The Lost Chronicles Of Pangea: Apocalypse

Mus-cat-teers

David woke up to a wet feeling. Someone was licking him, and it was rather revolting. Opening his eyes he was met with red feline orbs that took cuteness to a whole other level. Cats never had red eyes, but this particular cat had a pair of pinkish almost red eyes as it stared at him. David felt a tug at his feet and saw two other cats pawing at his exposed feet. It was a rather cute sight and David could not help the smile that came over his face. And all was well with the world until the cat decided to take a bite out of his big toe completely tearing it off, bone and flesh from the rest of his foot. David let out a scream equal parts fright, anger and pain as he pulled back. The cat that had been licking his face hissed at him and David was shown a sight straight out of a horror movie. The cat’s tongue was filled with barbs, not to mention it had three not one.

David pushed it off his body and quickly scrambled back as he made his way straight for the main door, but all three cats had him surrounded cutting off and path to escape. David was boxed in and the place on his right leg where his big toe was now missing was now bleeding profusely. It was throbbing and David could not help the feeling that it still had a toe attached to it. David moved about clumsily stumbling on one foot as he tried to gain his balance. The cats were moving closer still hissing and scratching at him, the one who made an appetizer out of his toe had blood dripping off its three barbed tongue as it looked at him like he was an all you can eat buffet of pure human goodness.

The last cat, who as of this point had not taken any considerable action suddenly pounced heading straight for his neck. David made to raise his hand in order to push the cat away from it’s target, but his body felt so heavy and all that was left was a mental thought to push the cat away. Suddenly David felt dizzy, and the tiny cat was pushed a little bit to the left, the only thing the cat could do was scratch his ears as it flew past his head completely deviated from its original target.

Without wasting any time David hurriedly went up the stairs with a trio of horribly mutated cats on his tail. There was nothing cute about those monsters, in fact David could not begin to imagine what could have possessed him to think that those fearsome beasts were cute.

When he got it to the second floor, he saw the hole he had fallen through and close to it his mothers room. A few paces down was the door to his room and his bag of guns. But to get to that point he had to jump over a three meter hole. Even if it was before he had his toe bitten off, David was sure he did not have a strong enough body to be able to jump over a hole of that magnitude. But the sound of hisses behind him was enough to not let him think about it. Cats were usually light on their feet, but for some reason this three mus-cat-teers, were quite slow. In David’s opinion, they most probably wanted to take their time in eating him alive. He once heard that carnivores preferred the meals alive, mostly cats; something about how the fear made the meal that much more enjoyable. David had no idea about being a meal, but he was quite scared right now so he gave it his all as he sprinted for the hole and jumped over it with all of his strength.

Contrary to his believe he actually made it, he landed just at the edge of the hole, but that edge was probably not structurally sound as the wood creaked and suddenly gave way. David quickly flung his hands out and grabbed hold of the edge with the underside of his arms. He was preparing to pull himself up, when he felt two distinct thuds on his back each followed by a pain so intense that he screamed out. He hastily turned back and two pairs of pinkish red eyes were looking at him as they focused on making confetti out of his skin. Their claws dug deep into his back, but what was worse was their bite. Their tongues were drilling into him, trying to go deeper as if it was boring a hole through his body.

David pulled himself up and ran straight for his bag of guns, he ignored every biting pain and discomfort he was feeling and pulled out a shot gun with a scope and symbols of dual winged bird painted on it. He couldn’t shoot the cats on his back, so he gave some distance with a wall, then he moved back with every strength his body could muster. The impact was jarring enough to put David through another round of pain and agony, but he could hear a distinct crack as both cats went limp and fell from his back, dust residues from the ceiling fell on his body as he took a deep breath and leaned against the wall, he could feel his blood dripping down his back as it dyed the floor beneath his feet red. At that moment the third cat which had been relatively forgotten made its presence know as it jumped straight for David’s face.

He was so exhausted that he did not bother to look as he raised the shotgun in the direction of the airborne cat and pulled the trigger. There was a deafening boom as the shotgun shook and blasted the cat into numerous pieces. But the force from shooting the gun actually dislocated David’s shoulder and pushed him back. His naked feet stepped back and fell on the head of one of the two cats that was hanging off his back a few moments ago. With more force than he thought himself capable David actually crushed the skull of the cat into a bloody pulp. David had to fight off an urge to vomit due to the feeling of the cat’s brain beneath his feet.

It took a while for him to gain control of himself, and when he did he noticed that one of the cats was still alive. Smashing his back against the wall was enough to injure those cats, but it could do nothing more. The last surviving cat was breathing erratically as it tried to moved its furry limbs. But David was having non of that, much in the same manner as it’s friend, David raised his foot and brought it down hard. This time around he actually vomited everything in his stomach. After a few moments of dry heaving, David shakily stumbled to his room, but before he could take more than six steps he completely collapsed on the floor, his energy totally spent and his body completely exhausted.