Shit! She thought. Shit, shit, shit! It was the night beast that she so rightly feared and by the sounds of it, the great serpentine creature had been attracted by the scent of spilled blood. Desperately, Deb scanned the woods looking for the slightest movement. She watched like a statue, not even quivering a muscle, watching for the slightest twitch of a tree being moved by the immense girth of the beast. Finally her eyes came upon the large head that had to be the size of a small car, slithering closer to the group. Its eyes that took up a good portion of its face glistened in the little moonlight. From what she could tell the creature was aiming at Notch and sizing him up. Every bit of profanity and some that Deb had created just for that moment began streaming through her head. She swiveled in an instant sounding a warning call.

"Rwarp, rwarp.. urrgle!" She screeched and barked in desperation. Both the elder and Notch turn to look at her but neither seemed to get the hint. She charged at them bellowing her warnings but before they could respond she barreled into Notch hitting him with all of her weight sending him sprawling out which in turn knocked the elder flying out of the way of danger. With Notch seemingly out of danger for a few moments Deb began to turn hoping that the beast would be slowed by her good deed. She realized that her assumption was very wrong as the feeling of needle fangs piercing through her chest and abdomen clouding her thoughts.

She screeched, feeling the pain as it shot incapacitating waves of unrivaled agony throughout every inch of her body. Deb was very aware that the series of loud crack and snaps was the sound of both her spine and ribs snapping from the beast great maw. She cursed the very day she was born due to all the hot white pain that she felt. At that moment Deb actually wished she could die.

The great beast reared its mighty head back and shook its screaming prey, succeeding in breaking more of Deb's spine. The humanoids jumped back roaring as they grabbed for their weapons. It was no use though, any assault they attempted bounced of the night beast's think armored hide, leaving not even a scratch.

The night beast, as Deb had named it after encountering it only once was the most fearsome beast in this entire planet. It looked similar to one of earth's snakes that had grown to enormous horror movie heights.

Cursing every second of pain, Deb turned her body barely being able to move at all as she reached for her blade that was still strapped to her side by the thick leather belt. Even with the sharp talons that she possessed, Deb knew that there was no way in hell she would be able to piece such thick skin. Grasping the hilt of her blade she pulled with all her might but finding that she had to struggle to get it free because it was partially in the beast jaw. Every movement sent more waves of pain rippling through her body and for a moment she didn't think she would be able to get the weapon before passing out. Deb sighed in relief when she was just able to wriggle it loose. This, she knew, was probably her only hope of not getting digested.

The light began to fade as she attempted to focus all four green eyes on the beast own eyes. Her body was slowly fading into one of its healing comas due to the excessive trauma it had just endured. Fighting it to the best of her ability, she raised the blade high. With all her might, Deb brought the blade down, closing her eyes and giving a prayer to whatever god claimed ownership to this planet along to the fact that she still had her opposable thumbs. The blade was true to its mark, imbedding itself deep into the creature's left eye. Blood began to gush out in streams, running down the beast face.

The night beast screeched a noise of anguish that burst Deb's eardrums. Whipping its head back it released her shattered and useless body, sending her flying through the air until she collided smack dab in the middle of a large tree to the elder's right. The pure force of the impact caused Deb's entire body to wrap around the tree, snapping her neck with a pop. Still screeching in pain the great serpent retreated back into the forest, blade still imbedded deep in its eye.

With the beast gone the hunters stood watching their surroundings for anything else that would be dangerous but nothing else came. The hunters then turn to look at Deb's body or what was once a body. She hadn't gotten up and it didn't appear as if she was breathing. The elder stood before her with his same regal air. Had she really just sacrificed herself for both him and his comrades? He kneeled down to her side and pressed his hand on her side. Ever rib was crushed to what felt like gravel to the touch. Maybe, perhaps this female was in fact finally dead. Before he stood he was stopped by the sudden convulsion of her chest as Deb gasped for breath. It was only once and she did not move again. The elder waited and watched as patient as a stone. Time passed and she gasped for air again, once. Her body was slowly repairing itself as she lay unconscious. Amazing, he thought.

The elder stood and turned to walk away, clicking a command for them to take her with them. Notch was the first one to move as the other ones weren't sure what would happen if she was to wake up when they were carrying her. He draped her over his shoulder much like he would lug the body of a recent kill. She dangled loosely with no bones to really support her body. Again her chest convulsed again for a breath but she did not know what was happening to her. Deb was in a black abyss of dreamless sleep and would be until each and every injury healed.

Gasp…..

Gasp…

wheeze

Air came into Debs lungs suddenly; it was like she had never breathed before, like being born or rather reborn. It was soon apparent to Deb that her mind was fully conscious and for the first time she was aware of what was around her. She could feel the cool touch of the chilled air on her warm skin, the bright and seemingly invasive light that was trying so desperately to penetrate her clenched eyelids and the feeling of something soft under her body. Deb rubbed her fingertips on the sensation aware that it was a sort of fabric that was smooth like silk but at the same time different from silk. With sluggish, groggy movements she propped her body up before even risking the effort of opening her eyes. It was apparent to her that she was on a bed of some sort but didn't remember why.

Deb's eyes flutter for a second before finally opening. The light stung and she flinched trying to avoid the artificial light. It didn't take long for her eyes to grow accustom to the sudden light. She sighed in delight to the room that was a pleasant temperature with no humidity. She flinched.

"Wait?" She question finally understanding what had happened. "No humidity!" She wasn't in the jungle anymore. She studied her room to find that she seemed to be in a medical room with syringes and bottles of strange liquids hung in shelves. Panic began to fill her thoughts. She looked down to see her legs, her human legs. Wasn't she in her other form when she so brutally hit that tree. She shuttered remembering the darkness that seemed to surround her entire being. Never has Deb ever like going into the healing comas; that only ever happened when she receive injuries that destroyed a good portion of her body.

"How long have I been out this time?" She asked out loud as even though nobody else was in the room. It was certainly more comforting to break the eerie silence. Deb examined herself expecting her body to be bare but found that her chest was wrapped in a black material that was tight and stretchy at the same time, lavishing in how comfortable it was and how it supported her chest. Her lower region was covered in the same material but his time cut similar to the form of a loincloth just like the ones the hunters wore. She curse almost audibly, she had wondered which lucky creature had seen her in the nude. She slapped her hand to her face sighing, why this time did she have to turn instead of staying in her other form? She stood feeling her feet against the cold metal ground, looking at all the strange symbols that decorated the walls. She stood of the bed, feeling the unease of being out for several days without eating. She wobbled grabbing the bed for support before at another attempt at standing. This time at least her muscles seemed to have woken up and she could now stand.

Deb had taken a step, testing her feet and finding that they were steady, took another step only to be stopped by a pull on her wrist. She looked out of mild curiosity but almost had a heart attack by what she saw. On her left wrist was a shackle that was connected to the metal frame of the bed. She clamped her free hand on her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Authors note/ Dun, duh daaaaaaa! So what did you guys think of this chapter? I kind of like it but tomorrow I will read it and find thousands of grammatical errors. After all I'm writing this at like …(checking clock) …. Midnight… Considering lack of sleep these last few weeks I hope it's good enough. I'm attempting to make these chapters longer. Anyway like I promised I finished the full body drawing of Deb and I'm quite proud of it. Please tell me what you think of both chapter and picture. So review otherwise I'll do something evil and villainous that I can't think of now…. Grrrr? Thanks again for reading. -Dowely