Personal Thanks to Finnick the Canadian for being my first ever favorite. Sorry but this one's pretty short, I just had to end it on a suspenseful moment. :P
Watch your back, Demigod.
Demigod? I thought to myself, "What the heck is a demigod?" I have no idea what demi means but I wasn't feeling very godly at the moment. Now I believed it to be Bert and his pals messing with me, which is kinda true, but let me tell the whole story and not just be, "This part's boring blah blah blah."
On a Saturday afternoon me and Darrin were walking to the movies when we saw Bert. He was bullying these little kids, taking their toys and throwing 'em around. I called him something under my breath that I can't put down here. Somehow he heard me. He stopped picking on the little kids and turned to me. "Well, look who it is! The mighty Alex Daniels, how 'bout you say that to my face?" I looked him straight in the eyes and called him it again. "Ok, you asked for it!"
With that he dragged me into an alley and pushed me against the wall. Darrin tried to pull him off me but Bert elbowed him on the bridge of his noise and he crumpled to the ground. Then I punched him in his privates, and then I followed up with a right hook. He staggered back a bit, as I went to punch him again he grabbed my hand and twisted. I winced in pain and as Bert pushed me to my knees, he said "I'm gettin' real tired of your games, demigod!" There was that word again. "So you were the one who left the message!" I said, "What the hell does de-" But I was cut off as he started to well, transform. Not into a giant robot or a cool car like in the movies, but into a hideous abomination. It was like the Hulk mixed with a werewolf. As he grew taller and taller his shirt started to rip, his once fat body was now pure muscle. His face morphed into something that somewhat resembled The Hunchback of Notre Dame. His lips pulled back to reveal sharp incisors. I remember them from a story my uncle told me. Laestrygonians. A form of giant, but... those weren't real. They're just stories, but here I was standing before an eight-foot-tall deformed monster. I was too shocked to scream or run, then with a seemingly impossible speed he pounced on me like a lion on a gazelle. (Sorry 'bout all the fancy stuff, English class was pretty much the only thing I was good at.)
Extreme pain shot through my ankle as he fell on top of me. His usual odor was easily one-hundred times worse than ever before. I could've died right there just from that, I couldn't breathe and I felt like I was gonna blow chunks. For a moment the pain from my ankle subsided as he shifted his weight and grinded his elbow into my ribs. He raised himself to bring down a punch but as he did his right leg lifted up, I had just enough strength to roll my head out of the way of his hammer-like fist. There was now a crack in the concrete where my head was a few moments before. Then he realized his mistake and placed both his knees on my stomach so I couldn't move out of the way this time. He raised both his fists and as he rammed them down with all his strength he... exploded.
I know its short but oh well. So, what did you think? Please remember to leave a review and follow/favorite this story if you like it. Thank you - Rick