[Art Contest] Violent Encounter 2009-10-06 15:24:40
This Halloween we decided to try something a little different.
First Step is to read this Story.
"It was the night of the 1st of July 2008, and I the wife and our little one were asleep in the bed, when I was awoken by one of those 'out of place noises' that any parent will tell you this: when a noise is out of place your mind becomes instantly alert.
"So i opened an eye, saw the wife and little one were in the bed, so i thought 'hell' must be a noise outside.
Then a shadow flitted across the corner of the room, so i decided to lay still, as if it was a person in the room they were going to get the good news.
Then after about a minutes watching, this golden figure stepped towards the bed. It was appalling. I have never, ever in my life seen some thing so dreadful or absolutely horrific in my life.
Here is the drawing I did of this creature so you can see what i am on about.
It was 6 feet tall, well built, huge, and I mean huge eyes like a damn fish, and thats what this entity being reminded me of. A two legged two armed fish / man type being. It was copper /bronze colored, scaled and its clothing was a lighter golden colour and scaled too.
It seemed to watch the wife / baby for a while, and then reached out like it was going to touch one of them.
The first knife blow hit it right in the left eye as i pulled it down and towards me.
The second / third / fourth hit it in the throat and jaw area, and it really then decided it didn't want to play any more.
We rolled off the bed onto the floor and I really went totally mad on it to be honest. A rage, red rage swept through me at the thought that this 'thing' was trying to steal my baby /wife..
On the floor it tried to grab my arm, so I screamed at the wife for the *good news. (*what he calls his knife)
She threw it at me, so i started with my left hand to smash against its skull and right side of the face.
here the being knew it was dead. i was I admit in a murderous rage by this point, and it knew it.
However it never gave up trying to escape, it rolled onto its front and tried to reach the door way, but it took maybe another thirty blows to the back and head.. I stood up, grabbed my ice axe from the shelf as the good news was stuck in its shoulder real deep and was about to deal a real killing blow to its skull when it rolled over onto is back.
It opened both palms, held its hands open palm up, and then just started to wobble and fade in and out. . . .but this thing was getting away so i tried leaping on it again.
It was like leaping onto a live wire.
I skipped backwards away from it, and it just vanished. Clean scott away right in front of us.
My heart was going fifty to the billion, and i looked around the room.
Then you know what we did ? we went to sleep! yes, i know, we went to sleep as a wave of tiredness washed over us both seems totally insane, and I agree with you, it IS totally insane.
But its what we did.
We woke in the morning like nothing had happened, got up, and it was only as I stood on one of my knives on the floor did it sink in. Its blade was snapped clean off, and was no where to be seen.
The room was spotless, we both looked at each other... and my wife said to me..
That wasn't a dream i had last night of you fighting that fish man was it ?
if you laugh, you laugh. Fair enough.
But, if your reading this Mr Fish being, come back to my house ever again and Im going to make sure that my axe is buried deep in your skull and your dead body won't 'vanish' because ill parade your sorry arse on world wide TV. Oh and Mr Fish ? if you got the mustard to come back, please give me back the good news. I'll fight you for it."