I laid there on the ground, staring at the gray clouds. Looked like a storm rolling in. I pushed myself up on my elbows and stared at the forest. I saw movement. Python was walking on the edge of the forest, then in front of me. He took a step. He recoiled.
"Can't get in can ya?" I snickered. "If you were the old Python, you could've ended this whole thing and we wouldn't be in this mess."
He snarled. "The old Python is gone and nothing would've changed."
"Oh, stop pulling that bullshit!" I looked up at the sky. A rain drop fell on my cheek. "The old Python is in you, but you just keep it bolted inside of you." I got to my feet. "The monster inside of you took over you."
The rain came down. I was soaked in 5 seconds. But I still stared at Python.
"No it didn't!" He spat, running into the yard.
I saw his skin burn. His scales started to flake off, but his skin still burned. His left cheek was completely burnt off when he got to me. Black bones stuck out. Above the burning skin was purple muscles. He grabbed my arm with his black boney fingers.
"Get the hell off of me!" I screamed, pulling my arm out of his grip.
His whole left side of his face was now being burnt off. Fangs stuck out of his teeth. No eye was in the socket. I screamed. Hit grabbed my arm and bit down, his fangs sinking into my skin. I felt the poison flow through my veins.
I slumped to my knees and looked to the sky. The rain pelted at me. Everything was blurry then clear.
"STORM!" Screamed Cobra
Python let go of my arm. I fell on the ground, mud squishing beneath me. In the corner of my eye, I looked at Python. 3/4 of his face was burnt off. He clenched a knife in his neck. His blood landed on the grass in front of me.He ran to get out of the yard. He pulled out the knife and threw it at the ground.
"You know, Cobra isn't always going to be there to save your scrawny ass." He shouted, before the poison took over.
END OF CHAPTER 27
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