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"Run!" screamed the horned boy. "Seven is here! Run for your lives!" he waved his arms as he ran through the town made mostly of sheet metal, gum, spit, and hope. "RUN!" people of all sorts came out of their homes, screams and cries echoing through the night.
One of the shacks blew apart, a huge hole in one side.

"Pretty amazing what light can do, eh?" asked the blonde man as he placed some loose dirt into the feild of arcing electricity above his hand. "As objects gain speed, they also gain mass. As they approach lightspeed, the mass grows closer and closer to infinity. Even tiny clumps of dirt..."
The back of his hand exploded with light and another shack literally exploded. "Are capable of such feats of awesome power."
The floating robe nodded. "It's all thanks to you guys. Normally, these would be merely twinkles in a scientist's eye, but thanks to your power... we can do as we please." He opened what seemed to be a cellphone. "Send in the Achilles." he said simply, then, to the robe, "Behold what you have given us!"

It could only be described as a mech. That wonderful shorthand for humanoid tanks, walking engines of destruction. This one landed from a great height, scattering planks of metal like so much dirt. Hrom its 'hip', it drew what looked like a giant magnum.

"Do you feel lucky, punks?" the blonde asked darkly.

The hammer drew back, then slammed against the battery in the chamber. Energy flowed out, slamming into a winged humanoid, ripping their chest apart and ejecting it onto the ground. the humanoid fell, lifeless.

"Well? Do ya?"

The arm moved, the sights lining up with a man seemingly made of stone. The hammer pulled back, and slammed again. the red death moved, enveloped his head, and then it was no more than a red lump on the earth behind him.

"Do ya? Do ya?! HUH? DO YA?!"

With mechanical precision and relentlessness, eighteen more beings fell to the earth, peices of them scattered about. The gun opened, the batteries inside ejected by hydralics to slam into the ground, standing upright like six monuments to death. With swift motions, the mech replaced the clip, then closed the gun.

Something hit the mech from behind. A rock. The mech turned, to face the boy with horns.
There was no hesitation. The hammer drew back, and slammed.

The blonde on the hill laughed, and laughed.
WQhen he finished, he took in a great breath.
"Yes, die like the animals you are! Every last one of you! None of you ever deserved to live!"