Fate: Opression

8

Planet: Earth
Date: May 17 2020
Location: Private cottage – Outskirts of Boston (Lincolnshire - England)
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"Hah... hah... hah..."
This was hell.
Gray looked over her shoulder, and saw a nightmare.
The house, destroyed. The people, devoured. The Magus, Jacob, murdered. Everything around her was now gone, annihilated completely by the flames and that monster.
Only one thing, one person, remained beside her. The Servant: Eric Bloodaxe. The Berserker was fighting it. He was fighting that creature with a bellowing roar and a mad scream of rage. She had no doubt of the Servant's abilities, but just looking at that... abomination of the natural laws, she felt her mind going crazy. She fought back a shiver of fear on her back.
The blackness of the body. The repulsive presence that permeated the air with every breath it took. The disgusting stench it emitted. The heart-stopping roar every time it shouted. The tremor in the ground as it stepped on it. All these assaulted her senses, overwhelming them like never before.
She felt sick.
She panted, desperately trying to quell her upset stomach, but all it did was make it more uncomfortable. However, she tried to remain focused. She had to stay strong.
It was all in vain. The Berserker suddenly crashed right in front of her, a deep wound on his chest. His axe flew into the air, falling far away from him. He was growling, and thrashing and snarling in rage and pain while a steam of blood and prana came out of the wound on his chest. The... the creature had overwhelmed him. It was too strong even for a Servant. Gray had to swallow a whimper of fear from escaping her lips.
The Berserker looked at her, his eyes wide and filled with remorse and solemnity. "R-Run, child," he spoke, his voice hoarse. Whether it was because of pain or his Mad Enhancement, she had no way of knowing. "Run away... n-now!"
Gray trembled, clenching her fists. She tried to do as she was told, but it was too late.
The creature leapt at the Servant, landing on him with a loud thump and biting his neck with a feral roar. He tried to fight and resist, he tried to punch it away, but he failed. The wound was too deep, the monster too fast. With a scream of pain and a fierce growl, Eric Bloodaxe disappeared in a dust of prana.
The girl trembled as the creature rounded on her. She took Add from the cage and it readied itself, becoming a scythe all of a sudden.
The beast that had destroyed the house was clearly no ordinary monster. It looked like a large werewolf, yet at the same time it was different. A normal werewolf was usually slightly taller than a human, with soft fur, sharp eyes and long fangs and claws. This cruel mockery of a beast intead possessed a horrible black, half-solid body similar to a coagulating and repulsive liquid, with two rows of teeth baring madly at her. It was at least four meters tall, faster and stronger than normal, and large drops of liquid dripped from its body, creating pools of corrosive tar on the ground. Its eyes were red and glimmered with insanity, drool hanging off its open maw as it howled to the moon.
Without waiting, the beast attacked.
Gray reacted on instinct. She felt her scythe dig into its neck, just as its claw teared her shoulder open. The momentum of its leap was countered splendidly, but her still immature strength was insufficient to fully decapitate the monster and halt its charge, resulting in an injury to her.
With a yell, she threw the beast aside, its corpse melting into liquid and disappearing into the earth...
…only to reform a second later with a creepy growl and a snarl.
She forced strength into her legs, desperately trying to keep moving. Without any treatment, with only her palm pressing into her wound, she felt her right arm going numb. Yet, she ran forward without stopping, trying to escape from the roaring beast. Her scythe, Add, was screaming something at her, but she didn't listen.
The monster leapt at her, nearly biting her wounded arm, but she threw herself on the left just a second before it could land a hit. The monster stumbled forward, roaring, and Gray rolled to the ground with a whimper of pain. Add fell from her grip, completely forgotten, and the girl remained helpless before the fangs of the beast and its vicious snarl.
The horrifying creature lashed its paw, and Gray screamed in pain as she was flung aside, crashing into a wall of brick and stone. Her shoulder cracked, the wound throbbed with pain, and the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. Then, her ears began to ring and everything went blank for a while.
'Is... Is this how I die?' she mused with tired panting.
The beast roared, running at her with jaws wide open and ready to bite her. Add screamed madly.
Gray felt a tear trickle down her cheek.
'Teacher... I'm s-sorry...'
The beast lunged.
She saw it lifting its right paw, and a flash of black as it swinged it down.
Then, nothing.
...
A body fell heavily to the ground.
...
'Am I... dead?'
No, she wasn't.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, not knowing when she had shut them before.
An arm gently lifted her upper body, allowing her to see her savior.
A man.
With worried eyes, he was asking several questions to her, probably pertaining to her injuries, but her hearing wasn't working. Maybe it still hadn't returned from its damaged state. She didn't care. Her whole world was occupied by that man, by her savior, and his gaze focused solely on her.
His face was uncommon. It could be considered as 'handsome', almost otherworldly so. So much so, in fact, that for some reason he seemed to glow and stand out greatly in her eyes. 'Rugged' was what she could call him, too. Judging from the arm supporting her, he was also quite well-built. He had copper-red hair paired with golden-brown eyes. Again, quite uncommon. And if relief wasn't fooling her, her eyes caught a glimpse of two other people behind this man.
But that was all she was able to analyze as her head was struck by a severe dizziness, causing her consciousness to dim into pure black.