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PREDATOR/DISCWORLD
Watch the Hunt
By: Mozphoto
Chapter 6
Vimes picked up Angua's limp form and carried it out into the street. He set her body gently down and then returned to the watch-house to help Carrot fight the monster.
The hunter looked the ooman up and down. It was much larger than the average ooman. It's heat signature was also very strange. It was so strong, it seemed to force everything else into the background. Perhaps, it thought, this one should have been the primary target. The hunter pressed a stud on its pike, causing it to retract to a quarter its full length and holstered it. It then flexed its right arm, causing the blades to extend from the wrist buckler.
Carrot circled the creature. He had always believed that so long as his cause was just, he had nothing to fear. Then why is it that he was now so frightened that he could single handedly keep Harry King in business for a fortnight? Carrot swallowed hard. The voice in his head that he so often tried to bury under the simple, honest façade of Captain Carrot began to scream with rage. This thing had slaughtered citizens of HIS city. It had stalked the commander of HIS guard. It had hurt HIS woman! This was Ankh-Morpork and he was its king!
Without taking his eyes of the hunter, he wrenched Constable Thighbiter's battle-axe from the wall with his left hand and with both weapons raised, leapt in to attack.
As Vimes reached the doorway, he heard the terrifying ululating of Carrot performing the dwarfish battle yodel. He looked in and saw his friend doing battle with the monster. It didn't look good.
While Carrot was blocking and parrying the hunter's attacks, it was painfully obvious that this creature was considerably stronger than the captain and each blow from its wrist-blades caught on Carrot's sword forced the watchman back.
Carrot's attacks, on the other hand, were blocked with ease.
Vimes knew he would have to do something to help his friend quickly, but he wasn't a fool. If Carrot was having difficulty fighting this thing, it would make mince-meat out of Vimes. He cast about him and found a loaded crossbow.
Perfect.
He sighted the crossbow on the monster's torso and fired.
It seemed to Vimes that the disc had suddenly slowed down. As if it knew what he had been thinking all along, the hunter spun around and snatched the bolt out of the air.
And that was distraction enough.
Carrot brought his sword around and down, slashing the creature diaganolly across the back.
The hunter roared with pain and rage.
Vimes threw aside the crossbow, drew his sword, and ran towards the monster. Carrot spun on his heel to deliver a decapitating blow, but he was in too close. The hunter caught his sword arm with one hand and drove the crossbow bolt into Carrot's stomach with the other.
Before Vimes could close half the distance, Carrot was sinking to his knees and the monster had leapt through a hole in the wall.
Vimes gave chase. Stupid old man, he screamed at himself. Too old, and too slow and now half the watch had been slaughtered. Well, he thought, he'd be damned if so much as one more citizen of his city would be killed by this sadistic killing machine.
Igor had returned to the watch house from his latest shopping trip. Without as much as a second thought, he began threading a needle and working out which parts went where. "Goodneth grathiouth," he muttered, "tho much to do and tho little time!"
Upon reach the river Ankh, Vimes realized that he couldn't see the creature any more. It seemed to have just vanished in the heat haze.
He looked around slowly, hoping to spot something, anything and spotted the strange, glowing fluid that seemed to be trailing up the street as though a bleeding man had run that way. Only the trail went straight up a wall.
Vimes slowly raised his eyes to the rooftop and saw, something?
It seemed as though there was a very specific patch of heat haze on the roof. Vimes was just about to write it off as an hallucination, when to glowing eyes flashed briefly from the top of the ripples in the air.
Vimes legs chose that moment to take over and threw him sideways to the ground. At the same moment, a ball of green fire erupted from the distortion.
The fireball hit a fertilizer cart Vimes had been standing in front of and the cart exploded.
The blast lifted Vimes into the air and landed him in the turbid, so-called waters of the Ankh.