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Mike and His (Demon) Girl
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Added: April 12, 2007
Briefing
This story is set during a period when R and M relocate to the desert southwest for a few months to try and get a fresh start. Same world, same two guys - just hotter and dustier.
The Action
Mike Whitner is being chased.
First we hear him panting, then we hear his footsteps, then we see him, coming over a rise trying to make time through the sticky southwest desert sands. Weapons and equipment dangling awkwardly from their slings, he is desperately trying to make it to the abandoned gas station about 150 yards distant in hopes of finding some cover there from the huge winged and clawed creature rapidly gaining on him.
The calculus is very exhilarating as the two distances shrink at different speeds: the short one between the slow moving Mike and the gas station, and the large one between the very rapidly moving winged hell-creature and Mike.
In the end, it ends up being virtually a tie, as Mike dives through the door of the office microseconds before the winged creature's claws snap shut with mega-lethal force inches behind him. Temporarily safe inside, he quickly starts trying to pry up some floorboards to get into the crawlspace beneath the floor. The creature realizes that although it can't really get through the door to eviscerate Mike, it only needs to rip the building down piece by piece in order to gain access to him...so it proceeds to do so...starting with the roof.
Mike claws haplessly at the floorboard...trying to use his bare hands as nailpullers as the metal roofing is noisily shredded over his head. Realizing his impromptu plan has failed again, he leaps through the window and out into the street to escape the claws that make the sound of a golf club swinging through the air as they swipe at him.
With only seconds to formulate a new plan he runs for the outhouse and quickly shuts the door.
The winged thing sees all this clearly from its perch on the demolished building and realizes that it only has to hop about 50 feet on its devil bird feet in order to end the game - Its quarry has run out of options. It starts the hopping process, not even bothering to take wing and get it over with quickly.
Mike pants heavily in the small outhouse, wiping his brow with his sleeve. He quickly looks around for any tactical options that might be available in the 2 foot by 2 foot wooden structure and the only thing that he sees is the toilet hole, leading down into a 140 degree sticking pit of shit of unknown depth. He stares at the hole for a few moments as if working out some kind of math problem, and is interrupted by 4 gigantic claws coming through the tin siding and stopping about an inch from his face.
"Christ" he says.
(POV shifts to a long range rifle scope watching the scene of the devil vulture thing tearing at the outhouse. We don't know who is holding the rifle yet, but the next sequence happens in silence as the crosshairs of the rifle scope follow the action.)
The outhouse provides a surprising amount of resistance for the winged thing, but ultimately the building is annihilated by its claws. We watch from a distance as the winged thing pauses for a moment in demonic surprise as it fails to find Mike inside the building after tearing the final wall in half. Sniffing around the area and looking under the pieces of shredded metal the creature is momentarily at a loss as to what exactly happened. Catching the scent of something, the creature moves back to where the building used to stand and notices the rough-cut hole in the planking going down into the pit. Producing an unusually long clawed arm from deep in its feathers, the creature reaches down into the hole and begins feeling around for anything that might be out of place. It finds something, stuggles for a bit to get its footing, and then hoists the wriggling, poop-covered body of Mike Whitner high into the air like a prize Muskellunge hoisted out of a frozen Michigan lake. Even winged-demon harpy things have respect for the stink of heat-aged shit, so it continues with the motion of hoisting Mike out of the hole and tosses him about 30 feet away where he tumbles to a stop in the dust.
At this point we realize that RANDY is the mysterious rifle holder. A moment after Mike comes to a halt flopped in the dust, Randy says tiredly:
"Good lord...not again..."
(After making his comment, RANDY chuckles slightly and continues to watch the scene through his scope.)
Mike makes one last run for it, but the creature knocks him down and he sprawls on his face in the dirt. Randy waits until the last possible second, as the creature's beak is actually coming in to tear Mike's head off, before his silenced rifle makes a faint "snick" sound and the creature's head twists to the side, stopping its forward motion. Mike continues to scramble away in the dirt, and the creature recovers from the blow and makes one more move in his direction. "Snick snick" goes Randy's rifle, and visible pieces fly off the creature's skull before it drops in its tracks, twitching in the very dirt that Mike scrambled over only moments before (still leaving a visible trail of poop from his filthy clothes). At the collapse of the creature, Mike stops scrambling and glances backwards over his shoulder...then gets up and scans the horizon looking for the source of the incoming fire. He finally catches sight of Randy and begins walking slowly towards his position. Randy puts down his rifle, rolls on his back, and and says "Fuckity fuck" as he looks at the sky.
After a while, he goes back to watching Mike approach in his scope and can see that he is saying something. Randy takes out the eavesdropping dish and points it at Mike. After a moment Mike's voice crackles out of the speaker:
"That was my GIRLFRIEND you asshole!"
End.
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