Chapter 28
Razor ran out of the room, ran down the hallway, and pressed his back against the cold metallic wall; breathing hard and trying to sort things out. "GOD DAMN IT!!!!" he yelled out in frustration and shock, inadvertently kicking the wall, "I can't believe that this crap can be happening to me. Here I am, fifteen years old, and I am expected to survive against such hellish creatures? This is just too fucked up to believe, I can't refuse to live!!!" He heard something coming at him from his right side, not the sound of bare clawed feet or footfalls from a rotting corpse but the sound of carefully placed footfalls from boots.
"Vash..?" he said in more of a whisper than a normal voice and started to move towards the source of the sound but froze in his tracks, "Wait… what if it's that trench coat wearing pale guy?" He searched around for something to defend himself with besides using the gun he had in his jacket pocket, didn't see anything that would cause any serious damage to a normal person, but grabbed a fallen pipe instead. "This should do…"
Without even seeing who it was, he threw himself at whatever approached him, swung hard, and heard the figure let out a sharp agonized grunt and fall to the ground. He glanced down at the figure, "Aw crap!!!"
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Kat limp-ran along the bottom of the ditch, finding that she was becoming slower by each passing moment. Mike was still stalking on the top of the ditch wall, following her every move, anticipating her failure.
"No!" she yelled out as she fell again onto her knees. She sensed that Mike had stopped and was still looking down at her; she glanced back slightly and saw him looming over her from the top of the cliff, licking his chomps hungrily. "No…" she repeated, even more afraid for her life than she had been ever since she was set in Alucemet's nightmarish reality; tears began to form in her eyes, "I'm sorry…"
She closed her eyes and waited for him to pounce, but strangely enough, he didn't. She glanced up, expecting to see him looking at her but he wasn't. She slowly began to stand up but stopped when she heard an angered and shocked roar above her. She saw him go into view, but not to look at her; he was locked in a grapple with something bigger than him. She couldn't see what he was fighting, but it seemed to overpower him and was overcoming him by each passing second.
Mike let out a pain filled growl as the monster that towered over his 6'11" with its nine foot tall height pierced his ribcage with its massive claw. He tried to fight back by slashing it but to no avail. Every time he slashed, it spread its claws farther apart, causing more pain and separation between each of his ribs and heart; his lungs were also pierced and were failing fast. He began to choke up fountains of blood.
His vision became fuzzy as he felt his "life" fade away and the claw withdraw from his body. He fell backwards, down the cliff on which he stood, and onto the soft dirt on the bottom.
Kat only watched in horror as Mike's body plummeted down into the ditch and landed right beside her, head first. She just stared at his lifeless body as if she were amazed and scared that there was something stronger than him. "Mike…?" she said quietly, leaning closer to his still body, keeping her handgun ready in case if he got back up. She placed her hand on his back, finding it to be cold; no signs of life could be felt… no pulse, no respiration. She closed her eyes, "Finally, Mike… you are at peace." She said in remorse, "Rest in peace…."
She glanced upwards and saw that the monster was gone. She sighed, glanced around, and noticed a slope in the distance. She headed towards it but looked back at Mike's body, "I'm sorry it had to turn out like this…"