"My name is Michael, and I have come to slay the Jabberwock! Come forth, you beast!" The trunk divided, exposing a space. A black claw raked out, dripping with some substance.
I gulped, seeing it come out with grace. The Jabberwock was here.
It's slender tail coiled, and whipped out in the air. Dangerous, I thought. It's long fangs were sharp and yellow. I ran towards it, aiming for an arm. The Jabberwock dodged.
"My story is like you heard. I am deadly," it said.
I swung, huffing, but missed again. "The end speaks of an immortal creature that has lived for centuries," it murmured with sadness.
Yelling out a husky cry, I jabbed it's neck. The Jabberwock leaned back with serenity.
"That part of my story is not true. I die...just like you." I looked up to see misty, damp eyes. "I haven't forgotten humanity, like my brothers have. Let me be in peace. I have seen them suffer so much that I, too, have suffered, but first, the story needs to be told."
It paused, watching me. "There was a boy, just like you, but unlike you he was being threatened by the Jabberwock. Meeting it by the tree led to a battle that had to be fought. The fight ended with a boy standing above a dead carcass. You see? The Jabberwock was not immortal, just replaced. Now please, kill me. I have lived many lifetimes. It is time for this one to end." He bowed his head, and closed his eyes.
I didn't hesitate.
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The Monster Within
ParanormalMichael is a young boy that loves his family and village. He also understands that the monsters in the stories his father tells will only come alive if he believes they exist. Michael believes every word of the stories. And he is willing to make the...
