Perceive

Hell Raised

Remember how I said, I am armed with two swords, now, nothing can go wrong. That's a giant pile of hot steaming, bullshit. Things tend to go haywire with me, all the fucking time. Cyborgs numbered 3 and 4, decided to play up on my fear of spiders. That freak George. Now if there was a spider, anywhere in the vicinity, and I mean anywhere, I would see it, and I would freak the fuck out. No one including me, knew why. I had faced down the worst of the lot humans with the shittiest of intentions, and I couldn't, for the life of me, face that creature.
How anyone knew that, was beyond me. But when they got those mechanical things to scuttle around me, I lost it. I froze. And I was pretty certain, that I was going to die. Slowly, and painfully. And not only that, I was about to fail. Fail my family, my dead family, and the love of my life. All because of could never understand or get over arachnophobia.
Just as I was about to accept it, and let go, I heard a menacing growl, as in turn you into stone, menacing. It wasn't the volume of it that bothered me. I could read the intent clearly. He wasn't going to fight the cyborgs. He was going to drive away the critters, so I could fight. It was like he understood my need to kill the bastard, in cold blood, more than me. If I was a murderer, what did that make him? I had never considered the moral implications of my kill before hand. I couldn't, or I would be dead. It's how I had been trained, I could almost hear my abuelas, no, no, no,pienses solo haz( no no don't think, just do) with a signature smirk, that I seem to have inherited from my mother's family. I turned to see the video feed, the pressure of the truth was too much for my poor parents. My brother seemed to be fooling around with his torturers. Where did he learn that. Or had he been observing me more than I had known? I couldn't worry about that much. I had to re focus. I turned my attention away from the spiders and towards the creepy cyborgs. It was as if they were waiting for it. A command word maybe. And I heard Georgie there, scream, " What are you waiting for, attack, you moronic metal heads!!!"
And it was bright red in front of my eyes, again. Why though, beyond me.
I slashed and hacked and burnt and broke, till there was absolutely nothing left in the room. But I was pretty sure, Georgina, there, had a bigger and nastier nasty, waiting for me somewhere else. As soon as I had that realisation, I looked at Adri, and we locked eyes. There was a gush of wind, like a door had opened somewhere. We ran together towards the room. Now if I wouldn't be paying attention, I would have bumped straight into the body in front of me with barreling force.
It was Gia, and she was pissed. " You started the party without me. Here I am, passed out in the dungeon, and you start the party without me. How could you! I deserve retribution, as much as you do. The bastard screwed my mother over, repeatedly. Sick son of a bitch  that man. I'm coming with you. I don't care what or who I have to see-"
She was cut off, by a loud growl. She saw Adri for the first time, in all his,....well....for lack of words, glory. Yeah I was right. I saw him again, too. His face, it was almost canine, he reminded me of that dog, Joe Friday. Except he looked menacing. His eyes, were pitch black. His mid facial region was elongated like a mix between a nose and a snout. And his jaw line was so clearly defined. Like you could cut stones with that thing. The most prominent feature though, was his height. It had gone up. I mean sure he was tall. But now he was hulking at 7 feet. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, complete with lean muscles, and hair? Gods he was hairy. He made me want to start a charity wax treatment foundation. But then again, he was a beast, so  instead of hairy, I was going to stick to furry. That was cuter.
Wow I even found this form cute, not scary, says a lot about my sanity, I know.
Coming back to the fight with Gia. I wanted to protect her, by letting her stay with my parents, and she was adamant to kill that rat, George. Adri had growled loudly, to alert us to the fact that we were both being unreasonable. So I did what I always did. I imitated his growl, and growled back at him perfectly. While he was staring at me like I had dropped out of Pluto, I turned to continue my argument with my bestie, and now sister. But before I could get a word edgewise, we all heard marching. Again, an understanding passed between the three of us. Me and Gia would finish this, and Adri would make sure we did, by protecting us.
We turned to the marching, and stood hand in hand in front of them. While I had mastered swords with a single blade, Gia specialised in two headed blades, and of course, pyrotechnics. Or in lame language, the art of blowing things, the fuck, up.
She came prepared with her blade and I noticed a bag on her shoulders for the first time. When I gave her a puzzled look, she said," Molotov cocktails," with a smirk worthy of abuela. I smirked right back and we parted ways. I took the 200 on the left, and she the 200 on the right. I couldn't really see what happened on her side, but I hoped she was okay.
Me, on the other hand, I realised that my mind wouldn't be very useful here, because this army was completely mindless and with out a conscience. My attack would have to be such, that after all the hacking and slashing I would have to make sure, Humpty Dumpty would never be put back together again. By Humpty Dumpty I meant the army of metal heads,(wow, that name stuck) in front of me. I hacked the first fifty,that foolishly came at me. And the rest were probably taking notes, at least on my side. I turned to my left, and I found Gia's side doing the same. We met half way, and I told her my plan of Humpty Dumpty never getting back together again. She laughed at my metaphor, and agreed.
Our next attack was a united front. Surprisingly, so was theirs. Ah, well, the magic of artificial intelligence.
We went forward. Me, by slashing and hacking. And Gia, by setting the bitches on fire. She would also throw, random Molotovs at the advancing army. Soon, there was no one left. Just a very tired me, Gia, and a smoking hot boyfriend, who caught both of us, just in time, before our respective worlds faded around us.