The Day of Reckoning (Prototype)

Chapter 10: Not That Hard

I wake up to the sun shining down on my eyes. I look around. All the cats sleep on their curtain bed. All except for Ell, who lays on my chest. I look down to see Alfie sleeping on Ramil's forehead. How cute, I say to myself. I try to get up before realizing Ramil's head is laying right on my torso. "Shit." I say, seeing drool run along the side of his mouth. "That's fuckin' disgusting." I whisper. Ell slowly wakes up, stretching and kneading my shirt.

He jumps off and drinks some water as I try to figure out how the fuck to get up without waking Ramil and Alfie. I gently pick up his head, slowly placing it on the treehouse floor. "There." I say quietly. My stomach rumbles. I look around for something to eat, but everything either doesn't work well for breakfast or will make a lot of noise. I slowly pull a cereal box from my bag and sneak out the base. I head into the house and grab a bowl, pouring the cereal inside and walking back up to the treehouse.

I sit on the bench and eat, waiting for Ramil or Alfie to get up. "What an asshole." I say. "How long does he need to sleep??" I look out our window, immediately spotting two Eldritch going at it. Really. Fucking. Hard. "I hate my fucking life." I say, finishing my bowl of fruity flakes. I put the bowl on the  wooden table as Alfie starts getting up. "Fucking finally." I say. He chirps and smiles at me as I hand him a piece of kale.

He eats it quickly and begins chirping in Ramil's face. He slowly opens his eyes, groaning and putting Alfie onto the floor. He rubs his eyes and wipe the spit off his face, seeing me sitting on the bench. "How long have you been--"

"About 16 minutes." I say. He goes to get up, but I stop him. "Sit your skinny ass down, you're not going anywhere."

"The hell? Why?" Ramil questions.

"An Eldritch fucked up your leg last night." I remind him. "You got fuckin' amnesia or something?" He looks at his bandage-wrapped leg. "Dammit. I still have to make us the smokescreens and grenades."

"Don't worry about that. I'll handle it." I say, grabbing the lemon juice out his bag. "You know what to do to make the smokescreens?" He asks.

"Of course. All it is is throwing some dust in the bottle." I say. I pour lemon juice into 3 bottles and lime juice into another three. I load the citrus grenades into his small ass satchel. "See? I'm not a fucking idiot, y'know?" I grab my bag and hammer, along with his satchel. "Alright then. Good luck, I guess. Just be safe." He tells me.

"Oh, you're one to fucking talk." I joke, looking at his leg. "Be right back." I climb down the rope ladder and hop the fence. "Where the fuck am I gonna find dust at?" I ask myself. I would go to the library, but its most likely overrun with Eldritch. I think about it for a hot minute. "Oh yeah, people have vacuums." I say to myself. I break into the house next to ours, looking for a full vacuum. Nothing. On my way out the door, an Eldritch jumps at me!

I side-step it and the Eldritch jumps into the stairs. I grab my hammer and swing it down. The Eldritch rolls to the side. "Fuck!" I shout, narrowly avoiding a tail whip. It gets to its feet and I swing for its head, but it jumps out the way. With my hammer stuck in the wall, I'll have to improvise. I run into the kitchen and swing open a cupboard full of pots and pans. "Hell yes!!" I shout, grabbing a pot as the Eldritch turns the corner. "Let's dance, you fat fuck!!" I yell out, clutching the pot tightly.

It screeches and runs at me, but I side-step it again, swinging the pot right into its head. It spins around to roar, but I go for its leg, knocking it off its feet. "Boom, bitch!!" I shout, standing over it. It roars, but I shut that down, jamming the pot in between its teeth. I rush to my hammer, tugging and tugging until it comes out the wall. I hear something shatter and poke my head around the corner. The Eldritch spits out small ass shards of the pot, staring at me.

I flip it off and run up the stairs. It begins to follow, but I swing my hammer into its muzzle, sending it back down. While its still on the floor, I rush down a few steps before jumping up high, hammer above my head. It screeches one last time before I swing the hammer head straight down its throat. It gags, struggling to breathe. After a bit of flailing, the fucker finally dies. "HA!! Say hi to my dad in Hell for me, fucker!" I shout, spitting in its mouth.

I walk out the door and put my bloody hammer between the bag straps. Onto the next house. Laying right on the living room floor is a full vacuum with a fucked up handle. "There we go!" I say, running towards the living room. As I go to grab the vacuum, I hear loud snoring. "Shit!" I whisper. I gently reach into the satchel and grab an empty Big-Hug barrel. I try to slowly and quietly open the dust canister, but the damn thing CLICKS LOUD AS FUCK, WAKING THE FUCKERS UP!!!

"DAMMIT!!" I yell in anger, putting the bottle back in the satchel. Last time I fought three Eldritches at the same time, they all cut me like a bitch. I won't be letting these fuckers do the same thing. "Let's fucking GO!!!' I yell, tightly holding my weapon. One leaps at me, but I duck and spin, swinging my hammer into its torso, sending it into the sink. The next one runs at me, but I slam its legs, making it fall. Before I can bash its head in, the last Eldritch jumps onto me, stabbing its large to claw into the middle of my chest.

"AAGGH!!!" I yell out. The monster goes to bite my face off, but I pull the handle of my sledgehammer in front of my face. It snaps the handle in half. I stab one of the halves into its eye, and use the hammer on the other half to knock its jaw off. It falls back onto the other Eldritch, ripping its large ass claw STRAIGHT OUT OF MY FUCKING CHEST!!! "AAAAAAAIIIIIIIGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" I shout in utter pain. My eye tears up as the Eldritch beneath the one with the missing jaw gets back up.

There's no way I can get to my feet. All I can do now is thank the universe that the monster's sharp ass claw didn't pierce my heart. The monster stands above me, yelling in my face. "Just kill me already, dammit!!" I yell at it, closing my eyes and awaiting death. The shrieking abruptly stops as some kind of hot liquid falls onto my face. "The fuck?" I question, opening my eyes. The Eldritch stands above me as its blood drips from its mouth and onto my face.

It falls over, landing on me. I push the dead body off of me as I see someone standing over me. "Oi, that's a bloody large hole there, mate!" an Australian accent says to me. "You okay there?"