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One Problem to Another Chapter Eleven By Blackdawn Da'tou knelt on one knee spying her pursuer, quietly hiding unnoticed in the darkness behind some bushes, just as she was taught by the warriors of West Xingasa. The English assassin had been on her heels for nearly two hours but had finally stopped. Curious. Da'tou back tracked her own steps and found he had stopped to open his metal suitcase. Now she was watching him apply pieces of a rifle together. Slapping a piece onto the long metallic barrel then twisted on the thick rubber butt on. It was exactly like piecing a jigsaw puzzle together, each piece that was added showed a larger and nearing complete piece. Her brain screamed for her to run but her feet remained planted to the ground. This wasn't an ordinary assassin, one that didn't just chase after her like the others until she was cornered but seemed to take his time, like he had all the time in the world. Slapping on another piece then taped a flashlight to the barrel and stood to his feet cradling the newly made weapon and looked around. "I know you're out there!" He said. "Haven't those Indians taught you anything?" Now walking around carefully examining his dark surroundings. "It is most unwise to hide up wind." Da'tou leaned back hissing. He was good. The man continued. "Only an alien would have such a terrible odor." Lowering her head in an alien sneer trying to maintain, to control her rage as her left fist shook uncontrollably. Watching him lift his narrow nose into the air sniffing then back down to his surroundings smiling wickedly. "Come out, come out, wherever you are." He said tauntingly. Narrowing her eyes as he made his way closer. If looks could kill, he would be dead already. "Come on now." Nearing even closer to her hiding place. "From what I heard, you are quite the fighter. But why hide from me, hmm?" That was it! Da'tou lunged for him in a roar, swinging her left hand for his face but missed when he dodged into a spin and raised his rifle to her face but swatted it to the side. Bam! The hot bullet grazed the left side of her face, instinct made her reel back lifting her arms to her face, absorbing a weak blow to her right ribs when he punched her and swung her left hand across his cheek. The force of the blow so great it knocked him off his feet and a few feet backwards smacking onto the ground, his rifle flying from his grasp. She jumped, slamming her foot onto the rifle pushing it away then side stepped, lifting her left foot high above his chest and brought it down. He rolled. Her foot hit the ground sending shots of painful pin pricks up her leg but quickly faded. Rolling to his feet then went for the rifle. Da'tou though was quick, leaping between him and the weapon before he had a chance to even near it on foot, cracking her mandibles into a sly smile. "What will you do now?" She said. "You don't have your weapon." The assassin was panting. Sweat already dripping down his face, his face lowered casting a sharp gaze and smiled just before he ran at her, reaching her front but spun, twirling behind her. She was still on him, kicking the rifle away yet again and layed her left hand on his shoulder planning to fall into a roll then throw him up and over her into nearby trees but stopped in a scream when something sharp entered her side. Looking down and seen the blade of a knife punctured through her skin and muscle between two ribs. Noticing he was still smiling. "What made you think I was going for the gun." Angered and humiliated, she roared, moving to the side pulling the blade out in another scream then swung at him but was dodged and cut. Stepping back holding the new cut on her left forearm, she looked at him. He was still smiling. Even more angered. She lunged for him. Landing on top knocking him to the ground and dug her talons into his arms as the sharp blade entered somewhere in the left side of her chest. They both screamed but still remained locked onto one another. The assassin pulled the knife then lifted it again for another strike as Da'tou pulled her talons out planning on lashing at him again. Somehow, he had slid himself out from underneath her and jumped to his feet lashing the knife out. The blade contacted her skin around her left shoulder blade. Jumping to her feet swinging her right hand at him scraping her talons across his chest. He screamed and fell backwards. Da'tou smiled, overly satisfied when she saw just how deep the four cuts went. She could only hope he would bleed to death from that hit. Laying her right hand across her chest wound and left arm over her side, the wound on her shoulder stung and burned. Wincing with a groan, her side tightened on it's own making her strain to breathe and was soon wheezing. She had to care for her wounds quickly. The assassin stumbled to his feet meanwhile grabbing the rifle and aimed it. Da'tou couldn't help to chuckle when she saw the dent in the barrel and the dismay on his face, it must have happened when she kicked it. "Looks like you can't use your rifle now." He sneered with a growl, blood flowing down his shirt and stepped back, walking backwards until he was out of her jumping distance then turned around and ran. She fell to her knees in a gasp, stabbing hot pains spread out across parts of her body, mostly concentrated around the wounds. Forcing herself up then stumbled where her feet led her. More then half the night had gone by until she found a small stream growing with moss and sat down to care for her wounds. Finding the blade had penetrated about two inches above her heart, the wound across her side closed, and four inch long gashes ran along her forearm and shoulder. First cleaning the wounds with water then applied a mixture of mud and moss to keep them closed. Exhausted, Da'tou laid down, looking up at the swaying branches. The jungle held similarities to Xingasa but still wasn't home, there were new noises and strange animal odors. Her stomach grumbled and growled ever so loudly, having been near to two days since she last ate. Her gaze slowly drifted into space, unknowingly closed her eyes and fell asleep. Da'tou retaliated, scraping her talons across the assassin's face then reached down, wrapped both hands around the thin, hairy arm and broke it. A wet crunch rang in her ears as so did the assassin's blood curtailing scream. Releasing his arm allowing him to back away. He cradled his new wound. A loud bang from a weapon discharging behind made her jump and spin around. Hissing in anger to see it was Mayara. His hand-held weapon pointed to the ground but quickly aimed to her. "Say goodbye Da'tou." She held her breath. He pulled the trigger. There was a loud yowl and Da'tou jumped with a scream. Jumping out of her sleep with a scream and had rolled onto her left side, wincing when her wounds pulsed digging her talons into the ground pulling up handfuls of dirt and roots making gasping sounds. Da'tou breathed in and knew something was different, the odor that had been lingering in the air was stronger. Rolling over leaning her body weight onto her right arm, placed the other over her injured side with a hiss and looked around. A cold shiver ran down her back. There was the yowl from a cat. Da'tou spun her head to the right, where the sound came from. Nothing was in the shrubbery. Looking up and just in time to see a big cat jumping at her, her eyes widened, forcing more then lifting her arms above her. The cat landed on her arms, its hind claws digging into her thighs. She shifted. Rolled over throwing it's massive body weight to the side. Moving her right arm out from under her still keeping her left arm hugged to her side and pulled while kicking her legs trying to push herself. Sprawling, the cat kicked its legs out and onto the ground digging into the dirt. Climbing back to its feet, ran, then jumped for her. Lifting her arms again but wasn't fast enough as all four paws latched onto her. Closing her eyes and threw her head back screaming. Claws dug into her stomach and chest area; it's left just under her breast and right paw above her heart. It yowled, revealing a rotten odor on its breath and went to bite her neck. Laying her hand across the bottom of it's toothy jaw and pushed. The cat squirmed, throwing its head around and released its grip then began swatting at her arms. She still held on. Straining to sit up while trying to ignore the tearing pains as the skin on her arms was lashed open. Rolling on the cat laying her right hand across its upper jaw and pulled. The cat screamed and wriggled under her, violently lashing out trying to free itself. Da'tou growled, forcing more pressure onto its jaws until the bottom muscle shifted. There was a loud pop. The cat snapped, aimlessly throwing its claw's out making Da'tou release her grip and fell back. Watching the cat squirm and lash out making a wet sound of air passing through an open throat. Its bottom jaw completely pulled down into an unnatural and painful position, it's tongue limply flung about dripping with blood and salivia as some flung onto nearby trees. Kicking up clods of dirt for about a minute then finally laid still. Laying on her right side in a growl and looked to the cat watching its side slowly moving up and down, paws clenching and unclenching. Breathing in as a slow wheeze and winced, her sides tightened with an almost unbearable pain. Sorting through the sent of dirt, grass, and water and blood until she came across the odor again. Finally remembering it was the scent gland’s from a male cat used to mark its territories. It must have been why she was attacked, for trespassing onto its territory. Wheezing again then crawled to the nearest tree, layed her left hand on the trunk, dug her talons into the bark and strained with all her will power to pull herself up until she was able to plant her feet onto the ground and stand up. Taking two steps forward and tripped over a root but caught herself halfway down by latching onto another tree. Looking at the cat only to see her world was spinning, her tired eyes closed for a few seconds, when opening them she found herself laying on her back. Her chest rapidly moving up and down, her eyes just about to close but forced them open. No. She said to herself. I can't pass out. Not here. Not now. And slowly, darkness encased around her; cold and hungry, her body battered and bruised. Da'tou knew she was standing on death's doorstep that she would die if her body was not treated but was too exhausted to move. Now, closing her eyes accepting this to be the last she would the living day and breathe her last breath; she fell asleep. Copyright © 2003-2005, Blackdawn. |