Ellisa and the beggar stare at each other for a moment before the man's eyes start rolling back and he starts gagging. Ellisa leaps back in surprise, her hands already unsheathing one of the many weapons she has on her. In that moment, the beggar screams and a wall of bricks forms from behind Ellisa, blocking her from the street by shutting them in the alley. The only light source now is from the moon above. Ellisa jaw clenches as she smiles.
Please tell me I'm dreaming. What in the fuckery is this.
The beggar is writhes in pain as a bunch of hands form from his torso.
I might as well get used to this if I want to survive the night, I guess.
The hands reach out to her, trying to grab at her but she dodges them all, only barely though. She huffs as she leaps away from the hands' grasp and climbs on the wall, the pipes doing their best to support her weight.
Her one hand is on the wall for support while the other holds her butcher knife.
8 hands, huh? Let's try and butcher them up.
Below her, the beggae writhes and wails, his grotesque torso a mass of sinew and muscle, eight twisted arms flailing in desperation to grab at her.
Should I even consider him human anymore?
With each breath, the creature's movements slow, its wide eyes locked on the knife above. Ellisa's grip tightened as she shifts her weight, the rough surface of the wall steady beneath her boots. She hesitates for just a heartbeat, taking in the grotesque mass of hands reaching, begging, before leaping down, the arm with the knife stretched and ready to slice off muscle and bone.
The blade connects one of the with a sickening thud and the creature screams. One hand falls, severed cleanly, hitting the ground with a dull thump. She tries to leap to the other wall, willing to drag this out in order to not lose stamina so soon. Unfortunately, the rest of the hands finally get to her. They strip her of her weapons and all belongings, even trying to tear her jacket too. She yelps and cuts off two other hands in shock.
My arm is starting to ache now. Just then, two of the hands turn into a larger one, which grabs her head and crashes her into the wall. Her butcher knife falls to the other side. She lets out a hoarse scream as blood leaks out of her head. In that moment, one of the hands grabs her pocket knife and stabs her shoulder with it.
Her dominant shoulder.
She plops against the wall and hits the floor with a thud.
"So you were a human after all, huh? Or maybe you don't know how to use your ability yet. Meh, all the best for me, I get to kill you off easily...",
Oh, so it decided to speak now of all times?
"Stop spouting crap, maggot," Ellisa gets up, her battered boots sliding softly over the surface. Her body trembles as she shifts into stance. First, her feet plant firmly, shoulder-width apart, with the back heel slightly raised for balance. Knees bend just enough to allow for quick pivots, her hips square but loose, ready to turn on a moment's notice.
Her hands come up next, one fist floating just below eye level, the other protecting their jaw. Elbows are tight to her ribs, guarding the body, while her shoulders remain relaxed yet coiled with potential energy. But her mind is foggy, she fears she might pass out any moment. And her shoulder feels like she's getting burnt.
Ssh. There's no pain left to feel.
"Don't trouble yourself, young lady. I know you meant well but it just can't be helped that you're meant to die."
The hands left now try to grab at her feet, probably so that the monster can swing her around. She dodges them as she runs forward, leaping at the monster's shoulder. The hands grab at her, trying to take her off it but she's resilient.
"Get a taste of this, old man."
She uses her one hand to pull the hair back and shoves the other down the throat. It screams and writhes but to no avail.
Ellisa uses her hand stuck up in his throat to knock him off the ground, as though he's suddenly some sort of a glove, robbed of all his power from a moment ago. The hands have been stabbing at her for a while now but she fails to notice, her focus too far into making the creature suffer.
Ellisa starts punching and doesn't stop, even after the monster disappears and all there left is a beaten beggar