[h3]Michael Sonnen[/h3]

In face of the Githkin, Michael had knowingly smiled at the futility of it all. 

The bullet had done nothing; a lot less than he had first thought it would but it had only proven his gut feeling. The Githkin were too monstrous to combat, Galatect was too godly to even think of rebelling against. And even still, with all this fear, despair, and certain death; Michael had managed a smile. 

Soon though it died. The war around him wouldn't allow him a moment's peace and now, neither would his opposition. He scowled at the demon-faced creature, eyeing the only mark he had inflicted on the beast with contempt. [color=red][b]"Bring it,"[/b][/color] he muttered ever-so-quietly; summoning his rage from the pit of his guilt. 

[color=red][b]"Come on!"[/b][/color] he screamed next, demanding the creature to charge with a ripping gesture towards himself. [color=red][b]"Come onnnnn!"[/b][/color] He moved backwards as he did, keeping the gun at his side and the pickaxe comfortably in grasp. 

[color=red][I]If I meet you now, Courtney... If you're looking... than you'll know I did everything in my power to pay you back for failing you. I won't die without taking at least one of them with me. I'll look him in the eyes when I do... carve a smile on its face.[/I][/color]

Michael glanced his surroundings for something that could help him; his mind was too occupied to find anything worthy. He found it consumed in this war. Filled with adrenaline. Everything came just a tad slower but none of it seemed to make any [I]real[/I] sense to him. That was until looked the Githkin in its pitch-black eyes again. 

[color=red][I]His eyes... I'll aim for his bloody eyes! I gotta stay alive long enough for an opening. Its crazy to even think of fighting this monster but I-I don't have much choice.[/I][/color]