Chapter nine: The truth hidden by fog, SIN.
-wn...wait.
Where the hell am i?.
Wait...what?.
Why do i have a body?.
And this feeling...this warmth...am i human again?...
I stood up and looked around, tree's... lots of fog...more tree's...well this isn't good.
Fuck, i can barely see for shit...screw it. I'm just gonna walk until i hit something.
/
How long has it been?.
This fog can't be that dense, right?.
Feels like hour's since i got here...i wonder how the others are doing.
I think it's night, the fog was darker.
Then the sound of something cracking echoed around me.
What?.
There was something behind me, the entire tree was snapped off from the trunk with only a few pieces of bark connecting the two together. And the thing that did it...
Snaking, jagged, writhing strand's of grey, metal?, formed the creature's vaguely humanoid form. The two red dots in it's void like eye sockets starred back, it's skeletal jaw opening to give out a deep, low growl accompanied by steam that trailed away off to the right.
This thing...how. How was something like this even possible!?.
My eyes darted about as i tried to look for something, anything to defend myself with.
Nothing, shit.
I backed slowly, should i run? obviously but what if it followed me. Can this thing even die?.
It's pace was consistent, i quickened my pace and it did too in kind.
I turned around and broke into a sprint hoping to get away from it as best i could.
Except...
I tripped.
Before i knew it, the thing was looming over me. It was a natural reaction to try and shield myself with my arms in some fight or flight fueled adrenaline rush, my scream was also expected.
It raised it's arm, poised to strike at me.
I screamed, eyes screwed shut.
My only sight, darkness. The only sound i heard, my own screams. It was like this for a few minutes before curiosity at my continued survival overtook.
I opened my eyes.
And was met by a burst of blood.
The beast was cleaved, from head to groin a crimson gash ran down it's body.
It wasn't just on my face.
My hand shot back from the ground, something lukewarm was there.
More, pooling blood.
So...much...blood.
The smell... the sight... nauseating...
What?...why?...
Dear god...It all came running back to me...
I... can't...i... can't...
What have i done...
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The sight was certainly odd.
A man, barely an adult.
A thing of metal, born of nightmares.
One dead the other unconscious.
The creatures remains had Hours ago dissolved into ash before her arrival. The man unconscious in a pool of still fresh blood.
Considering her waifish builld, it was most definitely suspicious that she was able to carry him off with little apperant effort.