Love Reaps

Chapter Eight: Monster Mob

“Where the hell is Daemon!?” I screeched repeatedly in my freaked out mind. The cat like creature was moving closer. Swinging its razored hooks as it came. My shield arm was dripping and my legs were grazed.

I scrambled to my feet, still holding my glass splintered limb. I began to hobble away, trying my best to create a bigger distance between me and the killer kitty.

But again those dreaded pot holes had to be in my way. Though the one I tumbled over seemed more like a manhole. I had become stuck…in a pit…and the cat was now towering over me.

I gasped, because well I have to say, it was more impressive then the Wolverine. And I was right below it.

It sprained me out by my gut, letting me go in mid-air. I sprawled into a bush, which for me was lucky. It was cushier than the potholed, cement roads.

“Why is it attacking me?” I moaned, through leaves and twigs. I was getting ticked off now. I spat out the bush bits, which managed to get in my mouth on my flight over.

The giant clawed cat stopped over towards me. I clambered towards it. I was fuming, and my arm felt like a spiked club. We stopped and faced each other, waiting for the next move. Like a western movie scene you could say.

It gave out a growl, getting some attention from nearby beasts. Anger was pumping through me, keeping my legs under me, instead of collapsing. The cat creature then swiped at me, unsheathing more of its already pretty huge claw. I went to my knees and scampered under its swipes. I eyed my bashing arm, and reluctantly removed a dagger sized glass shard. Then carving it into its furry, muscled legs.

It roared in pain, trying to then swipe me again. Swinging its paws of doom under then back up again, each time missing me by inches. I was getting sick of feeling like a mouse. The constant being swiped at rising my irritation.

I came from behind and loped onto its hunched back.Seizing its hair as a new form of rock wall, moving up its long arching back. I held the glass dagger in my teeth, praying it won’t shatter in my dry mouth. I have enough of them in my arm.

I stood on all fours, at the back of its head. Carefully removing the dagger from my mouth.Quickly I dug it through and into its head. Causing a loud shriek to rupture through the once silent town.

The giant cat fell gradually to its knees, falling to the hard ground like a log. I almost had the urge to yell out timber! As it made its descent.It landed hard, but stayed motionless. Did I just kill the thing?!

I got to my feet, legs shaking, and bashing arm aching. I gazed down at the lifeless Kitty. A faint smile appeared on my face. I just killed…a monster cat. I was once again dumbfound, but proud of myself. It’s not every day you can say; you just killed a giant killer cat all by yourself.

I snapped out of my moment of pride. Realising I wasn’t the only one who had noticed my achievement.  Masses of glaring beast eyes, boring into my flushed skin.

“Wow, this is like school…” I muttered, with a disturbing chuckle.