Early present fer ya ^_^
almost the rest of the chapter but not quite
The child half ran half stumbled as his mother gripped his arm tighter as they ran. The rain fell so hard anything further than a few feet in front of them was hidden by a white sheet. The boy tripped and fell face first in the muck, crying out in surprise.
"Come on sweetie." His mother said stooping down to help him up, "We have to keep going, we're almost safe."
His mother's voice was calm but the boy could hear a slight undertone of urgency. He didn't know where they were running to but glancing over his shoulder he saw what they were running from.
The dark shapes in the rain howled loud and long and the sound made every hair on the back of the boys neck stand on end. Off in the distance the boy thought he could make out a sputtering torch. His mother seemed to get a second wind when she caught sight of it. She swung her son up into her arms as she ran straight for the gates of the structure.
Out of the darkness, a clawed hand swiped at the mother's ankle and caused her to fall forward, sliding into the mud. The boy buried his face into his mother's chest as she clutched him close the Beast lunging at the two of them, fangs bared.
A figure slammed into the Beast from the side knocking it away from the pair. Cautiously, the mother opened her eyes to see a man standing over them facing the Beast, sword in hand.
"Get up." The man said calmly over his shoulder.
The mother scrambled to her feet, ignoring the horrible pain in her ankle. The man paid the pair little heed as the Beast recovered barring its fangs at him.
"When I tell you to, run for the stronghold and don't look back."
The mother nodded tensing her muscles. The man kept his sword leveled at the Beast as it paced before him looking for an opening.
"Now!" The man cried as the Beast lunged for him.
The woman took off towards the settlement like hell itself was after her, from the horrible sounds behind her it just might have been.
The man hacked and sliced the Beast, trying not to be eaten in return. He stabbed the Beast through the side, piercing its main heart. With a strangled howl the Beast fell over dying.
Breathing hard the man stabbed the Beast repeatedly, piercing all four of its minor hearts. The Beast gurgled its last growl then lay dead at the man's feet.
The man turned towards the stronghold to see the mother disappear through the gates still holding her child. He smiled and sighed in relief knowing they were now safe.
"I swear, every time I turn around, you humans manage to scurry off and build another refuge."
The man turned to face the newcomer, "You make that sound like a bad thing, Seeker."
The Soul Seeker glared at the man in disgust, "From my position, it is."
Beast paced behind her waiting for orders. The man glanced at them but kept the Seeker his main focus. She flexed her monochromatic wings in annoyance as she surveyed the stronghold.
"You people have a knack for survival, I'll give you that." she muttered to herself.
The man smirked, "Yeah, we're tenacious like that."
"No matter," She smiled triumphantly as she turned away from the stronghold, "this is the end."
The man watched her walk away, "Why do you say that?"
"Because, dear man, you are the last of the Paradigm line." She answered smugly, "Your death will be my triumph, and finally this game will end."
The man stared at her then burst into laughter. The Seeker was taken aback by his outburst.
"Why do you laugh?" She demanded, "I would hardly think one’s own demise is a laughing matter."
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