Reckoning

After closing your laptop; you lay back in your window seat hoping to get some rest on your flight back home. Suddenly you're interrupted by a loud humming noise and you look outside your window to see another plane pulling closer to your plane. The wing of the other plane near touches your window when it suddenly ascends over your plane and the hum is now coming from the ceiling. Suddenly the windows to the plane shatter as gunfire from outside the plane begins to enter, killing many of the passengers. There are screams as the chaos ensues around you. You get up to make your way to a safe hiding place but people are pushing and shoving around you making it harder to focus on finding a safe haven. The door to the plane pulls off and men in black camouflage uniforms enter with guns in hand. Then one last individual enters. He was dressed and looked more eccentric then the other soldiers near him. His skin is Caucasian and hairless. His arms were bare and massively hulking. He wore a black vest with metallic lining; his muscular massive legs were draped in black camouflage pants with boots black and glossy. He towered over the other soldiers but what made him the most intimidating was his head. It was bald with pulsating veins. His mouth and nose where encased by an elaborate contraption. There were six steel teeth like cylinders on the upper and lower part of where his mouth was. It looked like a bear trap crossed with a gasmask. Fear grips you as his eyes meet yours and he makes his way towards you. He kills each remaining passenger in his way. You try to move away but fear has your legs immobilized. He towers over you, looking down he takes you by the collar and pulls you towards him with your feet dangling above the ground. "What…are…you?" are the only words the slip through your lips as you come face to face with the behemoth. "I am your reckoning but for now please save the fear for later as I shall gladly thank you for taking the time out of your impudent life to favourite a piece at Mobis-New-Nest" says the hulking beast. "General Bane, the plane is crashing" says one of the soldiers to the hulking man. The hulking man props you over his right shoulder "We have a long way down, I hope you are not afraid of heights?" he says followed by a sinister laugh. As you scream while descending hundreds of miles an hour towards the earth you begin to wonder if it was really worth favouring a piece at Mobis-New-Nest.