"Don't ever fear the weapon you hold in your hands Makenzie. They are only working because of you. Without you, they are worthless." The heavy weight of the pistol rested in my small 8 year old hands. Not just the weight of the pistol but the weight the pistol carries with itself.
Push yourself Kenzie. Stop being a lil bitch. My lungs felt like fire and ice. My legs thrummed with burn and spasms. Screaming for a moment to rest. My ears felt hot and I could feel the clammy-ness surrounding my sweating and beat up body. Pushing through the bushes and trees the pistol was in my right hand. Ready at all times.
"Come on Winchester! Stop running from me!" The loud voice boomed through the woods. I stopped running and turned around. Raising my gun and lined it up with the level head. He grinned walking towards me. I fired my gun three times. One in the head and two in the heart. The tall dark haired guy fell on his knee and laughed. God this guy was insane. Taking off into the woods I searched for any information. Anything!
"Silver will kill most things. And if silver fails, nothing can run without a head."
I laughed to myself and looked around. A cabin sat quiet. It's gonna be close. I stormed towards the building and searched. I looked everywhere.
"Come on! Where is it!" I more like demanded then asked. I spotted it sitting on the first stair of the basement. Just as I took my first step the front door swung open. I bolted for the axe, dropping my gun and pulling the axe into my hands. The guy ran at me without a second thought. He screamed as I screamed.
I swung as hard as I possibly could. My axe made contact and tore through skin and bone. Blood hit my face and over my jacket. It went right into the wall with the loudest bang. Stuck in the wall. Silence filled the room and one bang hit the ground and a second. The head rolled around the counter and the body twitched slightly. I slid down the basement door and took my first good breath.
It felt like rust on my throat and salt rested on my lips. I picked up my pistol and knotted my hand in the guys hair. I walked out of the cabin and holstered my pistol. I grabbed the shovel and dug a pretty decent hole. I dropped the head in it. I heard it start growing and snarling from inside.
"Oh shut up." I muttered covering it with dirt. The sounds muffled slowly. I whiped my forehead covering my fist in blood and sweat. I groaned wishing for some cold water. Okay.. the hotel I guess.
"And no matter what Makenzie, don't ever stop hunting just because your tired. That's someone you could save."
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