Hello good people, please R&R my story….I really hope you like it
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Miyasha lunged once again at the hog demon with inhuman speed, but that is to be expected from one that is not human. The hog demon was slow, but he learned quickly. His massive fist caught her square in the chest and she fell to the ground with a dull thud. The hog demon howled with laughter.
"Did you really expect that a half demon like you could defeat a full demon like me? Besides, you're a women, you're supposed to be at home, cooking and cleaning" The hog laughed again, spit flying from his mouth. Miyasha growled, her wolf ears lying against her scalp with anger. She jumped to her feet and lunged again.
Once more, he brought up his fist to deflect her blow, but was blinded by a sudden light that surrounded her body. One moment she had been a woman, looking no older than 17, the next, she was a wolf, but not just any wolf, she was large, even as wolves go, her glossy black coat shimmered in the afternoon sun, and her silver eyes burned with rage.
The wolf met the demon straight on, her powerful jaws closing on his wind pipe. His arms flailed as he gasped for air, his words mere gurgles as blood filled his mouth and lungs. His blood was warm and salty in her mouth as she clung to him, the blood from his juggler vein spurting out of his body, killing him slowly.
Finally, the demon fell to the ground and moved no more. She was bathed in light again and was a woman once more. She spit the blood of the demon out of her mouth, the taste suddenly foul, she then turned and walked away, leaving the body to rot in peace.
She walked out of the woods and inhaled deeply, looking up at the clear blue sky. Her black hair whipped around her face as a heavy wind picked up. She smelled the scent of rain carried by the air and silently welcomed it. The cold of the rain would be welcomed as a release from the heat of the day and would numb her tired muscles.
She shuddered as she thought of the noises the hog made as he died, trying desperately to cling to life. She hated killing, though it was all she knew; death, pain, and misery. She had learned not to rely on happiness or friendship; they were things of fairytales to her. Dark clouds covered the hot sun, sending her shadow in to darkness.
Thunder clapped and the rain came down in heavy sheets. Her hair clung to her scalp, and her clothes clung to her body. Lightening flashed and the smell of smoke filled her nose, causing her to cough violently.
She turned towards the woods to see a fire rise up and obscure the sky.
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Sorry it was so short and not so detailed, but I was in a hurry. Please review…and don't feel bad about telling me my mistakes. If anyone thinks I should add on or just plain rewrite it, please tell me.