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Part 7 of the story! <3
Adam is in a fight with the thug who turns out to be more than a thug.
I struggle against the cold grip of the stranger. So far I had been dragged several metres away, trying to get away from this oblivious man. He had twisted my arm painfully and tugged me away, paining me even more. The man had big strong arms, extending out towards my cuffed neck. If he were taking me somewhere, it wouldno t be to a carnival fair. Suddenly Jim materialises behind me, holding a glowing sword. My captivator turns around to face him, grinning as if this was just another little boy to pick up.
o Come to beat me up little crazy man?o he grins again. Jim cracks his knuckles.
o Youo re games up.o He grabs his sword and swiftly swipes at the mano s leg, tearing a large part of his pants off. He snarls and changes form. His bulky legs take form, changing from muscles to talons, and growing claws. His head turned grey and wrinkled, his eyes glowing red. He was a gargoyle. Jim grinned like a maniac, held his sword above his head, and cried a war cry. The gargoyle charged him, teeth gnashing and dripping poison. It swiped its claws across the flat of the blade, making sparks fly in different directions. Jim leapt up over the gargoyles head, causing it to shriek and flap its wings in different directions. Since when did the thing have wings? Jim jumped up onto one of the near houses, and held onto the pipe, circling down from the top of the building. The gargoyle shrieked again, the cold harsh cry of a beast sent by hell itself. It jumped up into the air, then broke the sound barrier, causing a harsh boom. It went flying up high, circling us from above. It was a predator of the night, out for the kill. I kept watching the thing, not knowing that my arms were rapidly tying knots and circles with the near rope. Once I did notice, I realised what I had made. A rope was hanging high above me, hanging from the nearest house high above. I looked through the window, into the room of a sleeping man and woman. On the wall was a few paintings and ornaments, and then there was a sword, resting on a solid wooden hanger, hanging from the wall. If I could just get that sword..... I swing myself around, opening up the window and swinging myself swiftly into the room. Crawling across the room, the couple do not notice me. I swifty jump up, and pull out one of the swords, making a clear ringing sound, sound beside me. The couple jump up from bed, looking around. Hiding in the shadows, I crawl back over to the gaping window, about to jump out. Suddenly there was a screech from behind me. The gargoyle was holding a screaming woman by her neck, the man cold on the floor, not moving. I hold my sword above my head, waiting to fend off the beast. Jim materialises beside me, holding his own sword. He winks at me, with that mischievous smile. He swings his sword around his head, twisting in mid air, and slicing at the beast, gashing it. It screeched and dropped the woman who ran off, terrified. The beasto s red eyes glow in the moonlight, making it look even more terrifying. Of course, that didno t stop me from sprinting around and jumping onto its back before you can even say spaghetti. The thing kept shaking me around, trying to get me off. I got out my dagger, which I never knew I had, and stabbed it into the things back, giving me a handhold on the thing. Shaking around, howling in pain, I held onto my dagger which was firmly stuck into the beast's back. Swinging around like a ragdoll, I swung around and grabbed onto one of the pillars which was stuck into the walls. I pulled, straining on the beast, pulling it towards the pillar, holding my sword out in front of me. I caught Jim in the corner of my eye, jumping from pillar to pillar like a monkey. The beast still tugging on my dagger, snarls at Jim and snaps at him as he flies past. Tired from the beasto s immense strength, I release the thing, letting it sprawl to the ground. I land on top of it again, trying to stab my sword into its back. The thing claws it way around, butting my sword away and making gash marks in the ground. Spinning around, it clawed away at my shirt, tearing away a large chunk of my flesh. I yelp and jump back, just in time before the thing tries slicing at me again. Grimacing in pain, I limp over to a chair. The gargoyle snarling in delight closes onto me, its claws extended. Suddenly the things head turns back into the thug that it was before.
o Have a nice trip.o
MORE COMING SOON
Adam is in a fight with the thug who turns out to be more than a thug.
I struggle against the cold grip of the stranger. So far I had been dragged several metres away, trying to get away from this oblivious man. He had twisted my arm painfully and tugged me away, paining me even more. The man had big strong arms, extending out towards my cuffed neck. If he were taking me somewhere, it wouldno t be to a carnival fair. Suddenly Jim materialises behind me, holding a glowing sword. My captivator turns around to face him, grinning as if this was just another little boy to pick up.
o Come to beat me up little crazy man?o he grins again. Jim cracks his knuckles.
o Youo re games up.o He grabs his sword and swiftly swipes at the mano s leg, tearing a large part of his pants off. He snarls and changes form. His bulky legs take form, changing from muscles to talons, and growing claws. His head turned grey and wrinkled, his eyes glowing red. He was a gargoyle. Jim grinned like a maniac, held his sword above his head, and cried a war cry. The gargoyle charged him, teeth gnashing and dripping poison. It swiped its claws across the flat of the blade, making sparks fly in different directions. Jim leapt up over the gargoyles head, causing it to shriek and flap its wings in different directions. Since when did the thing have wings? Jim jumped up onto one of the near houses, and held onto the pipe, circling down from the top of the building. The gargoyle shrieked again, the cold harsh cry of a beast sent by hell itself. It jumped up into the air, then broke the sound barrier, causing a harsh boom. It went flying up high, circling us from above. It was a predator of the night, out for the kill. I kept watching the thing, not knowing that my arms were rapidly tying knots and circles with the near rope. Once I did notice, I realised what I had made. A rope was hanging high above me, hanging from the nearest house high above. I looked through the window, into the room of a sleeping man and woman. On the wall was a few paintings and ornaments, and then there was a sword, resting on a solid wooden hanger, hanging from the wall. If I could just get that sword..... I swing myself around, opening up the window and swinging myself swiftly into the room. Crawling across the room, the couple do not notice me. I swifty jump up, and pull out one of the swords, making a clear ringing sound, sound beside me. The couple jump up from bed, looking around. Hiding in the shadows, I crawl back over to the gaping window, about to jump out. Suddenly there was a screech from behind me. The gargoyle was holding a screaming woman by her neck, the man cold on the floor, not moving. I hold my sword above my head, waiting to fend off the beast. Jim materialises beside me, holding his own sword. He winks at me, with that mischievous smile. He swings his sword around his head, twisting in mid air, and slicing at the beast, gashing it. It screeched and dropped the woman who ran off, terrified. The beasto s red eyes glow in the moonlight, making it look even more terrifying. Of course, that didno t stop me from sprinting around and jumping onto its back before you can even say spaghetti. The thing kept shaking me around, trying to get me off. I got out my dagger, which I never knew I had, and stabbed it into the things back, giving me a handhold on the thing. Shaking around, howling in pain, I held onto my dagger which was firmly stuck into the beast's back. Swinging around like a ragdoll, I swung around and grabbed onto one of the pillars which was stuck into the walls. I pulled, straining on the beast, pulling it towards the pillar, holding my sword out in front of me. I caught Jim in the corner of my eye, jumping from pillar to pillar like a monkey. The beast still tugging on my dagger, snarls at Jim and snaps at him as he flies past. Tired from the beasto s immense strength, I release the thing, letting it sprawl to the ground. I land on top of it again, trying to stab my sword into its back. The thing claws it way around, butting my sword away and making gash marks in the ground. Spinning around, it clawed away at my shirt, tearing away a large chunk of my flesh. I yelp and jump back, just in time before the thing tries slicing at me again. Grimacing in pain, I limp over to a chair. The gargoyle snarling in delight closes onto me, its claws extended. Suddenly the things head turns back into the thug that it was before.
o Have a nice trip.o
MORE COMING SOON
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