9th Generation; The Celestial Knight Part 1

That Stray Dog is Totally Going to Eat Me for Dinner

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After 300 years of waiting for Mr. Spirit.exe to restart, the old man finally came back to reality and handed me a suitcase he fished out from under his desk. The suitcase was more like a travel luggage and certainly weighed as much as one if the luggage were to be filled to the brim with bowling balls that is. For one thing it was made of some heavy looking metallic alloy. Its sides were also glowing with baby blue neon lights. What really caught my eye was the logo on it. 9 circles in a ring formation. It was identical to the one that was burned on my chest that night...

More silence...

Then Mr. Spirit finally broke the silence. "Take that suitcase to your house as quickly as you can! Do not open it until you are inside! Is that clear?"

I stared at him blankly. If anybody's losing it it's him!

"I repeat, Is that clear?" he repeated almost yelling at me.

"Yes sir!"

"So go!"

I took off without another word hauling both my school bag and the bowling ball carrier with me. I half-jogged, half-walked as I tried to piece together what Mr. Spirit meant. As I turned the first corner, my forehead was already beaded with sweat. My house wasn't far but it was on a small hill and my small, none-athletic body was having none of it. The road ahead looked like a running track as my heart pounded for oxygen...

Wait... Why was I even in a hurry? I know Mr. Spirit said so but what could have possibly been in that suitcase for such urgency? Stolen gold ingots? Maybe if I returned them to the police they'd let me keep one. It sure did weight as much as a suitcase full of gold.

But the sensation wasn't excitement but fear.
Fear? Afraid of what? There was no one around except a small stray walking behind me. I'm used to seeing this stray playing with the younger kids of our school plenty of times. But this felt different. Different how?

My instincts told me that something was wrong with that dog. It just didn't feel right. A cold wind blew by and I was shaking. No. The ground is shaking and the vibrations increased with each step I took. I glanced back to see if the dog felt it too and ran like all animals during earthquakes but I suddenly realised it was leaving behind a huge trail of poo. Only it looked like it was actually dissolving the concrete and a fissure was forming in its wake. How did I just notice that? Wait is that a tentacle attached to this dog's belly? Why am I still calling this thing a dog?

I was being stalked by something out of the world. Something large and dangerous and definitely not canine. Apparently my brain did not like being stalked so it slapped my body and I bolted!

Just then the ground behind me erupted in a volcano of dirt and tarmac which sent me flying and out of the caldera spew out a creature dinosaurs would fear. It must have been at least 5 meters tall and as long as a bus and being on my back on the ground certainly didn't help make this thing any less scary. It's upper body resembled that of a rhinoceros if rhinos have 3 meter long glowing horns. The creature stared down on me with 3 pairs of beady snake-like eyes. Its nostrils flared drawing in my scent. It pinned me between it's strong lizard-like forearms. The beast's maw opened as it slowly inched towards my face no doubt savoring the thrill of the hunt. It had not teeth but a beak like that of a turtle and from it's beak emerged a tongue that would have mad a Xenomorph jealous. Small tendrils pulsing with electricity branched out from the main stem. They made their way closer to my face like snakes in a gorgon's hair until they were almost touching.

A brief thought popped through my head; 'This is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me on a birthday!' That happy little thought was quickly interrupted by a stab of pain in my chest. Death-rhino must have impaled me with its horn. No... I don't feel any blood flowing down my sides. And my heart's still beating...

Through the reflection on a car door that was conveniently parked next to me I saw that the 9 circles had reappeared on my chest! Unfortunately it also gave me a better view of my death sentence which I could have done without.

Hidden behind the beast's powerful shoulders rose a hump comprised of luminescent purple crystals. Yet again lightning arced from it. Protruding from the top of its head was a lure like an angler fish's but with the light bulb replaced by an expressionless cute little dog. The perfect adaptation to hunt humans if you ask me. The animal's face was scaly like a crocodile but I soon realised that the scales transitioned into lobster like-exoskeleton at its hind quarters. The metallic armour made its way down its 3 pairs of insect legs each full to the brim with razor sharp spines. To top it all off was a whip-like tail tipped with a deadly halberd which lashed out at the air like it somehow wanted to kill the air too.

A deep mechanised howl!

I thought it originated from the creature but Death-rhino raised its head and scanned its surroundings clearly startled. What on earth could possibly scare this thing? Heck what in the universe could do that.

I could just make out the silhouette of a figure behind Death-rhino's enormous body which still loomed over me.

Is that Mr. Spirit sprinting on all fours?