The ground was dyed in red, the color of blood. there was so much dust in the air that Jason couldn't see what was in front of him. but he was sure of one thing: This scene was familiar!
He knew it because it was his last battle. when the pressure finally broke not his body, but his mind. he could hear the trembling sound of war horses running around the battlefield. but he didn't mind them. because he was facing one of the reasons that made him crazy!
A young man who seemed to be in his early 20's was in front of him, thirsty for blood. the inexperienced young man rushed at Jason with a spear. he tried to thrust his spear but Jason easily blocked it with his round shield. then he slashed the young man's neck. he collapsed while holding his throat with his both hands. Jason was smiling at the dying man when he mumbled something at his last moments:
«I will hunt your soul!»
Jason suddenly woke up while he was drenched with his own sweat. he sat on his old wooden bed and looked around. his both hands were shivering from the nightmare he had just now. that nightmare was a part of his past. he used to be a footman soldier for many years. untill he became mentally ill so they sent him back.
He became addicted to spilling blood. he would massacre his victims for no reason. that's why his family left him alone in this old small hut.
He stood up and went to the corner of the hut. there was a bucket of water so he washed his face and drank some. then he realized something at the other side of the hut.
«Was this door always here?!»
There was another door besides the main one. there was nothing like this before in there. he reached the door and opened it slowly. but what he saw behind it made him think that maybe he drank too much last night.
What he saw was a dark place which seemed to be a cave; a large cave to be precise. he was not drunk or anything. he was not dreaming. the cave was real. he thought to himself for a minute. then he picked up his sword that was on the wall and carefully walked in.
It was truly dark. it took him a few minutes to get used to it. it was really a large cave, both in width and length. he walked for a few minutes. then he saw a glimpse of light from afar. he got closer and closer to it untill he reached the source of light. but he didn't expect to see this.
There was a little creature, around the height of a 15 year-old boy. but its skin was light green and its face features were very harsh for a human being. long teeth and big eyes and ears. long nails at the end of its skinny fingers. it was wearing a piece of clothe to cover its hidden places. it was holding a wooden club in its right hand and a small torch in its left hand.
He got shocked for a moment and mumbled to himself:
«What the hell is this?»
The green creature was patrolling the area. then it began sniffing the air suddenly. there must have been a goos reason for his nose to be this big! it turned to where Jason was hiding and soon after that, it let out a cry and yelled something in an unknown language. then it jumped at him quickly. its small body was so agile for a human to catch up to it.
He was still shocked, but soon he cleared his mind and raised his sword. he blocked the incoming club and kicked the creature in the stomach. it seemed to be underestimating Jason but soon realized that its opponent was not an ordinary guy. it took a few steps back for the damage it took. then it rushed again while swinging its club at Jason. Jason dodged to the left and cut its right hand from the elbow. the creature yelled in pain but its voice soon submerged. because his head was now rolling on the ground.
It was a clean fight. but all that noise would probably attract more of them. so he quickly left the corpse while having a creepy smile on his face.