bad little boy | fiolee

11 | And So It Returns

I heard people screaming outside and something snapped inside of me. I wasn't going to let all these humans die after just finding them. I ran outside and found myself greeted by five more of those weird forest monsters.

"FIONNA!" I heard my mother yell. I ignored her, knowing I'll get scolded for it later and lunged for the first thing. I slashed at it and sliced off a tentacle, soon its head. I quickly decapitated three more and looked at the last one.

It was huge. After it finished gobbling up some of the villagers, it quickly slid towards me, and clonked me upside the head with its tentacle. I sliced off its tentacle, and quickly sliced off four more. Only three more to go. I stabbed it in the side and it made this horrible sound.

It was an ear piercing shriek. I looked over at my mother, father, and Marshall, and saw them covering their ears. It slashed a spike covered tentacle at me, knocking me to the ground. I felt dazed, and something started dripping down my face. I put my hand to my face and pulled it away.

Blood. Great.

I wiped my hand on my skirt and lunged for the creature again. I stabbed its spinal cord and it shrieked again, falling to the ground. I heard people cheering, but the noise started to cease. As if it was stopping. Only it wasn't.

I was blacking out. Again.

Later, I woke up in a bed. I slowly sat up and looked around. I felt the side of my face again, and felt a bandage. A long one. It had to cover almost the whole right side of my face. I sighed and stood up, and walked into the room where everyone else was.

My mother and father and Marshall were talking quietly and didn't notice me walk in. I cleared my throat, to make it aware I was in the room and they all looked up at me, moving their heads so slowly, you would have thought they were in slow motion.

My mother smiled. "Fionna! Finally, your awake! Great!"

"Have I been asleep for long?", I raised an eyebrow.

"Three days," Marshall said quietly.

"Oh.", my face went blank. Three days? Three lumping days?! No way. That couldn't be right. Could it?

"The way you killed those beasts.. Have you fought like that before?" My father stood up.

"Yeah," I grinned, "I fight all the time. Well, for a good reason, that is. I fight evil monsters."

"Yeah, she's the heroine of Aaa," Marshall smirked, winking at me.

"Well, that is just-" my mother started until there was a knock at the door.