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Without another thought, Mia crept off the paved walkway onto the dry earth making her way towards the monstrous beast. Taking in her surroundings, Mia quickly searched for a weapon to use against the black dog. The branches littering the clearing would be of little use. Hitting the animal with a wimpy stick would just ensure her death.
Desperation filled Mia as she realized she had nothing to fight the dog with. As she reached for a long branch she hoped would distract the hulking monster long enough for the man to get away, Mia saw a dull shine of metal to her left. Nearly squealing in delight, she grabbed the heavy looking sword thingy that had been haphazardly thrown down and moved closer to the beast and man. Moving hastily, Mia raised the sword with both hands clasped around the hilt and plunged it into the ghostly mass.
Opening her eyes after hearing a loud yelp, Mia saw that the once misty black body had now become solid. The wound she had inflicted on it was oozing a thick substance that shined almost silver in the moonlight. It wreaked like road kill on a hot Arizona highway. The animal was now looking at her and growling. Gulping down some much needed air, Mia smiled and let go of the sword.
The dog had moved away from the man it had shoved against the huge tree, and was now trying to dislodge the sword stuck between its ribs. Mia's decorative dagger was now clutched in her right hand, pointed at the angry mutt. Unsure of what to do, she decided to rush the animal and thrust the dagger into its chest.
The beast howled in surprise and dropped its jaws from the sword as it fell to the ground. Mia dropped the dagger, grasped the sword handle with both hands as she tried to pull it from the hopefully dead dog. Unable to get it out, she braced her foot against the slimy broad stomach and pulled with all her might. Nearly falling on her ass in the process, Mia managed to retrieve the and breathed a quick sigh of relief.
Mia so wanted to make sure the damn dog was dead. She brought the deadly blade up and sliced downward towards the thick neck. Over and over Mia hacked away until the dog's head was severed from its body.
Shimmering blood and slime covered Mia. Disgusted with the mess, she dropped the death blade from her shaking hands. Things got even weirder as the black body turned to mist and faded away into the night.
"I'm left with an unconscious man, a fugly dog head and ruined clothes. Could my night get any better?" Mia almost yelled her question as she raised her hands and face to the sky.
Mia dropped to her knees in shock of what she just did. The head, with its massive jaws and eerie red eyes just laid there looking at her. Half afraid it would attack her still, Mia hurriedly crawled away from it to the comatose man behind her.
She hoped he was only passed out not dead. Mia didn't know what she would do with a dead body. She was relieved to see his chest moving up and down with each breath. Quickly looking him over for injuries, Mia didn't see anything life threatening. He had to be over 6 feet tall; Way too big for her 5'3" body to drag out the woods.
"Dude, you so need to wake up. That bump on your head is going to hurt like a bitch." Mia said softly.
Assessing him again, Mia decided he was very handsome. His hair was a short, with a sexy spikiness forming along the top of his head. His features were strong, but blended together well. Mia was excited to see what color his eyes were and to see his full lips moving. She bet his lips were like a work of art when in action.
"Pull it together Mia. He is a stranger that had a supernatural monster dog attacking him in the middle of the woods. Don't get worked up over him."
Talking felt good, felt natural. It made the dark night seem not so scary. She really wanted this guy to wake up and explain why a freaky ass mystical dog was trying to use him as a chew toy.
The silence was deafening and terrifying at the same time. Mia was getting more agitated the longer she sat there. She was not a patient person by nature; at least she hadn't been over the last few months.
Mia had been so caught up in her thoughts she didn't hear the sound of footsteps behind her. Silently a tall man walked across the clearing and stood about a foot directly behind Mia. He could see that the unconscious man was breathing and that the shaky woman setting criss-cross in front of him was reaching her breaking point.
In an unsteady voice Sam spoke, "Thank you for saving my brother. I saw …"
