Slowly, painfully, angrily, the Alpha Beowolf pulls itself upright.
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Flagstones crack and splinter, some sent flying in dangerous shrapnel. Its jet black body flies over their heads as the pair of girls hug the ground, before it impacts on the ground with a tremoring rumble. The Grimm misses them by inches as it tries to leap at them. The sound of a claw slashing through the air above their heads, accompanied by the sound of a heavy weight sailing above their heads prove Carmen’s actions right. And it’s instinct that makes Carmen put all of her miniscule strength into pulling Melo down to the ground, the older girl crying in shock as she falls. They run as they hear the snapping crack of lasguns and other rifles firing away at the Grimm. They run even as the sounds of pursuit continues behind them, the beast roaring and snarling. “ Just keep running,” Another voice, this one deeper and wiser than the first sounded, cut in. “ We’re being chased by a big Grimm! Help us!” The young girl screams inside her head. But the rapid and heavy footsteps behind them, and a quick roar, put that thought from Carmen’s mind. That… did not sound like something a God would say. “ … If you want to speak to me, you need to think what you’re saying.” “T-The Emperor?” She says in quiet shock. ‘ Someone, anyone! Oh… Emperor, please, if you’re listening… Help us!’Ĭarmen lets out a gasp in shock as she hears the voice respond inside her head. “This way!” Melo calls out before the pair jink down another street. ‘ Brothers of Light and Dark, Holy Gods… anyone! Anyone who can hear me please help us!’ She cries out in her head, even as she begins to feel tears stream down her face as she hears the sound of footsteps behind them. Her momma and papa never taught her any serious prayers to anyone, nor did she ever hear either of them saying any. Out of breath, and out of options, she does something she has never actually done before she prays. Nearly every run is a stumble and a fall for the girl, but she does her best to keep up. Quickly followed by the rapid sound of heavy footfalls.Ĭarmen does her best to keep up, but she is much shorter than the older girl. They run, faster than either has run in their lives, driven by fear.īehind them they hear the clash of blade and claw stop, before an ear-splitting roar fills the night sky. Melo has to put the younger girl down after a while, overestimating her own strength in the rush of adrenaline, so they end up running hand in hand. Away from the fight, and away from the protection of the townspeople. “Carmen!” The older girl cries out before she takes the Faunus girl in her arms and lifts her away. Her view of the fight is blocked by a familiar face blocking her sight. He’s slower than the beast, but the icon in his hands keeps the beast back, seeming to hurt it every time he holds it to the Grimm’s face. So she can do nothing but stand there as she watches Father Constantine fight the monster, his sword flashing with steel in the light as he swings it against the Grimm. She saw it standing over the mayor, its mouth and claws ready, and it was trying to get down the well at her too, trying to claw its way down the well her momma and papa had put her in.
Her papa had tried to stop her seeing it, but she had seen it during the bad night. Fear that paralyzes the limbs and the brain into inaction.Ĭarmen knows that monster. Enjoy.ĮTA: THE RIGHT FORMATTING IS BACK! HALLELUJAH! PRAISE JEBUS!įear has frozen her to the spot. Still, here is the final part of chapter 6. As I've said before, I am so glad I'm not a professionally paid writer. Which if anyone is curious, is 22,493 words. But, if I did, it would probably stretch the entire document I'm writing on to 50+ pages, and the end of this segment has it sitting at 40 pages long for chapter 6 as a whole. Like, this scene would have had a lot more people and a few more stunts involved, and I also wanted to end this whole chapter on something a bit. wow, this is getting a bit cluttered, even for me". I have too many ideas and I want to write them all down, then when I start writing the scenes I want to write, I end up going ". Because, I'm starting to appreciate how much stuff I have to actually cut out of my own stuff to trim it down. I'm also going to say this will be the end of chapter 6.
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