I slowly walked out of the alley with my dagger in hand. As I walked I
placed the dagger back into the holder by my ankle on my boot. My black
boots clicked on the wet asphalt from which steam rose and clouded my
female figure. I listened closely to the soft raindrops as they hit the
trash can lid and the street before me. I heard the rustle of the breeze
from the rustle of my hair and the bags of trash from the now vacated
alley.
I turned softly as I saw a shadow dart into an alley across the way. Checking once to see the street was clear and there were no pedestrians around I picked up my pace and ran swiftly to the other alley. I unsheathed my dagger from its holster and raised it before me. I flicked my right hand once to push a stray hair behind my ear as I felt my eyes harden with determination. I walked into the alley with little fear or hesitation. The site before me though cost me to drop my dagger and I gasped as it clattered to the ground.
In the pale silhouette of a solitary street lamp, a figure was crumpled to the ground. A pool of blood surrounded their body and their face was turned away from me disguising the identity of the victim. I walked quickly to the poor soul and knelt down to unmask their face. With trembling hands I grasped the cold face of the victim and turned it towards me.
The disfigured creature lunged at me and grasped my tiny neck in its scaly hands. I tried screaming and reaching for my dagger but remembered with clarity I had dropped it moments before. The creature rose to its knees and finally to its feet with me still in its clutches. I felt my sight fading as the edges of my vision began to blacken, I know with certainty that I was doomed to survive this battle. I tried to kick my feet and pound the creature with flailing fists but it only acted in me feeling weaker and having the demon place a binding effect on me, I could no longer move.
My blue eyes filled with tears as I felt death knocking on my door. The demon walked slowly with deliberate steps and then slammed by weak body into the brick wall with a crumbling force. My long blonde hair had long come undone from its low ponytail. I tried struggling once more to grasp at the glimmer of metal evident on the ground a few feet from me. My strength depleted, I gave in to the call that I had long tried avoiding, the call of unconsciousness or death-which ever came first. The last thing I heard was the brief scuffle and the demon screaming in pain. My vision swam in and unconsciousness pulled me into its watery depths.
I watched as she slept peacefully on the bed, her petite body surrounded in the mass of sheets and heavy comforters of my bed. I sighed as my bloody hand traced the contours of her translucent beautiful skin. Her eyes fluttered once and I smiled from my seat on the edge of the bed.
"Hello."
I turned softly as I saw a shadow dart into an alley across the way. Checking once to see the street was clear and there were no pedestrians around I picked up my pace and ran swiftly to the other alley. I unsheathed my dagger from its holster and raised it before me. I flicked my right hand once to push a stray hair behind my ear as I felt my eyes harden with determination. I walked into the alley with little fear or hesitation. The site before me though cost me to drop my dagger and I gasped as it clattered to the ground.
In the pale silhouette of a solitary street lamp, a figure was crumpled to the ground. A pool of blood surrounded their body and their face was turned away from me disguising the identity of the victim. I walked quickly to the poor soul and knelt down to unmask their face. With trembling hands I grasped the cold face of the victim and turned it towards me.
The disfigured creature lunged at me and grasped my tiny neck in its scaly hands. I tried screaming and reaching for my dagger but remembered with clarity I had dropped it moments before. The creature rose to its knees and finally to its feet with me still in its clutches. I felt my sight fading as the edges of my vision began to blacken, I know with certainty that I was doomed to survive this battle. I tried to kick my feet and pound the creature with flailing fists but it only acted in me feeling weaker and having the demon place a binding effect on me, I could no longer move.
My blue eyes filled with tears as I felt death knocking on my door. The demon walked slowly with deliberate steps and then slammed by weak body into the brick wall with a crumbling force. My long blonde hair had long come undone from its low ponytail. I tried struggling once more to grasp at the glimmer of metal evident on the ground a few feet from me. My strength depleted, I gave in to the call that I had long tried avoiding, the call of unconsciousness or death-which ever came first. The last thing I heard was the brief scuffle and the demon screaming in pain. My vision swam in and unconsciousness pulled me into its watery depths.
I watched as she slept peacefully on the bed, her petite body surrounded in the mass of sheets and heavy comforters of my bed. I sighed as my bloody hand traced the contours of her translucent beautiful skin. Her eyes fluttered once and I smiled from my seat on the edge of the bed.
"Hello."