Sharkyshark
Just chillin'
The first shot, hurried and one-handed, went wild. The slug sailed high over the woman’s shoulder, smashing through one of the reinforced-glass windows. The boom of the shotgun was agonizing within the confines of the tiny tower, but the painful ringing in his ears would be the least of Gus’ concerns. The woman was upon him, except she wasn’t just some pretty woman any longer. In her place was a monster, a skeletal being with a hunched animal’s figure. Its grey, mottled skin was stretched taut over its protruding bones, patches of mangy fur scattered across its body. The head was little more than a skull, empty eye sockets staring at Gus as it slashed at him with its claws. The antlers crowning the skull may have resembled a deer’s, but the teeth were unmistakably carnivorous. When it howled again, the tower itself seemed to shake, almost as though the beast had called down the storm itself.
Gus’ second shot was luckier than the first. The heavy lead foster slug slammed into the beast’s shoulder, smashing through bone and flesh and sending the creature sprawling back. It got quickly to its feet, clutching at its shoulder wound as dark red blood splattered on the tower floor.
“You humans and your toys,” it growled. The voice was low and harsh, a far cry from the sweet woman’s voice it had been just moments earlier. “Fire and iron and lead. So cruel. So cowardly. I’ll be seeing you again, Guts. I’ll have your face!”
In an instant, the creature dove out the window, smashing through the glass and vanishing into the storm. A trail of blood could be seen leading off into the woods, but it would soon wash away in the rain.
Gus’ second shot was luckier than the first. The heavy lead foster slug slammed into the beast’s shoulder, smashing through bone and flesh and sending the creature sprawling back. It got quickly to its feet, clutching at its shoulder wound as dark red blood splattered on the tower floor.
“You humans and your toys,” it growled. The voice was low and harsh, a far cry from the sweet woman’s voice it had been just moments earlier. “Fire and iron and lead. So cruel. So cowardly. I’ll be seeing you again, Guts. I’ll have your face!”
In an instant, the creature dove out the window, smashing through the glass and vanishing into the storm. A trail of blood could be seen leading off into the woods, but it would soon wash away in the rain.