Chapter 1 Followed
I am the death that follows you
I am the shadow that is your doom
I will pursue you and slay you
I am Grimalkin
My feet and heart beet as one, I sprinted at full pelt. I carefully finger each of my blades and dagger as well as my long blade. I could hear my abhuman enemy perusing me. As the wind stated to blow, I stopped and took three long sniffs. I could tell that they where no more than one mile away and gaining with every stride. As I sprinted on, I fingered my best and favorite blade, my first blade that I ever forged. A litter of leafs covered the floor of the thick forest that I ran through, dodging branches and long roots. As I entered the killing sight that I had carefully chosen to slay my pursuer, I slowed to a jog and sniffed into the wind one more. My pursuer was approximately six hundred yards away and closing the ground between us with every stride. As he approached, I melted into the shadows well aware that they could sniff me out without even trying. I took two blades in my hands and fingered the thumb bones that where around my neck, containing my magic and a store of power. Only a year ago I had slain the previous Malkin clan assassin and had taken her place as assassin of Malkin clan.
The first bone that I fingered and drew the power from was Seeley Fang's thumb bone. I had slain her as the second person I had ever killed as an assassin. She had been a powerful witch and had considerable power, a strong supporter of the dark. I muttered and I felt the strength and power lost form the run return. As the abhuman came into view I stepped out of the shadows to confront him. He had large muscular arms and his mouth was filled with teeth that where needle sharp and where slightly too big for his mouth, his legs where hairy and strong. He was tall, about eight feet at least and stronger than I was. I prepared for him to spring at me, but instead, he spoke.
"Give up Grimalkin" he hissed saliva spraying from his mouth.
"Never I spat back" he took a step forward, I readied my blades. He gave a bellow and charged full pelt at me. I threw my blade, my aim was true and it struck home, he screamed as the blade berried itself in his throat. I stepped back and slid another blade from its sheath ready for any more challengers. They abhuman sprawled on the ground writhing in pain. Her gergalled and was still. Obviously he wasn't one of the more powerfull of the fiend's childeren. I looked with my witchy eyes, oblivious to the darkness. I could smell at most three witches hiding in the under groath to my right. I sniffed again to get the details. One was a child of the fiend herself and they others where both Malkin clan witches who supported the dark. The most powerfull was the child of the fiend, Sara Sting. One of they others was powerful in blood magic, she was called Thireelia, they other, Lara Malkin; I new that I would have to deel with Sara first. I silently slipped out into a shaft of moonlight.
"All who dare challenge me will die all of you who run I will hunt down and do that same" I called into the darkness. I herd rustling and a tall lieth witch slid out, Sara Sting. I unsheathed my last throwing blade. I knew that this needed to be a liethal through. I knew that I would only get one chance at this. I sprinted at her and without breaking stride, I threw the blade. My aim was true and the blade stuck in the left hand side of her chest. She screemed and fell to the ground. Carefully I took her thumb bones and stuck them in a puch as well as the abhumans bones. I would have to do the bone ritual later when I had time.
I sighed and listened and smelled they air. Sure enough they other witches had ran and where now a mile away. I knew that they where running for there life, I also knew that they wouldn't get far, not with me after them, not with Grimalkin on there tail.
