Your hands went to your weapons, unfastening them as you stood ready to draw them, as you tried to figure what exactly it was that you were up against. It had four luminous yellow eyes, eyes that you couldn't quite tell if they were supposed to be horizontally or vertically aligned yet, given that they were at an angle. They stretched up and out, finishing out over the river.
This confused you, as you couldn't figure what would possibly sit at such an awkward angle.
You needed more variables, something that would tell you what it was that you were up against. You needed it to approach the light, but you didn't dare move yet. The streetlamp that gave you light enough to see what was going on clearly in your immediate vicinity almost blinded you to what this think was.
Without the light, you knew that you could see its outline looming in the darkness, that would at least give you a better idea of what it was. If you saw a shape, you could match it to the many things you had seen in your lifetime, assign its form to the nearest animal it matched. That was assuming however, that it matched an animal. For all you knew, it could be some hideously corrupted monstrosity that bore no form you could possibly hope to associate it with.
A large, thick tentacle edged into the light, inquisitively poking as it edged ever forwards, as it poked and prodded at the debris that sat in its way, before touching upon the base of the lamp post. There was a crack as it pulled it free of the ground, the sound of tortured metal and escaping gas filling the air, only for a solid clunk to fill the air as an emergency stop valve sprang into action on the gas line.
For a brief moment you almost forgot that the beast that had done this existed as you gave a small nod of approval to this well thought out design.
Now you sat in darkness.
Now, your eyes adjusted to the gloom as the form of this thing slowly came into sight.
It was a large mass that seemed to quiver as many tentacled arms writhed at its base, a form with four luminous yellow eyes stretching up the side of its body. At least you assumed the conical mass that leaned out over the river was a body. While the body of it appeared to be soft with how it visibly quivered, the thing was massive. You weren't certain that you were armed with anything that could do substantial enough damage to that thing.
It was a hungry creature that had been lured out of the water, it had been brought up to deal with you. Your enemies wanted you out of the picture, that could only mean one thing. The sensation of eyes all around you, was your enemies.
Your gun was drawn as you decided that the best course of action was to wound this thing and run while it thrashed around, to cause a distraction and to head down the alleyways where it couldn't possibly hope to chase you.
Your aim was spot on as you fired from the hip, your hand drawing back the hammer on your revolver as you fired off four bullets, hitting those four visible eyes.
One bullet for each eye.
The creature screeched as it visibly recoiled, tentacles lashing out as it demolished riverside property, screams coming from all around as towns people started to flee their homes in the confusion.
Ducking into the nearest alley you made a mental note that you had two bullets remaining in your weapons cylinder, rubble falling behind you as a vast tentacle clipped the side of the building, while before you loomed a figure.
Metal glinted as moonlight caught it, robes fluttered as the figure stepped forward.
Two more gunshots rang out as you shot the figure in the arm and the chest, quickly holstering your empty weapon as you replaced it with your machete, lashing out as you watched the weapon falling from their grasp. You weren't happy with disarming them, you wanted to ensure that they were literally unarmed.
Pained cries filled the air as you swung your blade twice, once for each shoulder as you severed the arms of the figure before you before you swung your foot for its legs, tripping it. Sheathing your machete in one fluid motion, you stooped, grabbing the legs of this fallen figure.
The enlightened had set a trap for you that had failed and now you had one of the enlightened.
The trail of thick ichor that this thing bled quickly ceased as corrupted flesh knitted, as you dragged it down alleyways, across streets and into one of the more rundown parts of the city on the outskirts.
You eventually stopped as you made your way into a rundown city square, windows boarded up all about you, visible dust and debris inside some of the partially collapsed buildings telling you that it was as good as uninhabited. Breathing deeply, you stepped back, locking the figures one leg in place as you exerted yourself, twisting their ankle sharply enough to hear a pop and a crack.
The figure let out another cry of pain, a cry that faded into a low moan that made you feel uncomfortable as there was something distinctly femanine about it.
You had been too caught up in defending yourself and escaping earlier to pay attention to who this thing was. As you turned to face them, to look down at the figure you had captured you took note that their arms were regrowing, that they wouldn't remain harmless for long. Unless you wanted to inflict further injury upon it to to keep it from recovering.
You no doubt had questions, but did you want to inflict more harm than was necessary on this thing?Single Action, Fixed Cylinder Revolver. (Six Capacity, Slow Loading)
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