Kinda short Chap 3 part 3

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Running flat out down the forest path I spotted a blind corner in front of me. Barreling around the bend in the trail I almost run right into some kind of large catlike critter. Startling the both of us. Not having time to slow down or do anything much but keep on going I passed the kitty in a flash. Glancing back over my shoulder after a few seconds I see the large feline standing still in the middle of the trail shocked into immobility staring back at me. Letting out a small giggle I think 'Whats that old saying... You don't have to be the fastest you just have to outrun the slowest'..

I picked up my speed at that point, My legs were starting to burn and to make matters worse the trail was starting to go uphill fast. About a hundred yards past the bend and my feline roadblock I took another glance behind me. What I saw caused me to temporarily forget my burning lungs and legs. A tidal wave of evil bunny's zerg rushed around the the bend and promptly tore that poor kitty to pieces. The damn bunny's didn't even pause for a second while dealing with that light snack. “Holy shit!” I gasp out.

Huffing and puffing and cussing up a storm between gasping for more air I reached the end of the trail. I was standing at the edge of a three hundred and fifty foot cliff. Below was the lake, to my right was closely packed tree's and to my left was a group of large boulders. Thinking quickly I did not really want to make that leap into the lake for a few reasons. I had no idea how deep the lake was below me. More importantly a fall from this height even into water could kill me. Looking back at the oncoming hoard I decided my options were limited, choosing plan A “Peace through superior firepower” I snatched my rifle off my shoulder flipped the selector to full auto and let loose a storm of sizzling copper jacketed lead.

“Boomboomboomboomboomboomboom.....” The group of furious furry critters were packed together like sardines. My bullets were slamming right through the front runners and even those right behind to kill those in the rear. Seeing the effects of my fire did not give me much hope though, there were hundreds of the fuckers coming at me down the path. Stripping out empty and Slapping in a new mags one after the other I was decimating them. The trail looked like a meat slaughtering plant had hauled its offal out into the woods and decided to paint everything with gore.

By the time I slammed in my last mag for my m14 I noticed that a good majority of the critters were dead but there was still more then fifty left, they didn't seem to care about their loss's. At this point they had gotten to within fifty yards of me, Firing off my last twenty rounds at the hoard I screamed out “REMEMBER THE ALAMO!”. Dropping my m14 I pulled out my pistol and while backing up towards the cliff proceeded to fire once more. “pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop” Reload “poppoppop....”

I Reloaded my pistol with my last mag just in time to once again get hit by a ugly train of fur. 'Why does this keep happening to me?' flashes through my mind as I was propelled over the side of the cliff. At this point my weird time slowing ability kicked in as I did a rather good impression of trinity from the movie matrix.

If I hadn't had a critter attached to my arm and leg I just might have enjoyed the experience of flying. Looking up I see the little bastards are doing their very own impression of a lemming train. 'Good at least these assholes are going to die with me' I think.

Turning my attention to the critters attached to my arm and leg I placed the barrel of my pistol to the head of the one on my arm first. 'Booom' and then....As I was moving to shoot the one on my leg.. Everything went black.

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