The Agent of the Moon
Chapter 10
The creature's claws dig into my shoulders, causing the glass shards to push farther into my skin. I (with much shame) scream in agony, my grip tightening on my Kamas. The beast roars while shifting most of its weight on one "hand" and I take the opportunity to swing my Kama with as much force as I can muster. The blade somehow manages to lodge itself right in the creature's shoulder joint. The heavy black mass of fur and muscle jumps off of me, a look of pain and shock in its eyes, with my weapon sticking out of its shoulder. I roll to the side, right into another one. Blindly slashing in its direction, trying to keep the damn thing at bay while I try to stand up. My shoulder gives out as I fall to the floor, already having sustained too much damage to support my weight. I feel one of the beast's hot and rancid breath on my neck. My head swam and nausea filled my stomach at the smell. I assume it's human flesh. I cry out in agony as I feel something like razor blades cut into where my neck meets my shoulder, and immediately everything goes white.
I come to, my fingers throbbing, mouth incredibly dry, and really just aching everywhere. I'm lying on the floor, and I feel something sticky on my face as I lift my head. "Holy crap!" I exclaim, voice cracking, as I scramble to my feet. I stand there speechless observing the carnage all around me. I can't even tell you how many were here, as pieces and parts were everywhere. I mean it. My gaze follows some blood spatters trailing from the floor, up the wall, along the ceiling, and down the other wall. I shake in absolute terror, unsure of what just happened. I look around for my Kamas, and see one underneath a pile of… Ew…. Luckily the handle was sticking out enough so I pick it up and give the weapon a few shakes. The gore hit the ground with a sickening splat, and I spot the other weapon lodged into the wall to my right. I tiptoe over to the Kama, its blade giving off a faint glow, and pull it out of the dry wall. I sigh attempting to calm myself down. It doesn't work. "Well I suppose I should… check the rest of the building… yeah…" My voice trails off as I stumble towards the door.
I enter the hallway, but not before peeking around the corner. I face the long end of the hall, take a deep breath, and take my first step forward. The floor lets out a rather loud creak, causing me to jump. "Are you kidding me?!" I mumble along with a few other choice words. I continue down, checking every room as quickly and as quietly as possible. All I find, if anything, is a bunch of old furniture and dust everywhere. As I turn around to head towards the stairs, I notice something crudely engraved in the wall.
The first line read: SET ME FREE
HELP ME
I shudder just looking at it, and proceed towards the stairs. I attempt to open quietly, but the rust on the hinges had other plans. After a loud *SQUUUEEEAK* I pause, checking for any noise or signs of movement. At first I hear nothing, but I then pick out a faint echo of something. It almost sounds like whimpering. I shift my head, attempting to figure out which direction the sound is coming from. If it's actually injured it would naturally go down, instead of fighting gravity. I think to myself.
Good idea me!
I'm crazy aren't I? Talking to myself like this.
SHUT UP! I nearly yell aloud, annoyed with myself. I decide to follow my logic, and quietly make my way down the stairs. The whimpering gradually gets louder, and after about 4 flights I make out a rather large, black, furry mass still clawing its way down the stairs. I stand there motionless; this Wanderer is at least twice the size of any other I had ever seen! I ready my Kamas, and take another step. Unfortunately for me, I fail to notice the large pool of blood on the step below me. Before I know it I land on the creature. What the hell is my problem? Could I be any clumsier? I think angrily to myself. Then when I remember I just landed on a massive killing machine I hurry away from it, going up a few steps. I stop, and notice it just starts frantically moving faster, almost like it's scared. Instead of a growl it lets out a rather pathetic whimper and continues clawing its way down the stairs. I realize it's missing an arm and a leg, and its second leg appears to be fractured and limp. I sigh and with a swift move I leap back onto the beast, driving my Kamas into its head, silencing the Wanderer for good.
I sit on top of the roof, attempting to process what had happened. Did something come along and attack them? But why didn't it attack me? It was clearly a bloodthirsty animal. I groan, and lay on my back, looking up at the smoggy, dirty sky. Only a hint of red and orange was visible suggesting a sunset or sunrise. I jump up to my feet with a sudden realization. My bandana is no longer on my right shoulder. I also recall busting my shoulder into the window. I gasp looking down at myself, realizing I was practically not wearing anything. My shirt is tattered and torn to hell, my black jeans scuffed up and torn everywhere, and my shoes just completely gone. Turning my attention back to my shoulder, I rip off my shirt (the wind could've blown it off to be honest) and turn my attention to where I crash landed.
"What?" is all I can say. My shoulder looks like it has been healing for weeks, even though I busted it today. I try moving it more, and wince. My fingertips run across some bumps in my skin as I brush my silver hair out of the way. "Crap, the glass shards are still in there…" I mutter. I sit back down my hands propping my head up. I take a deep breath, and let out a long sigh along with a couple coughs (thanks pollution) as I await my ride to show up. "This'll make a fun story when I get back," I chuckle, "Oh I just failed at parkour, alerted the Wanderers to my presence, got ambushed, basically killed, and wake up to everything being dead except me."