《Is there a day after tomorrow》ch 10 Snowflake
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I could hear Marc yelling something in panic, but I had no idea what that was all about. Next to me Carlos hurriedly shoved a gun to my hand and told me to fire anything that is not them.
My palms are sweating, knees weak, arms heavy (No vomit on my sweater at least yet) as I grasped the handgun which I recognized.
Glock 19. 9 mm bullets and can hold 15 bullets a magazine. With this I felt a lot better and took off the safety and aimed toward the door waiting for whatever was about to come from there.
Marc and Jaume slowly backed from the room in question and when out of the door they started to sprint madly and took out their handguns, while Elena raised her right arm towards there incredibly serious look on her face.
''What the hell is in there???''
''Something that killed 8 of our brothers and sisters before, we managed to wound it but it seems that it is still very much alive. Now be quiet and focus. Aim for the head and hope for the best.''
I had no time to ponder what the hell did that mean but one thing was sure. It was not something I could take on myself if these people died.
*GRAAAAAAWR*
Loud resounding roar was heard. I could hear Marc mumble something about white demon. Demonio blanco was what he was calling it and refused to believe that there were demonic beings that had descended upon earth.
I could see the formerly so tough chick & dicks gang losing confidence by the second and readied myself to sprint back to the starting point in case they did the same.
And as if to prove my thoughts they looked at each other and then as if pre planned started to run back like whipped by the devil and I too started to sprint as fast as I could.
There was not a snowball's chance in hell I would risk my life to let them lock that door before I got in. Now I had a gun so I should have some speaking rights and pose some threat to them should things go south.
Elena shouted at Marc to close the trapdoor as soon as he got in but I was closing in on him fast and finally made it through the trapdoor with everyone.
Angry roars are audible from behind that door and I could feel the ground shake a little from its charge.
''It's breaking the door, run!!''
Sounds of something massive clashing against the door was heard and even the creaking of the hinges was heard loud and clear.
I huffed and puffed as I started to run out of breath.''Why does Usan Böltter love running so much, it's so tiring.''
That agility and stamina increase turned out to be a winning bet in the end as it came to fleeing for our lives in the end.
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Behind us we could hear an ever increasing sound of slamming to the trapdoor and angry roars, but should that door be able to hold it? It was made out of metal after all.
Sound of a metal door hitting the floor of the tunnel was heard and thrown aside as something huge was starting its deadly chase.
''CORRE MÀS RÁPIDO IDIOTA MARC'' Elena yelled at Marc as he was built like a tank and agility was not his forte.
We could hear the beast approaching rapidly but fortunately the exit staircase was just in sight and we were about to be safe.
Climbing the staircases to safety I looked at the bottom of the tunnel and saw Marc just about to reach to safety when a brown blur zoomed in, clutched his torso in its jaws and climbed the staircase rapidly.
''What are you doing?? Close the trapdoor now!!'' I yelled at Elena but she was in shock seeing Marc in the jaws of the beast.
The chase was up, and the beast came as the winner as it climbed out from the trapdoor. I could see its magnificence in its full glory.
''Sweet mother of God....''
I looked at the formidable beast from bottom to top, I was seeing an unusually big brown bear with a standing height of about 3.5 meters. Slightly reddish fur and blazing red eyes. But the crowning jewel of this ''white demon'' was not the blazing red eyes, no. It was snout and paws full of white powder mixed with blood and guts.
''This cocaine fuelled fucker HAS to be the most dangerous animal currently existing on this planet at least before it's heart gives out.''
Elena snapped out of it! Freeze it and we can still survive!''
I watched Elena seemingly have lost her whole world. Jaume and Carlos opened fire aiming at its head with pistols and I followed their lead.
Maybe with teamwork we can overcome Snowflake the Terrible.
Snowflake dropped Marc on the ground and it was obvious that he was long gone as there was a large chunk of his torso missing and set its sights towards the first people to shoot at it. It seemed to remember their faces from the previous time Snowflake was shot at and got a few scars on its face.
In cocaine fuelled rage it started to charge towards Jaume like an unstoppable force, and when Jaume saw this his face drained of color and emptied his entire magazine of ammo on it.
Snowflake leaped and bit Jaume's head clean off and seemingly enjoyed his little snack before moving on to the main course and refilling more ''snow''.
There were only Carlos, me and Elena left.
Elena was slumped next to Marc's body while little by little gained more clarity in her eyes and finally stood up, eyes glowing in bluish shade of color.
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''Marc was the father of my unborn baby... I will rip your head off in turn and hang it over fireplace.'' Her quiet mumbles resounded in the open area and the blueish light was rapidly turning shade darker.
There was a hint of madness in those beautiful hazel/blue eyes as she briefly gazed upon me before turning her attention back to Snowflake.
If I could survive from the bear I most likely would have to hide from Elena as soon as I could based on her gaze that gave me goosebumps.
Before I could think of it any further Elena launched a furious magical attack on Snowflake, and Carlos provided cover fire for her to slow down Snowflake's speed and damage it.
Aiming carefully silently counting that I had fired 11 shots already, I should have 4 shots left and after that my options were to run to Marc's corpse and take the fire ax or flee myself.
Fleeing seemed at the time as a good option, but where would I run to? Exhausted, no weapon beside Curtain-kun in the streets where zombies are bound to soon swarm based on the noise Snowflake was making.
It seems like the only option is...to fight.
Snowflake noticed something that could be of danger to himself from Elena and focused all his attention to her, but he was a step late in noticing the danger.
''Chill of Winter''
Elena used the freezing mist I was familiar from before, and had raised her left arm forward as well. Then I noticed that besides the freezing mist, there were icy blue balls forming between her hands and quickly hit Snowflake.
Carlos tried to divert some of Snowflake's attention by slashing with his axe to its rear, but while it did work somewhat.
The cocaine fueled superbear seemed to know no fear nor pain so it charged forward.
Seeing that it ignores lower threats I mustered courage and picked up Curtain-kun for a few hits in the back of the head and charged forward.
Snowflake roared in anger but still determined that it had to get rid of the dangerous woman in front of him first and then deal with the insects afterwards.
Snowflake reached Elena and was about to deal a finishing blow to her with his massive claws. I bashed in Curtain-kun and somewhat managed to slow down the claws descend in which Elena managed to dodge it.
Carlos moved in for the kill with the fire ax and he swung as hard as he could. Snowflake sensed the incoming threat and quickly turned his attention to Carlos ,slicing his throat wide open with its cocaine covered claws.
Elena grasped this critical time and continued casting her spells at furious pace while Snowflake was distracted with Carlos.
I could only be wary of the same thing, but I still had to try to inflict as much damage as I possibly could.
I could not go down without at least inflicting grievous wounds on my killer right?
Curtain pole-kun was truly a trusty mate to me with its length.
If it wanted to swing me dead, it would have to stop focusing Elena and currently I was the lowest threat.
Snowflake braced on despite my hits and moved towards Elena.
I could see that she was pale from over-taxing herself, but there was not anything else for me to do but to swing at her head and pray for the best.
When Snowflake was just half a meter from killing Elena I delivered my full strength hit directly to the back of his head and the beast finally succumbed to the onslaught.
''Sweet mother of god I am alive, we made it!'' I yelled in an excited manner, while breathing deep and rapid breaths.
Elena stood there dumbly looking at Snowflake and then at me for 15 seconds and then broke the silence.
''Marc was my baby's daddy. We brought you here to ensure that it would not have been us! It is all your fucking fault that he is gone!''
Elena seemed to have lost all her restraints and I could feel her eyes radiating intense madness and hatred.
I knew then and there that it's me or her that leaves this place alive.
I watched Elena's eyes turning again from hazel to slightly chilly blue and considered my options if I could dodge it or do I just rush in and smack her in the head with Curtain-kun.
When I looked beside her at the Snowflake, it occurred to me. Smack em until xp comes rolling in. It was not yet dead.
Snowflake opened his eyes slowly and saw the prey right in front of him. It could not help but to feel resentful.
Why did those two legged apes have to come ruin his party time with the powder, and in vengeance reached his head in and chomped at the woman's neck.
I watched silently as Snowflake clearly was on his last legs before eternal sleep, biting Elena to death.
I grabbed my trusty pole and charged forward to smack him till I got the xp points.
Few hits in and Snowflake finally lost consciousness. Continuing the hard bashing for a minute or so, I heard the sweetest sounds I ever heard in my life.
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