Airmed's Survival

Free, Escape

I jumped off of Celtic and stared at The Keeper.

"Get back in your cage, dog!" He flashed the whip and I held my arm up to stop it from flicking my face, but the pain never came. Then I heard Celtic wail. He blocked it.

"Celtic!" I rushed to him, staring at his bleeding wound. "You monster!" I ran at The Keeper, my teeth and claws bared.

I dug my claws into his ribs at bit his throat. I let go when I heard the satisfying crunch his throat made. He fell to the ground and, as the life poured out of him, said, "Y-you be-beast..." His throat rattled and more blood poured as he spoke. I heard noises from afar and three more Keepers rounded the corner. I ran by Celtic and started to go in the opposite direction, but a dozen more Keepers surrounded us.

I then felt a burst of energy. My hair began to spike up (see description above) and my tail fluffed up. The patterns/swirls I had on me lit up a neon blue and my bandage melted off from the heat my body was radiating. My back didn't hurt, and when I touched it, the scratches were gone.

I glared at Celtic, who was red and black with black wings sprouting from his back.

What's going on? I thought. No time to think. Get yourselves out of there. With that final thought, Celtic and I rushed into battle, slicing and crushing The Keepers.

Afterwards, I fell on my back onto the ground, breathing heavily. The light on me died away, but Celtic's energy didn't melt away.