Flee The Facility

Chapter 16: Fight Back or Run?

Melody, Crystal and Cloudy were crawling through the vents, when Melody stopped abruptly, making the others crash into her. Melody shot them a quick glance, and whispered, "he is... here."

"Huh? Who?" Crystal asked before realising. "Oh... wait, is it what I think it is...?"

"Yes, who else could it be?" Melody snapped. She observed The Beast closely, watching his every move. The Beast was cursing under his breath about how one of the Survivors managed to escape him and even used his own weapon against him, how she should be careful next time she saw him, because he had trained and would knock her out. Melody sighed, and without expecting it, Crystal accidentally pushed her and Cloudy out, tumbling after them.

"Ha, I FINALLY found you. Really thought you were so smart, huh?" he said with a smirk, pointing at Melody. "Seems like you dropped my precious hammer along the way, and now I have it. Want to battle again? I am pretty sure I will beat you." Melody, holding a small tube of acid she found when she was pushed out, decided to challenge him.

"Oh yes, I would love it. A nice challenge, between you and me. I am pretty sure I might have the possibility of beating you. However, we are not sure yet. So come at me if you feel like it," she spoke calmly. The Beats lunged at her, surprising Melody. She stumbled, and opened the cap, and poured some of the acid on him, saving the rest for later. He yelped, as the acid stung his skin, working its way to his bone. He cursed again, and soon, it was turning to a full battle between the two.

-New Part-

The fierce sounds shook the area, the walls shaking from terror, the tables falling as if to try shield themselves from the battle. Sound was the only thing that was there. The repeated clanging, the voices, it all continued until The Beast just suddenly... disappeared? Vanished, to be exact. Melody and Crystal looked around confused, and Cloudy just stood there, with wide eyes. "I'm sorry," Cloudy whispered. "It's for your own good," she knocked them out, dragging the, back to the vent. Their limp bodies hanging like a ragdoll, as Cloudy struggled to push them in. She shut the vent, and peered through the gaps. The Beast had reappeared. Cloudy looked carefully, and held her breath.

The Beast shook its head, and stomped away.