Futuristic Empire Rebellion RPG

Finally, they could see a light..."The end...the end of this, dang forest!!!." Hayden said to himself as somehow he started to run even faster, he glanced back once again, Vasia was behind, but he tryed really wanted to look at what was even behind.
 
Hayden was despered, he could see the light ahead but, they never semmed to reach it...he looked back...'She's staying back!...' he told himself noticing she was even behind, he stopped, and waited for her.
 
Vasia breathed in deeply. Whatever was pursuing them was still there and was as fast as ever. She wasn't afraid, but her legs felt like they couldn't run anymore.
 
At the end of the forest, a cliff was next, big rocks were at the cliff's edges, and, a little path was in the other way, Hayden, knew, they couldnt continue now so, he dragged her to hide behind one of those rocks.
 
occ: What next? :p

ic: Hayden watched her as stuck his back agaisnt the rock..."Hold on Vasia!.." he told her, then, he tryed to look what was following them, slowly.
 
ooc: Hmmmm...

ic: Out from the woods appeared the most terrible creature Vasia had every laid eyes on. It was over six meters tall and had grusome black fur. Around it's mouth the fur was deep red, as if stained with the blood of a hundred people. It's eyes were a golden color and the whites of it's eyes where shot through with bright red veins. It had three claws on each paw, each it's own silver dagger.
Vasia shivered at the sight. She cringed, Is this the end?
 
occ: A werewolf? :p

ic: Hayden put his hand on his mouth, his breath, even a sound as little as that, could cost their lives. He then put a finger on his mouth, moitioning Vasia to not make a sound.
 
ooc: Hmmm... didn't think of that, but that's what it sounds like. lol.

ic: Vasia inhaled deeply, her eyes wide. She kept as quiet as possible, not even risking another peek at their pursuer.
 
The monstered sniffed the air. It growled, smelling them nearby.
Vasia quietly moved her hand back to her bags and drawed out a pistol; a pistol with silver bullets. She was glad she remembered this. She held it tightly in her shaky hands, preparing herself for what she must do...
 
Vasia slipped the pack off her back and rolled over, using it as a prop. She peeked up over the rock and her bag, her pistol ready. 1... 2... she started, calming herself, and her hands, down.
The beast heard something and spun around, preparing to lunge at Vasia. She pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew straight through the beast's heart and embedded itself in a tree behind it. The monster fell to the ground with a giant thud.
Vasia sighed. It was over, or atleast this feat was.
 
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