A dark figure rose from the shadows. It was a wicked 4 legged beast, the skinwalker. Joe the skinwalker hastily pounced making for a gruesome stab as he ripped the face off of K Mac in a grotesque manner. Carrie screamed as the fearsome beast swallowed K Mac's face, diverting his attention. Joe raised his inhumane legs into the air as a loud thunderous lightning bolt struck the ground revealing Joe's face in the darkness. He leaped at Carrie with his giant claws. The swipe barely missed as Joe growled into the darkened misty night. Fierce from just missing Carrie, Joe began howling into the sky. His skin began falling revealing a horrid, lengthy, bony creature underneath. His back began to tear open as what appeared to be wings grew out whilst Joe spazzed violently with his razor sharp claws. The transformation was complete, but as Joe was transforming, Carrie had gotten away to hide. Carrie stood, shivering behind a tree as Joe leapt from branch to branch, searching ferociously. Carrie could hear the trees shake as the rain pattered down. Just as it seemed it was too late for Carrie, as Joe was creeping near her, a loud shot rang out from her left. Carrie looked over and was appalled at who she saw. Standing heroically, with a twelve-gauge double-barreled Remington with a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel, and a hair trigger, was Kat. Joe scurried at him as he blasted buckshot into one of Skinwalker Joe's scaly arms. He screeched in pain and hurried away into the thick bush. Carrie came out of hiding, and stumbled towards Kat for help. He spotted her and ran towards her. As they were about to reach each other, Joe swooped in and tore his head off with one quick slash. He flew up screeching in an angry rage. Carrie stood there in shock and didn't move until Joe had taken a vigorous slash at her. Stained in Kat's blood, the same blood caused something unexpected, something almost out of character, a feeling, to run through her. She dashed for the twelve-gauge double-barreled Remington with a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel, and a hair trigger. Unfortunately it was not loaded, so Carrie was not able to shoot Joe when he swooped down once more. She dove for Kat's body, hastily searching his soaked pockets for any ammo. Joe was speeding at Carrie again and was coming at her fast. Carrie frantically searched for something in His pockets. Joe was too close and Carrie had made a quick side dash to the left barely dodging the long, bloodied claw. She continued searching and found one more bullet in one of the pockets. Joe swooped down, charging fast at Carrie as she stumbled to load the bullet into the Remington. She lifted the heavy gun up, with barely enough time to aim, pulling the trigger. With a flash of the gun and a loud bang, Joe's lifeless body flew into the mud. Carrie dropped the gun and walked away, as the rain washed the blood stains and mud out of her.
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