The Singer of Storms
Chapter 6: Chapter 6.
Previous Chapter Next ChapterA giant mechanical mole loomed over me. Black goop oozed out of its red, camera-like eyes. Wires and jagged metal hung from its opened chest like the part of the earth took a bite out of it to end its misery. Tremors pulsed up and down my spine. Its gaze made me feel like I was a meal that it hunted for centuries. I stood there motionless. My heart raced, begging me to run for my life, but I all I could do was stand petrified.
Run! My mind pleaded, but my body didn't respond. Run goddamit run! It shouted again. I felt my foot moved back. Run! I shouted again. Run, run, run! The metal mole slammed its huge scythe-like claws down at me, but I was faster. I barely dodged the swipe and bolted down the corridor towards where I believed was up and out.
I didn't look back. I couldn't. For if I do, then I would surely die. I ran, only hear its ear-bleeding screeching and heavy digging, chase after me in ravenous rage. Just as I ran past the atrium of the den. I heard something strange. It was like a minigun was charging behind me and was about to... fire. A stream of bullets flew past my head as I turned to the main corridor that lead out of the den. Not thinking of anything, but run towards the light. The mole monster began shooting at me.
I could feel my legs wanting to give out. My lungs burned and the thousands of bullets whizzing by wasn't helping my moral. Run! I kept yelling inside my head, but when I got to the end of the hall and into the sunlight. My heart sank as the mole monster ran out with me. I hid behind a tree as it randomly shot down the forest. My dream was still going, I thought I would wake up if I could get out of the den! Was I supposed to fight that thing?
More and more question I asked myself, the more quiet it got. I paused for a moment and look out of my hiding place to see the mole monster guarding the entrance with its guns aimed at the forest, unmoving.
"Alright... My options are limited, so how am I going to beat that thing?" I thought. "Figuring that I could the den to cave in something that would just dig through it would be pointless, but judging that it had miniguns took out my railgun... Fuck! Come on Cinder, Think!"
Off in the distance, I heard thunder rumbling like God was losing to Satan at bowling. The mole monster didn't like the noise and scuttled into the entrance. "Great, but, at least, I know what it doesn't like," I grunted. Learning that it doesn't like sound gave me an idea. I jumped out of my hiding spot after the mole monster, eager to fight it.
The mole exploded out of the entrance, sending rubble rain down from the sky. I dodged the larger stones and blocked the smaller ones with an air bubble that acted like a see-through shield. The mole brought up its guns and took aim. I accelerated my speed just as the stream of bullets flew by my head as I closed the gap, creating an air pocket in my hand. The mole realized that its guns were no longer effective, it brought up its claws just in time to kiss them goodbye.
The air compressed into a ball around my hand as I directed electricity into my finger tips. Within seconds, the air morphed into plasma and began rotating into a violent spin that wanted to break free from my grasp. I jumped up into the air dragging the ball with me. The mole brought up its claws to protect itself, but it was futile. I slammed the ball into its shield, destroying both of its arms and sending metal shards into its skull, killing it instantly.
I floated back down to the ground as the mole monster kissed the dirt with its deformed maw, sending up a puff of dirt into the air. I landed on the beast right beside one of its guns where I found a letter tied to the barrel. I picked it up and read its contents.
"Dear Cinder.
You cheated, but you win. See you next time."
The letter lingered in the back of my mind as I dragged my ass out of bed, but it didn't matter anymore. What mattered was that I was still alive with a soft form sharing my private area. I rubbed my eyes clear of the crust and let them adjust before I kicked my intruder out of my bed. I looked over towards the painful moaning of a female of some kind to see if I cause some damage. Was I grumpy? Probably. Being chased around by a fucking Meck would do that to you.
To my non-surprise, Silver got up pursing her lips at me like nothing was wrong. I rolled my eye's and chucked my pillow at her face with an audible "POMF!"
"What did I do to deserve such rudeness?" She pouted throwing the pillow back at me. I caught it mid-air and set it back on the bed.
"You haven't even reached first base yet let alone bedsharing base, which is two."
"I don't see the problem," she sighed getting up, "you are very comfy to lay with."
"Gurr," I replied.
Silver left me alone for the rest of the day, which I spent mostly walking around in my armor and getting growled at by everyone I passed. I found myself after exploring the abandon caves in a strange place. The walls were glowing with strange slime that dripped from the ceiling. The floor was slippery and I sensed with my strange abilities that there was something in the air. I walked deeper into the cave, watching the darkness slowly encase me until there was nothing but the green, sickly glow. I couldn't see where I came from, nor where I was going. I had to stop to figure out what the hell was going on, which was a big mistake. I slipped on my ass and began sliding downwards into the black abyss unable to stop.
A small figure scurried through the darkness searching for something, anything that she could get her hands on. She knew that something powerful was nearby her home, but she couldn't find it even though it radiated as bright as the green glow in the black sky. After a while, she stopped to rest directly underneath the green light in the sky. She searched through her bag for her lunch, which was a disgusting blue goop that she grew up on.
To her, it tasted as bad as the urine that she had to drink every now and again when the well went dry. Though, it was a taste she was used to even though the thought was disturbing to her at times. As she ate, she heard a sound. It was peculiar to say the least. To her, it sounded like the death shrieks from the Demon witches that hung around the Pitt to calm the colossi that dwelled below.
The sound gradually got louder and louder the more and more she ate. She paused her final bite to figure out where it was coming from. She trained her ears to the east. Nothing. To the west. Nothing. The north and south. Still, nothing. It wasn't until she looked up to the green glow that she found where the screams were coming from, but she didn't have time to react. A figure fell from the sky, flailing its arms and legs hoping to grab onto something. To her surprise, the figure stopped its descent into the void she called her home and floated down right in front of her.
It's glowing, azure blue eyes stared at her and she. It. The glow of the sky showed its silhouette which gave it a heavenly figure that was beyond the beauty of the succubi that ruled Dantes inferno. Her curves were lustful, her eyes, deep and alluring. The strange clothing gave her power that the demons can't touch. And she was staring back at her equally mesmerized.
"Hello?" the fallen angel asked.
All she could do was faint in reply in ecstasy to her heavenly voice.
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