The Girl in the Cloak

Lost Fur

"We are surrounded little one. This does not bode well." The cloak was talking in rushed tones. "We must find out fast what to do."

Whispering Torikk spoke, "We must fight. It's our only way out this time." The girl looked to Fa. She already had her two blades out. One a curved dagger that was sharp enough to cut hair on the inside of the curve, and another that was a black dirk. The girl had never seen her wield these weapons before and now knew just how serious things were. As she looked around the room in front of her she counted ten men, all armed in thick steel plate armor.

"I count another twelve behind us little one." The cloak somehow could sense its surrounds now. It was a sensation neither of them had experienced together before.

"Torikk," The girl whispered, "they have twenty-two men by my count. We can't fight that many."

Fa responded instead of Torikk. "We only need to fight enough to get away little kitten, be on your guard." The boss started to speak.

"It will be fun to torture you three. Just like you have tortured me." He paused as if expecting a response. The room was completely silent when the girl noticed Torikk's fur on his neck standing straight up on end. then, barely audible, she heard something she had never heard before. Torikk was growling, his eyes fixated on the man in front of him.

"You will pay." Torikk hissed through exposed fangs, and in a flash, he darted towards the boss, both hands full of exposed claws. In an instant, Fa-Lees did the same. Dashing forward she pierced the dirk through one of the men turning to chase Torikk's kidney. Blood spewed as the body fell limp when she pulled the dirk back to a ready position. Before the girl could see another move she heard a shout.

"Duck!" The cloak had formed the claws once again and in the process warned her of an incoming axe. She ducked just in the nick of time, the axe burying itself into the wooden wall behind her. Spinning around she went to attack the man and noticed he had nine more men at his side.

"Little kitten! With Torikk now!" Fa-Lees was moving faster than the girl had ever seen her move before. Running towards the spot that Torikk and the boss fought. It was hardly fair but Torikk was holding his own. In a feat of elegance and ferocity, Torikk was spinning about kicking and slashing his claws at the boss and the three other men that assisted him. The girls found an obstacle in their way. Six men stood between them and Torikk. Fa-Lees didn't hesitate. With short, precise movements she ducks and weaved in between the men, slashing ankles or thighs with the occasional throat as she did. As Fa moved the girl tried to clean up what she left behind. Using her cloak claw, the girl slashed and stabbed anything in their way. Anxiety was filling her as she remembered there were still nine more men behind them. Turning around she saw them come up. She felt a thump against her back.

"It's me little kitten." It was Fa's voice. "We need to get through here but we need to thin the herd. Trust me and don't expose my back to them. Only go for vital shots and do not expose your own vitals." The words flew through the girl's ears in less than two seconds but everyone stuck. Waiting she took a deep breath and released it. At the bottom of her breath, she swiped her right arm up knocking an incoming blow with an axe to the side in the process. Noticing she missed the chance to strike she let the man fall as a second came in with a long sword. Thinking quickly she kicked the man in the knee as he held his sword over his head ready to strike her down. The kick landed true. She felt the crunch and with lightning reflexes threw an uppercut. The claws landed flush piercing through the man's bottom jaw. She felt the elbow of Fa hit her side surprisingly softly as Fa parried a strike on her end. Not letting this throw her off she looked at the next attack. This one came from two sides. The man on the right holding just a dagger was faster than the one on the left using a poleaxe. She grabbed the man's wrist as his blow missed her by the width of a hair. As she did she redirected the force down then up. The move landed true. The dagger was now deep in the poleaxe user's heart. Letting go of the man's wrist she threw her fist at the man's head, the back fist strike ripped through his throat as he tried to pull away from the strike. As he fell to the floor bleeding out.

"Spin!" Fa shouted to the girl. She reacted instantly with no questions. Fa's curved blade cut a man's arm off at the elbow. As he looked down to it her dirk went through his eye. The girl in the cloak's attention snapped to a shorter man. He held a crossbow.

"Fa a crossbow!" as she finished the word she saw a hand fly past her face and with it a dirk released. It landed flush in the short man's chest knocking him back dead instantly. Looking around ahead of her the girl saw only two men on her side.

"Only two more here I'm going in fast!" She felt a tap on her back by Fa's elbow and knew what had to be done. Rushing forward she pulled the dirk from the short man's chest. Using the claws first she parried the man's sword and quick as lightning slashed his throat with the dirk. In another flash, she pounced on the last man and ripped his throat out with her claws. Without hesitation, she turned back to where Fa-Lees was fighting.

"Right!" She shouted. Fa tilted her head to the left as the girl threw the dirk just to the right of her head embedding the blade in a man's head. In two quick movements, Fa slit the remaining men's throats. Drenched in blood the two looked at each other, said nothing, and ran towards Torikk.

Arriving at a flight of stairs the two looked down to see three dead men. The girl's eyes flicked to the side to see the boss of the gang on the ground, Torikk leaning over him, With a broadsword impaled through Torikk's chest.