Story

Alright, I'm just going to write my thoughts down from my dream, this was so I don't forget it. Also for my English Assignment. I have added stuff to my original dream just to make it more... Sci-fi.

Anyhow.

It was a cold lonely moonlit night. I was on a street, the houses where quiet but dimly lit, everything looked the same. I walked silently in my thick leather boots, watching my feet and kicking a stone passing in and out of darkness from the lights above. I did not care if I was seen, nor did I not want to be, it simply just did not phase me. Dressed in black, from neck to toe, My cloak though torn and ripped still sways with the wind. My sword, sheathed in a black leather scabbard resting on my back. This town was not my own, Simply one I am just passing through to earn money to survive. What is it I do? I hunt monsters. The very beings that threaten our survival, though not all of them are bad. I continue to walk and take a left, This street is my destination, The church is where I must go. I look up, withdrawing a gun from inside my cloak. I ready it. I sense something nearby, Is it my target? The one I am looking for? I walked up closer to the church, Why here of all places? This is where mercenaries come to get collect jobs and payment, would one be so stupid as to be in such a known place? I hear the laughing of a mad man, Loud and insane. Screaming out and cheering. He walks out from behind the corner. Shit, I wasn't prepared, Vines come shooting the man’s fingers, I only just side stepped the attack. This was no man, once he probably was. He has spliced his DNA too much and now he was nothing more than a monster, Ready to be slain. I eye him off; one should not simply just run into battle, for who knows what this villain could be capable of. He lashed again with his vines. I jumped, and sent three bullets to the man’s head, as I landed he fell to the floor. Dead. I walk towards him, the fool, why could he not see what he was becoming? I took out a quill and paper, puncturing a small hole in his neck and then letting the blood run off the quills tip onto the paper to form a circle. The task was complete. I would collect payment tomorrow.

Leaving his body there, I walked to the bulletin board looking for my next job. Immediately, my eyes were drawn straight to one particular job. Now normally I would go by how hard the task is and how dangerous the monster. But I really hated Zombies. This one was personal. Me and My companion, Scavers fighting side by side, saving people’s lives. Never were him and I apart. He was part of my team. But, ever since that dreadful night, the night I decided to relax and take a break. Give Scavers the treats a dog like him deserves for his hard work. As I went to get him his snacks we heard a woman scream, He ran. Leaving me behind, straight to the sound to save the woman. What a noble dog. I tried to follow but couldn’t keep up. I was too slow. Zombies, everywhere. Swarming the lady, Scavers among them, trying to fend them off. But she turned on him, the lady. How could she? How could this have happened? How could I not have sensed these monsters. She grabbed him and punched him in the gut and threw him at them. She ran, I didn’t think. I just charged and withdrew my sword. I had to save my dog. I was screaming and calling his name. Cutting down every zombie that got in my path. By the time I found him, it was too late. He was nearly dead he’d been bitten several times. I couldn’t leave him like this. I didn’t want to see him go. I kept thinking he would be alright, he always was. But that was my mistake. I watched as my faithful friend die in my arms. The next part hurt me the most; I laid him on the ground, Took out my gun, tears streaming down my face. I knew if I didn’t do anything, he would come back as a rabid flesh eating dog. I put a bullet into his head. Walked away from everything I held dearly in my town. Since I’ve been moving town to town doing jobs and taking tasks from the boards in each town. Finally, it was time to seek revenge on the zombie kind. I would enjoy this.





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This is as far as I have written. Its still based off my dream, but It's been written more for my english story. Problem is, this is already 769 words. The limit is 1000, clearly this is going to go over 1000. Plus the teacher said the story is to be no more then 24 hours, So I have to end the next story before the next days night.

Help is much appreciated... I could simply shorten it and go back to my original dream but change it so I had a robotic arm.

Original really shortened: I went to kill a zombie for a quest, but my partner stopped me because apparently zombies are people too. So we worked something out with the zombie And instead we went to kill a vampire who was basically bullying this zombie. The zombie agreed to stop eating humans if we got rid of the vampire. So we went and killed the vampire.


Yeah, New version seems to much cooler.