Giant

Gi-ant (Jahy-uh-nt)

Noun

(in folklore) a being with human form but superhuman size, strength, etc.

Addy

A-ddy (æ-dee)

1. Slang for the ADHD medication: Adderall. Adderall is commonly known as speed. Its pharmacological makeup consists of a variety of numerous amphetamine salts-namely, dextro-amphetamine and levo-amphetamine.

2. A girl from London who's also known as a walking contradiction due to the fact that 50% of her consists of common sense and the other 50% consists of being stupid none the less. Addy is a fan of David Bowie and pina colada, and is momentarily almost shitting herself in fear.

Both of us were crouched behind a big boulder where I had been sleeping only minutes ago. Elmont literally had to shake me awake with all the force he had. How had I slept through all the noise those giants made? We had been peeking over the rock a few times, and there they were. Again: how did I not hear them coming?

About one hundred giants were casually strolling from the woods while they carried something. A person. Probably Roderick. He was leading the Giants to attack the land beneath theirs.

God they were so big and ugly.

'Girl.'

Elmont's voice had shook me out of my daydreaming, forcing me to look at him while he spoke. 'I do not want you to get between Roderick and I while we have our discussion. This is what I want you to do:' His eyes glanced towards the horde of giants before flashing back to mine.

'Do you see that cave where Jack and Princess Isabelle went into yesterday?' he said as he nodded to my right side. I looked over to my right. 'I want you to run over there while I distract Roderick. And you are going to find the beanstalk and go down. Quietly. I don't want to hear a single sound from you once I bring Roderick in there. Even if I am slain you keep climbing do you understand? I don't want you anywhere near me for the next couple of minutes.' He said as his eyes blew icicles my way.

My, aren't you a ray of fucking sunshine?

I frowned heavily. 'I am not going down there without you, I was supposed to help yo-' I started but he had cut me off.

'This is the end of discussion Addy;' bloody guy sounded like my mom. 'You are going to do what you're told for once in your life and go down that stalk quietly!' he said while his hand wandered to his sword. He wasn't looking at me, but he was giving me attitude and I did not like it.

His eyes went back to mine, 'Not a sound.'

Truth to be told I did not like following orders from any kind of person. But really, what help would I have be? I could hardly throw a punch yesterday.

So when all hell broke loose, and Elmont charged towards sir Roderick I ran as well.

But I had noticed a couple of things as I forced all the power I possessed towards my legs. The first being that it was a beautiful day with a soft breeze and the sun shining through thin wisp of clouds. And it had cast a warm glow on my cheeks. Secondly: I felt fear when I saw that the giants and royal-ass-Roderick had noticed us. Both of us. The beat of my heart hurt my chest and the rushing sound of my blood being pumped through my body filled my ears. And thirdly was probably the worst one yet. Elmont had reached Roderick, but they half stumbled into the cave where I was supposed to go in first. I noticed my speed decelerating before coming back full force. The giants were coming over and they had seen me, so I had to go in there as well. And that turned out to be quite the job.

You see, the boys kind of…threw themselves into it. So I had wanted to do the same.

And although the cave was made of smooth rocks I had hit a rock gone rogue near the entrance, and the collision smacked all the air out of my lungs.

I gasped for air as I landed in a stream of water near the entrance inside the cave. Due to my unfortunate landing small pieces of rock came flying down with me. Not that I noticed that much since I was clutching my side, still trying to catch my breath.

It hurt. A lot.

And my right side felt like it was on fire. Somewhere during my gasping for air I heard Elmont shout something before being cut off. This made me snap out of it and made me look around, trying to find Elmont. The water was still blinding my vision as I carefully stood up.

Two figures were slicing away at each other barely 10 feet away from me. It took me a while to refocus my vision and saw which one was Elmont and which was Roderick.

It was clear to me that Elmont did not want me anywhere near Roderick, since he drove Roderick to the back of the cave near the abyss. But that did not change the face that Roderick had indeed noticed me. But perhaps he didn't think I was that much of a threat at the time. After he was finished with Elmont he'd probably come for me.

I took a step forwards out of the stream of water when I heard a crackling sound from above. The whole world shook with the tremor, but it didn't seem to faze sir Coolhair and sir Arsehole.

Even when I bellowed 'What the flying fuck was that?'.

Again a sickening sound rumbled through the cave as I gripped the wall of the cave.

And at that moment I was sure I was going to die. In a stupid cave with two stupid men. Soaking wet, again. Injured. And totally alone.

I understood the giants above us where trying to break the cave open to save their ruler, and stop us from running to the end of the cave and to the beanstalk.

My eyes rolled back to the two men fighting but I couldn't find them. I saw only one, which made my stomach drop with dread.

There was Roderick crouched down at the end of the cave near the beanstalk and the abyss.

The world was still rumbling around me as I stared wide-eyed at the place where I last saw Elmont. I wanted to scream loudly, I wanted to kick the living crap out of that god forsaken ugly piece of donkey crap. But most of all I wanted to throw myself into the abyss for freaking out too long. Maybe I could have saved him if I wasn't so damn busy with myself.

As I stepped closer to the rim where Roderick was crouched down I saw that Elmont wasn't dead yet. Very bloody close but not quite yet.

Dangling on the very edge of the giant-world was Elmont, barely hanging on as Roderick picked his fingers with his sword. Prying them away one by one.

And that bloody fool of a giant-king hadn't noticed me.

My eyes flickered around me as I searched the ground. Finding what I was looking for, I twirled the small rock in my hand as I looked back to Roderick. This was a great bloody risk because I couldn't aim to save my life. How on earth did I expect it could save Elmonts life?

Oh well, the least I could buy him time.

I gave a short whistle.

Roderick snapped his head towards me.

And as soon as he did I had thrown the rock.

Which hit the poor fella right in the schnoz.

I gave a slight yelp when I saw it had actually hit him and not flown past him as I expected. Or hit Elmont instead. That would've been very stupid.

Elmont took his chance, only not in the way I had hoped he would. Apparently Elmont had held onto Rodericks foot. And my dearest Elmont had taken the blade from Roderick, who was holding his poor nose in agony, and stabbed (I ain't kidding.)his own hand. By stabbing his own hand, the blade had pierced the foot of Roderick as well.

And as Roderick now cried out again as another pain wave coursed through his body, Elmont (as a coldblooded maffiaboss) stabbed (I still ain't kidding) Roderick in the chest.

Roderick staggered towards me, which would have frightened me. But he had looked dazed and stunned. Seeing that I fled over to help Elmont, but he was already halfway up.

Bloody hell, how does he do that?

Beaten to a pulp, a stabbed hand and he still managed to climb up on his own.

As I looked Elmont over I heard Rodericks cries for help. I guess the crown really did get these giants to listen because they were halfway through the stone ceiling of the cave. Roderick cried for help from the giants on last time as he fell to the floor, and dropped to his side.

The crown!

I had sprung forwards but Elmont had my arm in a grip that would scare the Hulk. Just in time too, because the cave had collapsed and I saw the first big giant-hand reach towards the now-dead Roderick.

Hearing Elmont curse made me snap my head towards him.

Great.

Just fucking great.

Fuck you too beanstalk.

It would seem that the beanstalk decided to leave us in giant land, since it was detaching itself from the rocks next to us.

Loud snaps and croaking filled my ears when the beanstalk gave away. If those bastards downstairs had cut it down I will kick their asses. Seriously.

Elmont had grabbed my other hand while he took a few steps back and took sprint towards the stalk.

Oh bloody hell.

Have you ever been in a rollercoaster?

Yeah.

That feeling but then worse. Way worse.

My stomach heaved as both of us collided with the stalk which was falling towards the earth underneath us with incredibly speed. My knight in shining armor had me in another deathgrip as we tumbled down.

I heard a roar from a giant above us as we were currently falling to our deaths on a beanstalk …. On a bloody beanstalk. This was worse than my landing on this place, worse than meeting hostile knights and worse than even the bloody giants. I wasn't sure what had happened to Jack and Isabelle, nor what was happening in the land beneath us but I did know I was grabbing onto Elmonts arm tightly. With the other I held onto the beanstalk, clutching it for dear life.

'I am so 100% done with this shit!' I yelled while the wind whooshed past us and our muscles strained to keep ourselves lodged onto the beanstalk. The land beneath us was beginning to become visible now as we plunged towards our imminent death.

'Can you swim Milady?' he yelled back, eyes transfixed onto something in the distance.

Oh hell no.