Vitrian Secrets - Onslaught 1

Chapter 14

Sofia swallowed hard. Her entire body shivered at the sight of the massive Night Furfur in front of her. She wanted to scream, but she restrained herself. She might not have been born a Vitrian, but she knew demons fed on fear, and she needed to exercise courage right now.

She stepped back, watching the reddened eyes of the demon. The Furfur launched, closing the gap between them. She turned and rushed to the gate.

The Furfur's talons dug into her back as the Furfur caught her before she got there. Sofia screamed.

The Night Furfur flapped its broad and enormous wings and pulled toward the sky. Sofia's body lifted ten feet above the ground. Fear set in, nesting in her like a bird finding a home. Her body tilted because she only had her right arm in her jacket. She hadn't properly put it on when she stepped out of Marcus' car. She swayed, and she felt she was about to fall as the Night Furfur pulled her higher up into the sky. She held on tight to little Wanda, still in her arms but stirring after her mother's scream.

She couldn't let the creature take her away. She looked down at the wall around the church compound; all she needed to do was get herself into it.

They were directly above it now. She slipped her right arm out of the jacket and fell from the Furfur's grip. Her ankle snapped beneath her as her right foot touched the ground at the same time her back landed on the red, interlocking bricks of the four feet wall, bones crunching as they slammed against the unforgiving cement. Her lower body and legs were outside the compound. She tried to push herself up and into the compound but rather her body fell back, she found herself just sitting her back on the short fence. She was yet exposed and very visible to the creature.

"Ahhhhhhh! Ah!" Sofia hollered in agony. Tears ran down her face from the excruciating pain in her ankle and back.

She had protected her daughter with her body, but the little girl in her arms was now crying.

The Furfur landed on the ground a few meters in front of her, the winter jacket still stuck in its foot. With her lower body and legs still outside the compound, the creature could see her.

"No. You shall not get my daughter nor me!" Sofia shouted. She had to get rid of the overwhelming fear. Her husband had taught her well; he had said to her several times, "To face a demon, you have to get the fear in you out. You have to fill yourself with courage."

Pain lanced through her back when she swiveled her body. She squirmed, trying to force herself to get up and go over the wall, but her body did not respond. The pain from her right ankle was excruciating. The Furfur's talons had dug into her back while pulling her up into the sky, tearing flesh and muscle. If the wound wasn't treated quickly, she wouldn't make it. She tried to pull her body up again, but it was to no avail; her back and ankle both hurt gravely.

The Furfur made a satisfied sound. It knew Sofia and Wanda were at its mercy. It charged forward, mouth wide open and three-inch long fangs exposed in full length. Its head went straight for the kill: toward Wanda.