Sunday, July 12, 2009

Jast: Fight for Your Life (Pt. 2)

The orc gave Jast a confused look before being knocked to the ground by a pouncing cat. Jast unslung his rifle and fired a shot at Garec hitting him in the shoulder and causing him a yelp in pain. Jast instantly spun around and began to run for the brush. He shouted back as he ran, "Milyn, let's go. Now!" He glanced back to see Milyn catching up with him, her face stained with blood. Most of it the orc's he assumed. Looking past her he saw the orc began to get up. He mentally cursed at them as he focused back on getting to the cover of the forest. A few strides from the forest a tearing pain shot through his thigh. He shouted and fell head first into the thick brush. He looked down at his left leg to see a flat knife sticking out of it. He flipped over so he was sitting with the rifle in his lap and gripped the knife. He gritted his teeth and pulled the blade out. Blood oozed from the wound onto the ground. There would be no time to bandage it now. It was time for a new plan. He quickly loaded a round into his rifle and waited.

He heard the four approach. He breathed slow and quiet, not moving a muscle. The orc's body broke through the brush. Jast pulled the trigger without looking. The rifle went off only a few feet from the orc. He flew back out of the brush as the bullet tore through him. Jast quickly began to get up and run as he heard Garec shout "What the hell!" from across the rivine. Jast tore off through the brush as fast as his wounded leg would carry him. The brush tore at him, ripping his clothes and his flesh. After what felt like an eternity of running he stumbled into the clearing around the river. Me walked over to the bank and stood trying to catch his breath. He looked at the river. It was a strong current and would be a tough swim in his current condition. He could head back into the woods and try and hide, but his leg would leave a blood trail that almost anyone could track. He looked down at Milyn, "Swim over and meet me on the other side girl. I'm gonna find another way across." She flattened her ears and gave him a sad look. He gave her a stern look, "Don't give me that. I'll be fine. Go now." Milyn turned and began to swim across the river. He stood and watched as she climbed onto the opposite bank, looked back and him and walked into the brush. He breathed a heavy sigh, and turned to look for a better way across. As he turned his face took on a look of despair. He stared at the two undead not more than ten yards away from him.

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