Bonus chapters of the Nevah Vis series.
Book 1- Confluent [completed]
Book 2 - Imperable [completed]
Book 3 - Torrent [completed]
Cover creds to @-beIIamybIake
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12 year old Nevah
Run.
That was what was running through my mind at the moment as I kept weaving through the crowded streets. Taking a glance over my shoulder, I saw the empousa shoving people aside as she made her way closer to me. Her dark brown hair billowed in the wind as she did a weird limping run. Her metal leg blinded me as it reflected the sun's rays into my eyes. Blinking, I looked at her donkey leg instead. A snarl left the Greek monster's lips. Gnawing at the inside of my cheek, I picked up my pace.
"You can't run forever child of the sea! I will catch you. And I will kill you." She yelled in Ancient Greek. For some weird reason, I could fluently understand the old language.
"Yeah? I'd like to see you try Ass Face!" I retorted back in Greek. Another thing, I can speak it fluently too. Turning a corner, I saw the monster's eyes flare with anger. You could basically see the steam steaming out of her ears.
"Gah! You despicable child!" She seethed. I giggled, enjoying her reaction as I ran into the dirty alley way. Blending into the shadows, I grabbed my pocket knife and flipped it open. A metallic clang echoed throughout the dark alley as the empousa grew closer. I licked my lips anxiously. "I know you are in here. Just come out and end your suffering."
The empousa stopped a few feet in front of me, scanning the dark alley. She still hasn't noticed me yet. Twirling the pocket knife, I stepped out of the shadows quietly. Walking up behind her, I smirked.
"Yeah," The empousa twirled around to face me. I stabbed the knife into her chest. She screamed, clawing at my wrists. "I don't think so."
"Arg!" Ass Face screamed out in pain. I yanked the pocket knife away. The Greek monster clutched her chest as she growled. With eyes wide, I ran back into the busy streets. Looking over my shoulder, I saw the monster stumbling after me. Great.
Don't look back. Don't look back. Keep running.
But fooood. My stomach protested. I frowned.
No time for food. Live first and eat later.
Foooood. My stomach growled.
I let out a groan as I shoved past people. They yelled in protest, some curses here and there, as I tried to put as much distance in between me and that horrid mutated-science-experiment-gone-wrong. I mean, seriously? Half human, twenty-five percent metal and twenty-five percent donkey? Psh. And people call me a weirdo.
Sure, I wear tattered clothes and I may have a birds nest on my head, but I am not a metal-and-donkey-legged-monster.
Wait...now that I think about it, I did attract a bird once. It did try to put sticks and mud into my hair to make it a comfy nest. Maybe I am weird. Shaking my head, I pushed those thoughts away.
