heart, and triggering my pulse into acceleration as the
creature before me locks its gaze on mine.
It has two large oval eyes, a red slit running
through the middle of each, and the eye itself glowing a midnight
blue. It pulls its lips back in a silent snarl, sharp teeth jut out
from its gums, and a black tongue hisses out from the pits of its mouth.
I gulp, transfixed on the spot, and watch in shock as
it stands, and towers to over eight feet on its two hind legs, that
are fused with thick muscle and bone. Its thick, fury muscled arms,
hang to its sides like slabs of concrete. Its large paws, black and
white, have lethal cla ws
sprouting out from the skin.
Elis spins so fast that he is a blur of black and
gold. He grabs me by my waist, and before a sound even escapes my
throat, he jumps through the window, torpedoing through the glass.
W e go hurtling
outside into the cold night, my own screams ring in my ears. Glass
bites into my face, the jagged ends slicing into my pale skin. The
surroundings are a blur; a mish mash of images spun around and
around.
We fall with a thud, and my breath is knocked out of me, every ounce wasted and
depleted. I open my eyes to see stars twinkle down on me from the
night sky above. I realize I have fallen on top of Elis, who has
taken the brunt of the impact.
I slide off him, and hit the soft earth and the smell
of dirt and grass wafts up my nose. Elis seems unscathed and he smoothly rises to his
feet.
Then , I hear a
feral growl cut through the night air and I glance back at the
library just as the creature explodes from the glass panel window,
its blue demented eyes wide with hunger as it spirals through the
air.
A growl rumbles through Elis’s throat, the sound low
and primal, and before I manage to get a chance to say anything, he
leaps into the air, his mouth pulled ba ck to reveal his fangs.
He clashes with the creature in mid-air, and snarls
and growls echo through the night, and both of them go tumbling
onto the hard earth below ,
locked in a vicious embrace.
The creature lands atop of Elis, its thick fury
muscled arms pinning him to the ground, its snout wide open as a
brutal growl resonates from the darkness of its mouth. With a quick
flash of his arms, Elis pushes the crea ture off him, sending it reeling back, and jumps to
his feet.
The next moment, Elis is a blur to my eye, as he
careens into the creature, striking it from different angles. I
catch the flash of a blade followed by a sp ray of red. The creature falls back, a knife
protrudes from its broad shoulder, and it tilts its head back and
roars an agonising harsh screech. I cover my ears as the noise
threatens to explode my ear drums, and I stagger to my feet just as
the creature pounces.
It barrels towards Elis, its jagged teeth gleaming
under the moon light. It swipes at Elis with its clawed paws. Elis
gracefully steps aside, but a foll ow through paw knocks him back.
And the creature
springs.
It pins Elis to the earth, its forearms and hind legs
weighing down on his body. The creature bends down, mouth open,
teeth inches away from Elis’s throat.
Elis holds the creature back with both his arms and
turns his head in my direction. “Get to the car and Go!” There is
strain in his voice as he keeps the creature away from his throat.
Despite the situation, Elis’s light blue eyes seem focused and
c alm.
I hesitate, frozen in place by shock and fear, until
Elis screams again. “GO!
My body kicks into action, working on its own accord
as my limbs spark back to life. I sprint to the car parked across
the road, my legs pumping as my muscles work their gears. I almost
slam into the side door as I reach it. I refuse to look back as the
growls of the creature cut through the air behind me, followed by
Elis’s snarls.
I take the spare key
out of my pocket in trembling hands, the key that I always keep as
back up. I open the door, get in, and gun the engine.
***
I’m accelerating down the road. Buildings blur
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