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Chapter Ten
"Uhg!" Scott grunted, landing on his shoulder. The Kanima had tried to take a swipe at him with its claws, Scott had blocked the blow, but the Kanima had still managed to deliver a back-handed slap to Scott's right cheek. Its claws had grazed his check slightly, and Scott could feel it going numb, the loss of feeling slowly spreading down to the right half of his jaw. Scott hoped this wouldn't affect his ability to use his teeth. He was dragging his numb leg around, moving on three of his limbs. He glared at the seemingly invincible creature; Allison had already unloaded five arrowed into its back and skull and Chris had shot three bullets into it; his left hand dangled numb and useless, blood running down from the five claw marks left by the Kanima on his wrist. It didn't even slow down, it just pulled the arrows out and kept coming. Allison was now conserving her arrows, knowing it was useless to lose them all right now. Two of the hunters lay dead already. The third lay paralyzed from the neck down, unable to move.
Scott, Allison and Chris were standing in a triangle shape, the Kanima in the middle. It stood over the third hunter, looking from Allison to Scott to Chris and back. It raised its clawed hand high, "No!" Chris yelled, unloading two more bullets into its chest and shoulder. It hissed at him, and sunk its claws into the hunter's throat; they came out the other side. The hunter gurgled, the light quickly fading from his eyes. Pain and anger over being unable to help hiss comrades made Chris unload the rest of his semi-automatic in the Kanima. It squealed, though that too sounded like just and extension of its hiss, and it fled. Chris kept shooting until it was out of sight.
Scott, Allison, and Chris were all breathing hard. Scott straightened up, unable to believe they had actual won; he knew Peter might have just gotten bored and called it back, but he would take it. He began to straighten out of his three-legged crouch, smiling with relief, and turned to look at Allison. She seemed to be able to feel his eyes on her, for she looked back at him. He wasn't sure what he saw in them, but he knew, he knew it wasn't hatred for him, or the werewolf he was. That's when his sensitive ears picked up the claw sliding down the tree trunk, his eyes must have shown his surprise or his body must have tensed, because Allison quickly locked back around in time to see the Kanima climbing down the tree trunk behind Chris, who had gone to look at his most recent fallen hunter. He placed his hand on his shoulder, sorrow in his eyes. "Dad!" Allison shouted, her hands a blur as she took one of her two arrows left and pulled the bow taunt. The Kanima was still faster, Chris whirled around to look behind him, jumping backwards, but the Kanima was still able to take a swipe at his back. Chris looked confused for a moment; the Kanima almost seemed to be laughing at him behind its blank stare, as Chris' legs gave away and he toppled over, unable to feel anything beneath his waist. His shirt began to get soaked in blood as the wound across his lower back bled. Allison shot an arrow into the middle of the Kanima's forhead, she walked forward, reached for another arrow, Scott saw her hand tremble slightly, as she released her last remaining arrow into its chest.
Chris was still mobile from his waist up; he got up on his forearms and began to painstakingly drag himself away. Scott paid him little attention; his eyes on the Kanima at it eyed Allison. Scott put himself between it and Allison, crouching on all fours. Enough feeling had return to his leg for him to weight on it, though he couldn't run on it. He snarling, letting the Kanima know that if it wanted Allison, it had to get through him. It regarded him with its emotionless and expressionless eyes and then glanced back at Chris, who was dragging himself toward one of the dead hunters, the one whom the Kanima had first killed. It fell on all fours and followed him. "No!" Allison shouted, shoving her way past Scott and running toward the Kanima, Scott tried to rush after her, but he was significantly slower, and unbalanced, on three legs. He saw her pull a knife out of her boot and jam it into the Kanima's back. It turned to face her, but she moved quickly, crouching before her father, knife out. The Kanima tilted its head to the side, swinging its tail, Scott wondered if the tail was precise enough to grab the knife from her hand.
He lowered himself closer to the ground and charged; tackling the Kanima, wrapping his arms around it's in a 'hug' to keep its claws away from his skin. They fell to the ground, and Scott scurried away, 'Did this thing ever tire?', Scott wondered, just as its tail wrapped around his good leg and jerked him off his feet. It flung him away; he did a few cartwheels as he flew over the ground, before smacking into a tree and falling to the ground, stunned. "Mmmrrrmmm" he moaned, pushing himself up, eyes narrowed. They were getting beaten up by the thing, and it showed no signs of stopping or leaving. He glanced up, left eye squinting slightly to keep the blood running down his forehead out. That's when he saw Isaac, Boyd, and Erica standing there, just standing, a few feet away, huddled with their pack mates for comfort. "Wha-" he began to ask, as Isaac came over and helped him to his feet. Erica and Boyd followed him. "What happened?" Erica asked, at the same time the Kanima let out one of its serpentine screeches. "That happened; it won't stop, or go away." Scott said. Isaac, Erica, and Boyd looked at one another, their gazed resting on Isaac. "We could use your help" Scott said. "We?" Isaac asked. Scott nodded, "Yeah, Chris is down, and Allison is trying to keep the Kanima away from him" he said, straightening up, he could feel his wounds already healing.
Erica and Boyd looked at Isaac, who seemed to be conflicted. "He did say go with Scott" he said finally. All three nodded and hurried to catch up with Scott, who was already heading back to the battle. The first thing he noticed was Allison, crouched on three limbs, a dagger in her right hand, she stood between her father and the Kanima. Scott raced back into the fray, grabbing the creature's tail and tugging it away. Isaac fell on all fours and tackled it. Erica and Boyd crouched on either side of the thing, snarling. Isaac looked up, caught Scott's eye, and nodded. They were in this together…
*Extremely short chapter, sorry guys... *