Forever and Always

Chapter 9

Clara sprinted towards the herd of aliens, her claws extended, fangs bared, and ready more than ever. She and Bucky, along with Nat, ran at the same speed, not in any rush to fight aliens, but Steve and T'Challa raced ahead, almost anxious to start fighting.

Clara, along with having her claws and teeth exposed, had her other senses dialed to the max as well. With her heightened senses, she was swift and agile, and as long as she stayed focus, she would be almost impossible to attack. The aliens were several feet ahead of her. Up ahead, she noticed a piece of the ground sticking out of the ground, and she sprinted towards that lip. She stretched her legs out, and she used the lip as her advantage. She ran full speed until she was at the very end, and she pushed herself off and into the crowd of aliens.

       Clara knew her senses allowed her to be ten steps ahead of every single one of those aliens on the field. She'd feel them coming way before they got to her, and they'd be down before they could even lay one of their scaly hands in her. Even though she was in the air for not more than five seconds, she was able to scope out the area and plan. She landed on top of the me of the aliens, her weight bringing it down. She dug her claws into the aliens back, causing it to squeal. Keeping her claws in its back, she quickly got off and threw the squirming alien at three others charging at her from behind with a great amount of force. All four aliens tumbled on the ground, and before they could get back up, Bucky had shot them all down for good. She was about to thank Bucky, but he moved on to the next alien, and she had this feeling that more were coming behind her. She could hear the snarling of it get closer, and just as it was behind her, Clara whipped around, her claws extended, and slashed her claws right through its throat. It let out a loud squeal before falling to the ground, motionless. More and more kept coming at her, and dodged them in every way possible. She went over them, under them, even between them, and when she got in a good position, that was when she would use her claws. There was about five minutes of continuous dodging and killing, and by the time she was able to finally catch her breath, she was surrounded by the corpses of aliens. Ooooh, this is gonna be a lot to clean up afterwards, Clara thought as she looked around. Around her, bodies were falling, but fortunately it looked like most of the bodies were the disgusting aliens. The yells of the aliens and the allies never stopped, and soon enough, Clara found herself battling herds of aliens once again.

       "Come on, is that the best you've got!" She screamed at the aliens as they tried to rip her face off. She punched and swung and kicked and slashed. Anything she could do to keep these scaly things off of her. And it worked, she was able to kill every single one of those things that came towards her. And on rare occasions when none were coming towards her, she would you her senses to see if anyone else needed help, which was always the case.

         Clara was breathing heavily. Her face covered in sweat, and her hands covered in alien blood, suddenly she heard screaming behind her. She turned around and saw that at least six aliens were on top of Nat. She was still holding them off, but it didn't look like she could hold them that long. Before Clara could even think of a way to help Nat, her feet were already moving.

        "Get off of her, you disgusting beasts." Clara jumped up on the backs of one of them, and using her weight, she brought it down to the ground and onto its back. Before Clara could kill it, the alien waved one of its arms, and one of its massive claws got her in the forehead. She let out a quick scream, then she glared down at the alien and swiped her hand across its neck. The aliens screeched, then it turned into gurgling, and finally it went limp. Clara went right to the next alien, killing that one much more quickly, and then to the next one until finally Nat was able to fend for herself again. They were both breathing heavily by the time they were all dead, and Nat looked her Clara and pointed at her own forehead.