idiot - steddie

Seven

The thunder continued on, growing louder and longer with each passing moment. The creatures feasting on me chittered as they slurped up every single scream and every single  struggle I gave off. I shook violently under the bats' bites, and my hold on the tail around my neck slowly loosened more and more, causing the small leeway in my throat to close up with it, making my breaths more manual, and more needed.

It was torturous to see my life slowly die and wither away in front of my very eyes, forcing me to watch the bats make a thanksgiving meal out of my stomach, and the one around my neck made a necklace that would soon kill me if I stop pulling on it.

Suddenly, a hard thwack was heard from above, and a bat that was once feeding on me went tumbling off across the piles of vines that I had been thrown into beforehand, and it was all done by no other than Eddie Munson, who was wielding the same oar I once had myself. "Hey there." He said, as I met his stare, I didn't say anything back as he flung the next bat into oblivion with the second swing of his wooden paddle. His brown hair slapped against his face, and he looked more determined than ever to get the bats to back off me once and for all.

Eddie ran around the other side of me, "Quick! Hold it, Wheeler!" He yelled from beside me as she slammed the bottom of her boot down onto the tail that was slowly falling off of my neck. Causing it to squeal and wriggle under her hold. Just like I had been doing moments before. "I got it." She replied breathily, holding it down as Eddie slammed it with the bottom of his oar. Another dived down, and Robin was the first to notice it. "Shit." She said, keeping her eyes locked on it as she slapped it across the body with her own oar, sending it off into the mountains of vines behind me. "Yeah! Come on!" She shouted, holding her oar over her head like a baseball player ready to strike a home run. "Eddie!" Nancy grunted as she put her hands together, clutched around the flashlight she had gotten from Robin, and slammed down on the tail of the bat that was currently suffocating me half to death. "Come on please!" She shouted out, her tone faltering and shaking the more effort they put in to killing the bat. Eddie was biting down on his lip, his hair falling over his face and casting a shadow over his nose bridge. He looked ethereal.

My stare was ended by the grip the bat had on me tightening and I was forced to look away as I fought between life and death to turn the other way and loosen the chokehold. "Shit! Eddie, behind you! Watch out." Robin yelled as a loud chitter rang through my ears, and I heard a bat bite down on Eddie from beside me. Tears swelled in my blinking eyes, and I put up a higher fight with the bat around my neck, more determined as ever to get the creature off of my neck so I could help the only man that I had ever found interest in in my whole life. The man that even though it seemed unlikely, I liked him. I liked him a lot.

Someone's oar broke from above me, and I could barely even tell by the cracking of wood that pierced my ears.

I finally pulled on the creature enough, and the bat came free. My breath came back in one fell swoop, and the now deadly mammal tried it's best to run away from me, but I didn't let it go that easily. That little bastard almost killed me, and now it was my turn to kill it.

"Come here!" I said between gritted teeth as I squeezed it harder, pulling it closer towards me. Robin got the bat off of Eddie's back, leaving a bloody bite mark on the wings
of his back. Nancy was fighting off the other airborne monsters with what was left of her broken oar. The lightning that remained in the fallen sky slowly receded and calmed down, Eddie grunted as he recoiled away from the bat, "Eddie!" Nancy breathed, watching as the long-haired man came forwards and held his oar up above his shoulders. "Go to hell!" He yelled out, stabbing it straight through the chest as it let out a pained squeal, and slowly died underneath the pressure he shot through with what was left of him as he slammed the tip of his oar down into its abdomen.