He was cornered, five demons about to pin him to a painful death.
He had to think fast or he'll end up like the rabbit...
Garnering up courage, he plowed them out of his way; his mouth soaked with a bloody bite.
Grrrr
It was that man, that tall man...
He sent these devils...
Seemingly unaffected by the dog's blow, the demons swiftly swung their scythes in his direction. Nearly slicing him in half.
Thinking fast, Hewie ran for it. There was no way he was gonna be lizard food!
He barked, Fiona! Where are you? Don't leave me!
He was lost in the damn forest again, no end in sight.
That... human... the one that brought trouble.
Is he here?
The dog sniffed the ground, picking up a distinct scent... of blood.
It's the lizard things... I gotta avoid them.
He hightailed to the right, panting vigorously.
Fiona, where are you? He barked and barked for his friend, to no avail.
Fiona-! Hewie was alerted by a trail of footsteps in the soggy marsh.
Carefully, the dog stepped over to them and gave it a good sniff.
It was a foreign scent, but something in his head told him he knew it...
Grrr...
I bet it's him... I must find Fiona, I must warn her!
He... he might be after her, too.
He gust off to the now in view castle, barking for his dear friend.
He nearly made it to the front staircase, but was cut off-
"It's you again. Damn mutt, stay away!" The castle's keeper, Riccardo, wasn't on very good terms with Hewie.
The keeper revealed his pistol, shooting near Hewie's feet.
The dog wasn't taking any chances and ran to the front garden, destroying precious flowers and plants.
"Hey!"
Hewie ran as fast as he ever could, nearly missing an attempt through an open window. He somehow made it.
Regaining breath, he gave the area a good look around-
It's that smell... I... I can...
Sudden footsteps boomed through the spaceous hallways, mumbling barely audible.
Hewie listened intently to the human gibberish,
"garblegarblegarble the girl garblegarble demon garble portal garblegarble key..."
Something clicked into his head, This one's after Fiona, too!
The booming instantly ceased, as if on que.
"It's you..."
In a split second a floating glass sword darted towards Hewie- he being lucky enough to dodge it.
"I won't let you stop me. I'll kill you whether by my own hand," Suddenly three creatures burst through a nearby window-
"Or otherwise." A door slammed in the distance.
Great! More smelly things...
The demons looked doll, or rather, puppet-like.
They inched their way closer to the cornered dog, eyes glowing a sickening red.
Hewie just lowered his head, growling...
With a quick whip of his tail, he bulled through the pack of marionettes; they ended up crashing into the walls.
A proud look on his face, Hewie darted aross the hallway to a closed door.
I have to get this opened someway...
The dog gave it a good sniff around until noticing a large hole in the wall nearby.
Ah hah! I hope I can find Fiona in time.
After some tedious crawling and digging, Hewie made it through to the other side.
Now where am I?
He appeared to be in another corridor, dark and narrow.
Hm? Hewie's ears pricked up at distinct talking.
Carefully trodding through the hallway and keeping a good ear out, he made out some words,
"garblegarblegarblegarble Dante garblegarble"
The dog cocked his head slightly,
It's him, it's his voice.