Hunted
"Auuughh". Hold-up. Right now you may be wondering what in the world is happening and why I was screaming. Long story short, I was being hunted. By what you may be thinking. Two words: The Shadow.
The Shadow is a demonic hound that lives off on the souls of innocent people. Okay, maybe the people aren't so innocent. But still, this monster sucks the souls out of people in the most disgusting and dangerous way possible. That in my opinion is totally and utterly wrong.
Anyways back to the hiding part of this topsy-turvy hunt. And in the meantime it was working well. I was hiding in a well sought out cave with an old alliance. My ally is a vampire whose name is Demonia. I know that sounds totally ironic because of the whole demonic hound being mythical and all but yep, my ally's a vamp. The major similarity between me and my ally is that we both have a gigantic vendetta against the Shadow.
"Graauuwwrrr", the Shadow snarled menacingly
"Holy dang, how'd you find us here," I replied in a shocked trance. But at that instance I seemed to have an intuitive thought. I thought about how everywhere we went, the Shadow seemed to know where Demonia and I were. Demonia must have betrayed me.
I should've known. Never trust a vampire whose name is Demonia. I never really knew how it felt to be betrayed but now I felt it hit me so hard I was surprised I didn't fall to my knees. I felt my anger boiling up inside of me and that's when I let all my anger and hatred spill out. The noise that came out of mouth startled me for a second, but I forget about it and attacked.
Letting my anger and hatred out felt good. I lashed out at the Shadow and was bubbly with joy when my nails made a satisfactory slit in the beasts arm. I wasn't much of a fighter but it felt good to be able to hurt the thing that gave me all my misery. To be able to inflict pain on the beast that lived on people's souls. I was joyous to be able to finally have gotten my vendetta on the Shadow. I guess all the running away and hiding just made me stronger.
When I was done with destroying the beast, I went for the back-stabbing vamp, Demonia. But before I killed her, I left her a little message.
"You should've have never betrayed me. But don't worry, I heard that where you're going, they enjoy punishing the wicked rather roughly", I spoke the words softly, but with as much malice as possible. Then I killed her. It felt good to get all the hatred and anger off of my chest. Little did I know that the Shadow had an accomplice. An accomplice that wasn't as harsh as his friend, but still harsh enough to kill someone painfully. I knew it was him when I felt the sharp knife go through by back. I fell in pain, but I wasn't dead yet. I fell down and pretended to die. The good thing about the Shadow's helper is really dumb. It came closer to see if I was really dead, and that's when I grabbed him. I was in pain so I killed him in the easiest way I could: I snapped his neck. The pain was incredible, and before I knew it, I was out. For good...
THE END!!!
