PARADISE: WRATH OF CHILDREN [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER FIFTY

A BLINK OF LIGHT!

“PAUL!” Jack yelled, his eyes widened.

The cannibal violently snatched Paul as he screamed in pain. It moved him toward its mouth. Memories of both his mother and sister get tossed in the cannibal’s mouth came back flooding in Jack’s head.

More cannibals raced for the cannibal holding Paul. He quickly snapped from his paralyzed state crawling for his axe. That was when he saw the cannibal that was carrying a great axe seated down wounded, it was a few distance from him. He quickly took his axe and got on his feet. The pain from his ankle shot in sending him back into the ground.

The wounded cannibal sniffed able to pick up his scent. Its hand moved toward Jack who was holding his wounded ankle, his face tensed. 

“Your father was a great man but you will be much greater than he is,” his mother’s words came back in his head, followed by Paul’s words.

“I want you, Anna, Charles, Hector, and Pam to go to paradise not die,”

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry Jill and mother,” he mumbled, tears clouded in his eyes.

The cannibal roared, its hand moving closer to Jack. His hand loosened from the axe looking up the dark sky then closed them.

The sound of bullets being fired, awakened him.

“Jack!” William’s voice followed.

His eyes widened as he saw Hector before him his hand on the cannibal which was picking him up. “Hey,” William said appearing besides him, gun blazing.

“W…Will,” his voice came out trembling. “H…”

“Yes, it’s me, now get up we don’t have much time,” helping him up.

A groan escaped his lips. “My ankle,”

“Don’t worry I got you,” picking him up.

“Pa…Paul,”

The sight of cannibal felling like dominos as Barbara jumped from each that fell to the next, a steel rode at hand came to his view.  She jumped to the one moving Paul onto its mouth, running her rod on the side of its mouth as a loud scream left its mouth.

She then ran the rod on its hand as its fingers dropped on the snowy ground, Paul following. “Anna!” Barbara yelled.

Anna rose from the sleigh which was parked a few distance from the scene, with Charles beside her who had a shotgun at hand. She stretched her hands out, her fingers moving involuntary like she was playing piano. Strings left her hands swiftly dodging each cannibal heading straight for Paul. They went through his hands and feet.

 “GOT HIM!” she yelled.

Suddenly a Baphomet appeared from nowhere racing for the sleigh. Charles fired bullets at the Baphomet but its sharp edges on the wings dug through his chest as blood splashed in the air.

 A scream left Anna’s lips dropping Paul on the ground, who groaned terribly, struggling to get up. Its other sharp edge went through Anna’s chest, her eyes widened but no blood leaked from her chest. The edge went out from her as she dropped on the sleigh.

 “Anna!” William yelled as Jack pulled the shotgun sticking out from William’s bag pack firing bullets at the Baphomet, while William ran toward the sleigh.

The Baphomet snatched the basket that was under the blanket, covering itself with its wings, blocking the bullets that Jack was showering at it. The Baphomet than flew in the air heading for Paul on the ground.