Death on the breath of wing

chapter 3

I wake up in the morning after having the most wonderful dream when I feel someone’s hand sliding down my back. I gasp and jolt awake, then I see Brody’s beautiful face “So it wasn’t a dream” I sigh, relieved. I cuddle back up and I am half asleep when someone slaps a hand across my mouth, my eyes snap open but my back is to my attacker and then I realise that Brody is nowhere in sight. I bite my attackers hand and spin around when he releases me, his hand soaked in blood (I am well known for my super sharp canines) “What have you done with him!!!” I scream. The offender turns around and I almost scream at his demonic face, almost. You see I have never screamed or cried at anything, I am tough and nothing can faze me. But this almost did it. “ What have I done with who” the demon growls menacingly, “With Brody you big galumphing…” I trail off as I see Brody in the corner holding a knife, his eyes go wide as the demon starts to turn around. However there is one thing you should know about me is that when I want to be listened to I am. “Look at me when I am talking to you!!!!” I shout at him. He swing around so fast I hardly catch the movement but I cover my fear by annoying the crap out of the demon. “NAH, NAH, NAH, NAH, NAH YOU CANT CATCH ME!!!” I yell and as I hear Brody gasp in the corner, I know that saying that was a mistake. Just as I am re-thinking I feel myself flying through the air, I hit a wall and drop crying onto the ground. I get up, swaying and crying when I feel a burning sensation in my chest “NO!!!!” I hear Brody cry I hear a horrifying roar and I look up in time to see the demon disappear in a ball of flame, finally I can’t take it, my legs give way and Brody catches me just before I hit the ground, the last thing I see is the tears running down the cheeks of his beautiful, worried face.