The beast leapt back, moving as easy as an oil painting might. The fire caught its shoulder rather than its head. The thing snarled and went to dig its teeth into any available section of the boy. It was large. Very large. And it smelled like something decaying. What was this thing?
Meanwhile, Shay watched. She willed her feet to move. Why was she being so useless? She had to do something. She looked around, but nothing was coming to mind. Everything was blank to her. What the hell was wrong with her? Do something! Do something!
Another yowl, and then another creature came from the trees. This one was smaller than the first and lighter in color. It moved with less care and less intent. It stood on the opposite side of Kenta and Shay to the other beast.
I...want to make him do terrible things lol.
The beast dug into his right shoulder, causing him to let out a pained scream. He forced himself to bring his arms around its head and dug his feet into the ground ,hoping he could hold it off. Now she can run! Now she can run! Now..! And then the second beast dropped in. His heart sank. Blood was flowing off his shoulder and down his arm. There was ANOTHER beast behind them. His mind ran wild in desperation. I'm gonna die! Shes gonna die! I can't! Do something! Do something! He screamed again, a combination of pain, anger, frustration, fear. Flame started to rage around him wildly, his yells echoing around them. Tears ran down his cheeks and his eyes glowed in the flames. "Do something do something do something DO SOMETHING!" The flames rose around him and then burst into scarlet cinders around him.
And then...
Silence...
Someone new...
But somehow...
This was him...
Kenta... or not Kenta... Someone stood there in his place. The beast was no longer in control. The thing was held by its throat, out from the mans bleeding shoulder.
"This..? The mans voice was cold, but something was familiar about it.
"This is what it took?"
Lol what?
What Shay noticed first about Kenta was all the whispering. So much. It forced her to her knees. Forced her to drop the knife and cry out. Her vision blurred. What was.... What was happening? She was in the darkness. The darkness with no light and no sound and only the cold clawing at her throat. Shay felt so sick. She was lost. She needed help. She wanted to cry for someone to take her hand, but her throat was sore. Was she screaming?
It hurt. God, did it hurt. Not in the physical realm of things. It cut deeper than that. It was a chill that ran up the back of her throat and tore the skin there, a pressure in her chest, a twist in her gut. Her heart felt like it would give. Shay had never hurt so much in her life. She'd never felt so...so gone. Not gone. Worse. It was like she'd never been anywhere. She was just lost, lost with the voices that surrounded her. Their pleas were hers. As was their pain. Their powerlessness.
Vaguely, Shay felt pain rip through her shoulder. Teeth? A knife? Was this what it was like to die? Was she dying or already dead? She was floating. Sitting, laying down, Shay didn't know what she was. Was she losing herself? What...What was even real?
Help. Help me. I'm lost.
First, the death sequel of the larger beast, not that she would hear it. No, she wouldn't get to hear it until after he had removed its heart. With the first dispatched, the second would follow, thrown off her before being turned to ashes. Anything else that was in the area with even the most basic of survival instincts had run as far as their bodies could carry them.
"Have I really become so weak?" He said aloud to himself, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
She would feel herself being lifted up, the screams only getting louder. If shes still aware enough, she would feel herself moving quickly in the dark until, all at once, they burst out into the light of the setting sun.
In a few moments, she would be placed onto concrete, onto the stairs of the hospital. Once there, she would hear him mumble to himself about finding something stronger, then the screams would stop all at once, the real Kenta collapsing on the stairs beside her, shoulder bleeding and unconscious.
It was an hour later. Shay was still sitting on the uncomfortable seat of the hospital, reading a magazine as Kenta lay in bed. He hadn't woken up yet. She was wondering what had happened. She couldn't remember. Her mind...hurt, when she tried too hard to think about it. All she recalled was her panic, her pain. Was she condemned to this forever? Could she ever stop it? Control it?
Shay breathed in heavily, rubbing at her eyes and focusing harder on the magazine she wasn't even attempting to read. The nurses had been checking on Kenta every fifteen or so minutes. Shay wondered if that was normal? She should have never brought them to the forbidden forest.
Her arm had been bandaged at the shoulder, but Shay had refused to leave Kenta. She'd stay here, wait for him to wake and ask him what had occurred. Her wound didn't hurt too bad, it gave a warm kind of constant throb.
He had been soaked in blood, not all of which was his own. His shoulder was also bandaged up as well as on a portion of his chest near that shoulder. The doctors had torn that whole section of his clothes off to patch him up. Kenta finally started to come to, though his consciousness was shaky. He couldn't even tell where he was or how he got there. He did, however, notice her, and that was enough for him to smile.
Shay didn't notice he was awake right away. She was focused on that magazine, a bored expression on her face. When she looked up, those deep eyes of hers meeting his, the look on her face jumped to genuine interest before being snuffed into the mask she wore so often.
"How are you feeling? Do you want me to get the nurse?"
Kenta shook his head and slowly managed to sit up. "I'll be fine.. Shoulder just hurts.. Which means we're alive I guess." He put his left hand onto his wrapped right shoulder and winced in pain. "Yep. Alive..." He turned to face her, his legs hanging off the hospital bed. "Are you doing ok? What happened? Did I..." as awareness came back to him, he seemed a bit more excitable and... Really really happy. Like it was taking all his will not to hop up and hug her. All he could keep thinking was We're alive! She's ok! She's ok!
Shay opened her mouth, then closed it. Momentarily, she looked lost. "I don't know what happened. I just...heard so many...dead." She shook her head and looked at her lap, where she had set the magazine. "I kind of blacked out, I guess, but then we ended up here. You've been out for about an hour and...the orphanage was called and the school." She breathed in and rubbed her eyes. "I shouldn't have -- we shouldn't have --- I'm sorry."
"..." Kenta shook his head and smiled. "We're alive. We made it out. I... don't know how but..." The part about hearing the dead caused him some concern, but it was better right now not to dwell on the whole thing. "But you're alive... We..." He started to get tears in his eyes. He was so scared they would die there. That he was powerless to do anything... But something... Someone had saved them... "Thats all that matters..."