"Again."
Rain stormed down on a dark alley, thunders glimmered the cloudy sky, sounds of clogs pawing the road of cobbles. The neighing of horses signed the abrupt end of their journey as the stomps of boots falling on the ground gave a hint of what was to come. A dark robed figure moved his right arm up, the clacking sound of a jaw screw ready to fire. A second figure appeared right behind the first one, unsheating its rapier.
"We don't go back from here, Kleis." The first spoken, a hoarse and more than mature voice of a man, his words full of anger and anticipation. The second one, whose name was Kleis turned around looking at the alley, the horses quivering impatiently as the night storm broke down of their backs. He looked down upon his hand clad in a dark glove firmly gripped on the handle of the sword. He raised up his head "For Clarice". At those words, the old man kicked with brutal strength the wooden door.
The two men stormed inside, screeching sounds of inhuman aberrations followed. "Not even your deaths will give back my doughter!" The old man shout as his pistol brightened the entrance, with a brief flash of light the darkness gave space to unspeakable creatures. White eyes full of void, tall and slouched, deformed mouths stuffed with teeths chaotically sharped venting horrendous screams. They were many, some seeked refuge from the light running in more inner ravines of the abbandoned house. Others swarmed towards the men.
A metallic mechanical sound preceeded another shot, the man called Kleis rushed towards the aberrations, his sword glimmering of silver and crimson lights as it ripped the chest of one of the beasts. Excruciating cries cames from the creature as its white eyes became black with its body falling on the ground devoid of whatever kind of distorted life could it ever had. The teeths of another of its kind came near the right shoulder of Kleis as he rapidly turned, darting his blade yet again for a mortal wound. Blood splashed all around the dusty walls, trampled by the boots of the two men who pursued their revenge.
"That fucker must be somwhere under this house! Kleis look for the entrance!" The old man spoke as he stopped again, shooting towards an open door, screams again taunted the room and the corridor where the two men stopped. Kleis turned "If we split it's over!" he shout with his young yet strong voice, the voice of a young man.
"Don't worry, as long as these creatures live i will!" He said struggling as the creature from the room where he shoot came out seeking for blood. The old man punched straight for the face, then a kick to its sternum and another shot to its end sealing its end.
Kleis stared for a moment, absorbed by the thoughts of leaving his father in law surrounded by those beasts. "Go Kleis! Find that danmed doctor and bring him to me!". Such words shook him up from the inside. Kleis gave his back to the man and runned to the unknown, only illuminated by the light of a flickering vial he had on his belt.
Screams, shouts, shots, echoed in the abbandoned house as the young man pursuit his objective, more beasts came to stop him, in prey of their hunger, yet he killed them all, growing more and more weak at each slash of his rapier. Aware he had to keep his energies, he stopped fighting the endless herd of aberrations, avoiding them and making them grow on his back.
His eyes saw another light, passing through a closed door, he opened it, in desperation to find the end of his run. Kleis slammed the door right behind him as he entered in the room, he turned from right to left to find something to block the entrance. The warm place was filled with libraries, filled with old books, a table with a still flaming candle and just but a chair. He aimed for the table. Kleis rushed towards it and blocked the entrance right before the beasts could start sharpening their claws on the wooden door.
As he felt that now the worst was passed away, his breath became more relaxed, he loosen his awareness as he looked just for a moment the door. Then another more gasping breath followed his. He turned just to see the voidness of those white eyes right over one of the libraries. The creature was awaiting its moment despite the fear of light, the predatorial insticts were stronger. The aberration jumped in all its weight towards its prey. Kleis moved, the already swinging bookcase suffered another impact as Kleis slammed his shoulders on it to avoid the attack. And as the creature screamed and rushed towards him books before the entire wooden structure fell.
"It didn't end in that way."
The face of a young man, red hairs, blue eyes. Emerged from the soil made of scribbled papers, his tanned and scarred skin was soaked by unfamiliar lights. He struggled to bring his body out of all of that mess, his black cape, coat, gloves and then boots finally reached the surfice. Kleis looked all around him, a giant hive, one that looked also for him, very familiar.
And then a figure, sitting on a hill. Kleis moved towards it, for who knows what peculiar encounter the Grey Eminence had prepared for him.
