ah, well... Huh..." Darth is a bit more brutal than he'd expected... He wanted them restrained, crippled, or maybe dead for some of them... But this?... Perhaps letting the shadow monster decide their fate was a bad idea... "Oh well, there's more than one way to skin a cat I guess?"

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