Supernatural War

Chapter 3:

*Above is about how much Michonne was laughing towards the end*

(Three years later)

I sat hidden behind some bushes at the edge of the dark forest. My body hunched over slightly to conceal my cover from the others.

Three years ago, the whole world was invaded by beings of high power. They could somehow..... transform into something unnatural in the minds of humans. The few remaining humans left call the high beings supernaturals.

During the first week of being invaded about half of the population was killed off, either from fighting back or for fun. Around a month after the humans started getting smarter, clever to their new surroundings. It took a year for most bodies to adapt to the new world that the mind had to see.

The reason the supernaturals are targeting humans is because of a urban legend, passed down through many centuries. The legend tells of a make werewolf volunteering to try the new serum others of the pack had made. The serum would change the person into a hybrid unlike anyone had ever seen.....

Others tried the serum before the man but.... only he had survived. The legend goes on to say that the hybrid is destined to find the 'special one'. No one knows why their suppose to met but it clearly says that the 'special one' is human.

I sighed, as my hand drew on its own accord. Looking around a man guarding, one of the many greenhouses, was staring at my general direction. Fear struck a chord in my gut and made its way to my heart. There was no way he could see me, I'd made sure I was hidden well.... I thought to myself.

I watched carefully as the man leaned over to speak to the guard on his left. They whispered back and forth for however many minutes before the went back to the way they were.

I wonder if that was about me, hmmm.....

All around the air grew deadly silent. The slightest hint of life would be seen from a mile away if something was to happen.

Suddenly, about a few feet away from me, a puppy burst through the confines of the darkened forest. The puppy couldn't have been but a few years old. I watched to see what the men would do.

Disbelief grew inside me as I saw one of the guards lift their rifle. Quickly I hid my belongings, knowing I'd have to make a brake for it. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as my body broke into a sprint.

My whole being squealed and reeled to life. As if someone started to play a song and I was the instrument with the strings. Instantly I stood in front of the puppy, holding my hand up to stop whatever was about to happen.

Then like things went back into place, everything was in normal speed.

My voice rang loud, fierce, pounding throughout the open area "STOP!"

The guards stood in shock as they saw what had just happened. A bullet went flying in the air towards me and they stood and watched, waiting for the fragile human to die.

The bullet flew into my body, hitting my lungs only to exit out the other side. My knees wobbled as a cracking sound met my ears. No tears came to my eyes when the pain got worse, but a laugh. Yes, a laugh formed at the back of my throat.

Not being able to hold it in, the laugh greeted the open area along with the guards. The laugh wasn't a bitter or resentful laugh. It was the kind that touched your heart and warmed every soul. It was a open-hearted, untainted, truthful laugh.

The puppy licked my hand in a form of comfort before cuddling my legs. Blood stained my shirt along with the ground around me. But.... somehow..... someway I managed to laugh.

Just before I had passed out from blood loss, I felt a pinch on my arm. Then a peaceful blackness consumed me.

-Hey guys and girls! Sorry if this chapter was long, I just got carried away 'as always'  but any who.... I hoped y'all enjoy the update and happy readings!