Tetra
Legend Chaser
- Pronoun
- she/her
Horrid roaring blotted out Koa's thoughts. Wes, getting to his feet, throwing something and then - Was he running- No. No the others were moving too, scrambling for cover. Cover get to cover. His shoulder throbbed for some reason and he felt sick. Focus! But Steven couldn't move yet they had to get out of the way-
A blur of purple in his peripheral vision. Then the room tilted end over end. No impact, only the sensation of standing one moment, then being thrown violently off his paws and sent hurtling through the air. His yelp was cut short by the wall and he slid to the floor.
Then he felt the impact. Throbbing where his head struck the wall. Stinging in his shoulder. Pain all across his side that made him gasp reflexively, only to choke on air, the wind knocked out of him. His legs scrambled helplessly at the ground, as he tried to rise, but everything kept tilting under him. He opened his jaws to call out (Archie where was Archie was he okay) and only managed a strangled wheeze.
Through hazy vision he saw the thing, filling the hallway, tearing through it and into other rooms, hunting the others. Steven, still down. No sign of Archie. Everyone hiding.
Was this it? Would a quarter of their group just get killed in the night by this thing?
Fine. But not like this. Not without a fight.
Gritting his teeth, Koa numbly gathered his paws under him, barely. Enough to raise his head. Enough to fix the stupid shadow bug in his sights. Enough to gather his wits and fire a final flash of electricity at its retreating form, desperately hoping to stun or distract it.
His head whipped back down to look at Steven. "A trainer doesn't abandon their team." Maybe he could just get Steven into a room."Run, Koa--" he blurted in a strained whisper. "Just run."
A blur of purple in his peripheral vision. Then the room tilted end over end. No impact, only the sensation of standing one moment, then being thrown violently off his paws and sent hurtling through the air. His yelp was cut short by the wall and he slid to the floor.
Then he felt the impact. Throbbing where his head struck the wall. Stinging in his shoulder. Pain all across his side that made him gasp reflexively, only to choke on air, the wind knocked out of him. His legs scrambled helplessly at the ground, as he tried to rise, but everything kept tilting under him. He opened his jaws to call out (Archie where was Archie was he okay) and only managed a strangled wheeze.
Through hazy vision he saw the thing, filling the hallway, tearing through it and into other rooms, hunting the others. Steven, still down. No sign of Archie. Everyone hiding.
Was this it? Would a quarter of their group just get killed in the night by this thing?
Fine. But not like this. Not without a fight.
Gritting his teeth, Koa numbly gathered his paws under him, barely. Enough to raise his head. Enough to fix the stupid shadow bug in his sights. Enough to gather his wits and fire a final flash of electricity at its retreating form, desperately hoping to stun or distract it.
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