The ground shaking, from falling trees, the loud crackle of wood
snapping, and footsteps that would wake the gods, something was
coming. I woke to hear loud roars, it was big. I was in my tent,
afraid to come out. The woods near me were crumbling. The sound of
animals fleeing was thick in the air. The rumbling of heavy footsteps
was gaining. Whatever was outside, was about to meet me.
A loud roar pierced my ears and shook the fabric of my being. I
got as close to the ground and I could, as I held my hands against my
ears. A massive wave of air flew passed my body. It was cold. I
opened my eyes and my tent was gone. I look behind me and I see the
cause of the destruction. It was tall, hairy, had antlers and only
one eye. It roared again directly at me and slammed its fist down on
the ground, hoping to squash me.
I rolled out of the way and quickly got to my feet. I backed away
and saw this gargantuan monster standing before me. It was breathing
heavily and had hate in its eyes. Another roar was let out; it
brought me to my knees. I looked around the area and there was
nothing but destruction. My chests, my machines, my food, everything
was destroyed. I did see my backpack with stuff from yesterday still
intact though.
I picked up speed and dashed towards the bag. The monster tried to
stop me. I ducked under his sweeping punch attacks and run right
under its legs. I picked up the bag and got out my fire wand. It was
looking pretty decrepit and I was unsure if it would hold up. I had
no options. I got myself some distance and when the monster turned
around, I launched a series of fireballs. Direct hits however, the
monster put out the fires on its face with ease and I just pissed it
off. I retreated into the forest, hopefully to gain some kind of
element of surprise.
That is when I saw of the pigs I saved from the spiders in the
early days of me being here. They seemed to recognize me. They sensed
the monster was getting close. They stood behind me, ready to fight.
The monster broke through the woods and the pigs charged forward. One
was stepped on, completely pulverized under the weight of this
creature’s foot. One pig managed to climb up the back of the
monster, but he fell off and died on impact. The last pig was the
most valiant. Then the creature picked up the pig, it was still
trying to fight, and the monster bit off its head. Blood was falling
to the ground and the monster let out a victory roar.
I tried to throw a fire ball but it backfired somehow and burnt my
hand. Then the wand busted into pieces. The pain in my hand was
excruciating. I dropped to my knees in pain. The monster stepped
forward and hit me, I flew into a tree. I lay there, slumped against
the tree. The monster was slowly approaching. My eyes were beginning
to close.
“Let’s get it Lucy! Let’s show this Deerclops who is king of
the forest!”
A man with a peculiar voice showed up and began to fight the
monster that he called, Deerclops. I heard him screaming in pain
yelling, “The goddamn curse!” My eyes were more open and I saw a
large animal fighting the Deerclops. It seemed to be winning, but the
Deerclops got a lucky shot and hit the attacking creature away. It
was down for the count. The Deerclops was wounded and distracted. I
slowly stood up, took a broken tree branch and limped my way to make
my last stand.
I stabbed the back of the leg and brought the Deerclops to the
ground. I went to its head and trust the branch into its neck. The
Deerclops roared in extreme pain as blood began to cover the
landscape. I was covered in its blood. I clutched my side, broken
ribs most likely, and limped off towards my camp. The Deerclops went
crashing down, dead. I remembered the creature that helped me, but it
was gone. It must have run away. I wish I could have given it my
thanks.
I arrived back at camp. I guess I am back to square one.
