Post by lucarian on Aug 23, 2011 6:46:27 GMT -5
Just my luck, Powell thought as he ran down a dank, dirty alleyway tailed by a mindless beast, I come to these new lands habited by some civilized people and first thing he meets is a creature from the depths of Hell. He let out his breath in quick, controlled puffs, wisps of fog expelling his mouth and dancing around the corner of his vision, obscuring it enough to annoy him. He took a sudden turn and pulled down a pile of rubble, hoping to deter the pursuer from the chase. No such luck for the young vampire as the beast let out a simple bellow in anger. Powell cursed Zeus for telling him to meet up in the Hospital, he didn't know where he was and his voice could have definitely helped. His shield felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds and his spear as if it were solid, off balanced steel, his lucky silver hunting knife slapping awkwardly at his hip...This definitely wasn't his day. He pulled another sudden turn to be greeted with the sight of the Hospital. A grin broke out across his weary face and hoped it would be much easier to loose the thing chasing him in the endless labyrinth he hoped this place would be. Unfortunate enough for Powell as soon as these thoughts went through his mind the rubble from under his booted feet slipped up, bringing the racing man down hard. He landed with a sharp pain in his shield arm, landing awkwardly on it, his other hand loosing grip on the metal pole which he held so dearly, launching it far out of range for him to reach. He cursed every god he knew as he clenched his eyes shut, the growling of the beast closing in so quickly.