"I am not a hero, but I will be the one to destroy you, even if I die trying." I say to the creature.
He stomps on my mom's corpse and charges at me. I may not be a fighter, but damn it I refuse to let this go unpunished.
He tries to punch me with his massive fist, but I slide beneath him and grab his ankle. I pull towards me and he falls on his face. I grab a nearby broken electric line and fling it, shocking him. He spasms violently then kicked me into a wall. He kicked me so hard the wall behind me broke and I spat up blood. He walks over to a street sign, sharpens it like an axe, walks over to me, and forces me to sit execution style.
As I sit there with no hope to survive, I hear a voice.
"GET UP! YOU HAVE TO SURVIVE! GET UP!" the voice yells in my head.
The creature swings his makeshift axe down, slicing my hair off. Right as it almost reaches my neck, a massive shockwave is sent out. It knocked the creature flat on his back.
My eyes feel weird and my head is fuzzy, but I feel like all of my injuries have healed. I grab the makeshift executioner's axe while the creature is down. I prepare to swing.
"This is for killing my mom, you fucking son of a bitch!!!" I yell as I bring the axe down on it's neck. It's head rolls down the street.
M y m o m i s d e a d . . .
TBC!!!