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Chapter 5: Fighting The Beasts

Once the young human finishes her meal, she approaches me, letting me know she is prepared.

I point a finger at my Great Knife, she observes my gesture with curiosity and confusion.

She reaches for my Great Knife, getting the wrong message. I let out a deep, inhuman growl from my chest as she freezes before touching it, fear struck.

Again, I point at my weapon, then use my hands to make a shrinking motion.

"…OH!" Her face brightens as she runs to the kitchen area, finally understanding.

She comes back, holding a knife as she presents it to me, "This?"

Immediately I nod, 'Yes that, good human, you seem to understand quickly.' I say to her, as if she could hear me though I know that is impossible for a human to hear.

The human's eyes widen largely, "Was that you?"

'Was what me? What is she going on about now…' I say to myself, before getting cut off.

"That!"

'….this…?'

"Yes!"

Holy shit, she can hear my telepathy? How is that possible? She is only a human, isn't she? She has to be! She is not Alessa! Only she can communicate to me in this manner! No human has the ability to telepathically communicate with other beings! I think deep in my subconscious, an area nothing can reach or hear but myself.

Maybe this is what Alessa was talking about, her being different. But she is only a mere human! She has to be! She looks just like one! …but so does Alessa…

My thoughts are interrupted.

"Now that you can communicate with me, what are you? What are all these things everywhere!?"

A growl erupts from my chest, so many questions.

'Those will be answered later, now we must go.'

I head towards the door as I pull it open, sensing her following me, I continue out of the apartment as I hear the door shut behind her.

Hecate's POV

I'm happy he at least let me follow along, instead of leaving me in that apartment alone. Even though I'm sure I will see more of those monsters if I stay around him, but it's better than having to fight them alone.

My ears catch the sound of vicious growling and small barking as we walk along the sidewalk outside the apartment, the creature seeming to know where all the nearby creatures are.

A dog? How can there be a dog out here? The sounds I'm hearing are exactly how a dog sounds…or at least it sounds like a large group of them ahead of us.

Catching sight of several small forms in front of us, all surrounding something in the darkness, I ask.

"…Are those dogs…?"

'Not quite…' His deep, booming voice responds inside my head.

Observing the forms, I realize they are red, and skinless.

"What are those…? They have no skin…"

'They are classified as Ferals.'

"…Oh."

As we continue to approach the dogs, they seem to have acknowledged our presence as they turn to face us, snarling.

"…oh shit…"

The large pyramid-headed creature steps out in front of me, drawing his Great Knife out in front of him across his body in a defensive pose, protecting me and also letting the dogs know he isn't afraid to kill them if they make a wrong move.

Taking these actions of his as a challenge, one of the dogs howl as other howls sound from the distance around us.

"…oh god, we are surrounded…"

'Remain calm, human. Your fear will only excite them.'

"Why my fear?"

'Because here, you are fresh food waiting to be hunted and devoured.'

"What…? Do you eat humans too…?"

He doesn't respond.

One of the dogs dart at us, mouth wide in a snarl and vicious exposure of his teeth.

Gripping his knife, the creature in front of me swings it to the side as if opening himself to the dog, as it gets closer he suddenly lifts and swings the heavy weapon with great power, catching the beast perfectly as the razor sharp blade slices through its neck like butter.

Watching the lifeless corpse of the dog fall to the ground, movement catches my attention as I see the other dogs run at us, 4 of them.

The Executioner stands ready as the dogs spread out, making it impossible for him to possibly kill them all at once.

A deep, inhuman growl erupts from his chest in frustration.

'Prepare yourself, in the event they decide on attacking you. I will try as much as I possibly can to keep attention on me.'

I obey as my grip on my weapon tightens.

Slamming his heavy weapon against the cement, The Executioner draws all attention on himself as he intimidates the beasts by challenging them.

One dog gets in his reach as he lifts his blade and swings it at the dog, slicing its chest in half from the front diagonally. Just as the first dog's body falls to the ground, one of the others tackles him from the side, grabbing onto his upper arm with its razor sharp teeth, piercing his skin and drawing large amounts of blood. The other dog tackles his other side, sinking its teeth into his shoulder.

The third dog then rounds behind him, tackling his back in an attempt to knock him forward onto the ground to take him down, but the attempt fails as he remains stable by moving one leg forward.

He grabs the dog by its neck on his right with his free hand as blood pours from his body, pooling on the ground.

I watch in sadness and worry as I attempt to rush to his aid, only for a booming, deep voice to halt me.

'Don't approach me, stay still!'

Obeying, I watch as he rips the head off the dog in his grip, the dog's hard grip on his shoulder not releasing even after its head left its body.

Feeling sudden force from my back, I find myself on the ground with heady weight on my back.

Looking behind me I come to realize a group of dogs behind me, a large one on my back.

I try to push myself off the ground, but this causes the dog to growl loudly as it goes to bite my neck. I stay still, closing my eyes and waiting for it to cause pain to me as a slash sounds from behind me as a heavier weight falls onto my back. I then realize the dog's head is gone as its body lies lifeless on my back.

Shoving it off me I rise to my feet only to be knocked down by the other dogs around me as a few of them begin biting and ripping at my clothes. All of them fall dead just as a glare of metal catches my eye.

I look up at the creature in front of me, who has about 3 dogs ripping him up.

He falls onto his knees, the blood loss getting to him as he tries getting the dogs off him.

Rising to my feet I grip my knife, he seems to know what I'm going to do.

'Stay!'

I ignore him as I slam the knife down and into the skull of one of the dogs, the one on his arm as it releases him and struggles to coordinate itself because of its brain being injured severely, yanking the blade I cut open the side of its head. One of the dogs get off the man as it runs at me, only for the creature to slice it in half before it reaches me.

I stab my blade into the last dog's chest, puncturing its heart as it turns to bite me, only for the creature to grab its neck and force it to the ground in front of him, snapping its neck.

Backing myself up from him, he seems to be watching me, though I'm not sure if he is impressed, unimpressed or angry.

Slowly he rises to his feet, the blood escaping his body comes to a halt.

'I am slightly impressed, human, barely impressed.'

"My name is not 'human', it is Hecate!"

'Alright then, 'Hecate', he says with annoyed emphasis, do you mind keeping your voice to a whisper before you attract more attention to yourself?'

Scoffing only slightly, I turn away and begin to head home with him.