Unprovoked

324 words


“What the? “She felt the earth move.” No, it was just the floorboards. MOVE!” she hears in her mind. Her feet carry her outside, they do not stop running. Sirens, car alarms, screaming, smoke. Panic fills her mind. “Run!” Is all she receives in every sense she has.

There is no shelter. Projectiles rain down in every direction. Heartbeats a thousand times faster than normal. She closes her eyes to make it go away. The noise around her shatters that idea and she must survive. “Keep running!” Her mind tells her, but her body freezes. She can neither scream nor run.

Trapped inside the frozen body her eyes can see the chaos but now she is only a witness. The scene is horrific, all she ever knew has been destroyed. She feels a tear drip over her face. It wakes her.

Now she begins a process of planned action. When her body releases her from this state of paralysis she needs to know where and what her options are. They look slim to none right now. No direction looks safe. “Does she see anyone she can help?” She laughs at herself for that thought. She can’t even help herself.

Her mind must have sensed something because her body is running again, this time towards the smoke. If she can fight whatever it is, she will.

The demon is huge, so huge in fact, that it is unrecognizable as a single thing. It looks like an army. But she knows these are only appendages of the beast.

She will fight the individuals, but she is focused on the head of it. Now, with deliberate steps in mind she proceeds. Her intent is revenge. Her every cell is filled with a burning anguish never to be quenched. And she understands that, but she is human, and humans hate harder and longer than a single lifespan. She may die but her hate will not.