The metal of the shovel screeched against the glass neck of the damn monster. My hands were burning. Hundreds of small cuts, courtesy of it and its companions, covered my arms and torso; it was as if I'd gotten into a fistfight with a blender. Every muscle in my body protested with exhaustion, but the son of a bitch at my feet was trembling, and that was enough.
["So, you're pretty brave, huh,"] I smirked at it. Then, I looked up at its two older brothers, those aberrations watching us from the other end of the hall.
["What's the matter, you sons of bitches? Aren't you going to help your little friend?"]
I taunted them, my mouth twisted into a smile that definitely didn't reach my eyes.
["GRYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"]
The one I had pinned down whimpered in pain as I put my weight on the shovel. The vibration shot up my arms, making every cut burn like hell.
But that desperate screech was music to my beautiful ears.
["You got the balls to hurt the rat kid's vixens?"] I whispered, though the question was for the other two.
I wanted them to see this.
For them to know the consequences of provoking me, but above all, for them to fall for the trap and just fucking attack already.
["GRYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"]
[Kekekeke]
Cloaked in the desperate wail of this damn aberration, I couldn't help but laugh.
I laughed from the bottom of my heart. You see that, you motherfuckers? You see what happens when you touch my clan?
Unfortunately, this moment of almost sadistic satisfaction had to end.
My vision started to blur at the edges. The accumulated fatigue, the blood loss… it all threatened to bring me down.
["I thought we were having fun…"] I said, my voice an echo in my own ears, which were still ringing from their shrieks.
The other two monsters, the "Vitrum," began to move, their murderous intent almost palpable.
["AHAHAHA!"] I laughed, a delightful, unhinged sound. Maybe I had already gone crazy. Or maybe, this madness was the only sanity possible now.
["WHY'D YOU STOP SINGING TO THE RAT KID, YOU SONS OF BITCHES?!"]
My taunt was the last straw. With a cry that sounded like a thousand windows shattering at once, they charged.
["NOW!"] Louise's voice roared.
All hell broke loose. A sea of fire erupted from the shelves around me, creating a wall of constantly advancing flames. The smell of burning plastic and discount clothes filled my lungs.
But even enveloped in that suffocating inferno… I couldn't stop laughing.
Through the flames, I saw the abomination lunging at me.
Then, Louise's desperate voice reached my ears.
["ASTRAAAAADDDDDD!"]
"Kekeke…"
Apocalypse, you son of a bitch, come suck the rat kid's dick.