Powerful legs pushed him onward, the blonde brushing aside the branches that hung in his way. The only thing that drove him was fear, and the adrenaline that pushed him forward, the one thing that wanted him to survive. All he knew was that something was chasing him and this thing was powerful, so powerful that even someone like him could not stop it. Shadows danced at the edge of his vision, these indistinct shapes that were much like wolves. The sound of leaves being crushed under feet could be heard close behind him, along with nothing else, just that sound.
Within an instant Brandon found himself slamming against a tree with his shoulder, and the sheer force of it sent the wooden monolith tumbling. He only stumbled for a second before running full speed again, yet the sound did not recede. The moon shone bright in the sky, casting its ghostly pale light upon him and the path that stretched before him. Dirty ground decorated with the dead leaves that had fallen within fall. Brandon wanted to stop, to rest and maybe to go home, yet that was not the case.
It was all because he had to take that late night jog, instead of just reading like he was supposed to. Within an instant he heard the presence get close, a slashing pain running up his torso, fresh blood splashing across the dark figure that had pushed him against the ground, then threw him against a tree. ”Awww, are you scared?” That indistinct voice mocked, pulling Brandon up and pinning him against the tree, powerful legs simply falling limp downward. Another powerful swipe and he found his face garnering a few lines that bled.
Some of the thick blood ran into his eyes, blinding his right eye. Pressure was released from his neck and he was let fall against the ground, breathing heavily, The white t-shirt was rent where it seemed that claws had torn through both flesh and cloth, his face also ruined. Looking up he saw something, a face marred with burn scars but these sharp golden eyes looking down upon him, and then the devilish smirk.
Within an instant Brandon found himself slamming against a tree with his shoulder, and the sheer force of it sent the wooden monolith tumbling. He only stumbled for a second before running full speed again, yet the sound did not recede. The moon shone bright in the sky, casting its ghostly pale light upon him and the path that stretched before him. Dirty ground decorated with the dead leaves that had fallen within fall. Brandon wanted to stop, to rest and maybe to go home, yet that was not the case.
It was all because he had to take that late night jog, instead of just reading like he was supposed to. Within an instant he heard the presence get close, a slashing pain running up his torso, fresh blood splashing across the dark figure that had pushed him against the ground, then threw him against a tree. ”Awww, are you scared?” That indistinct voice mocked, pulling Brandon up and pinning him against the tree, powerful legs simply falling limp downward. Another powerful swipe and he found his face garnering a few lines that bled.
Some of the thick blood ran into his eyes, blinding his right eye. Pressure was released from his neck and he was let fall against the ground, breathing heavily, The white t-shirt was rent where it seemed that claws had torn through both flesh and cloth, his face also ruined. Looking up he saw something, a face marred with burn scars but these sharp golden eyes looking down upon him, and then the devilish smirk.