User:DeionMcEwan/Human Instincts

Lieutenant Yancy Telleger gasped breathlessly. He had ran for almost sixty miles, and he had finally stopped to rest. he fired blindly behind him, both to ward off any potential followers, and to attract more into his trap. After a few minutes, he heard a gutteral snarl, and a scutling sound as his followers ran rings around him, getting a good look at him.

He fired again at a bush, and the leaves flew out and the dirt got blasted back. Strips of Brownish green....shit, got thrown up as well from the thing that had taken shelter underneath.

He heard a thud, close to him. He wheeled around and came face-to-face with a mutated monstrosity that made him catch his breath. It leapt for him, and he was transfixed to his position, but at the last minute he sidestepped and brought the butt of his rifle up to the creatures neck, snapping the things head clean off. It swung a huge, tentacled hand at Yancy's chest, and the lead tentacle that was sharp as a knife grazed his chest, and a deep wound took its place. he was sent 5 metres to the right.

He managed to get up and fire at the creature, and the bulletes passed right through it making wet thwacking sound and spilling green fluid over the clearing. One bullet passed through the groping red tentacles of the chest, and the creature screamed and fell.