Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The Fight Scene

Michael  slumped tiredly against the wall, his body sore, bruised and bloody. The creature howled as it jumped at him once more, it’s heavy hind feet slamming into his chest the talons ripping his jacket. Michael felt his armor give under the furious assault knocking the wind from him. Pushing off of the tired warrior the creature’s leather wings beat against the air as it took flight for another dive. Willing his body to move to react before it came back his tired form could only slump to the ground. Coughing wetly, Michael chuckled to himself “ So this is my end huh? Well then better make it a good one. “ Reaching for his sidearm he raised it shakily pointed at the oncoming beast. Two loud reports filled the small cave blood splattering from the diving creature as it suddenly fell to the ground and rolled to a stop near his feet. Michael sighed and dropped his gun, cleaning back against the wall and closing his eyes, willing his body to repair itself when he heard the familiar booming voice again “ Splendid fight brother, but did you really think I was going to let someone else kill you?”