Well, turns out, all that weapons preperation and planning wasn’t needed. Things just sort of fell into place. I barely had to do anything.
I left my hideaway just as the sun was setting. Jogged about a mile up through the woods staying close to backyards of the old creepy houses back there. Angel was running a bit further out in the woods, I guess making sure the coast was clear. It was a nice night, not too hot or cold and a nice breeze starting to flow through. Up ahead I heard a door open and slam shut. It was hard to see the blur of the creature escaping the house but I could hear it crashing through the backyard and the woods. It was heading directly for me. I automatically fell flat to my stomach and rolled till I was pretty much merged into a bush. After it flew past me, I poked my head out and saw the guy from the tree that one night giving chase. After he moved passed me I jumped up and decided to see what this was about. He didn’t seem to notice me even though I was barely trying to conceal myself. He must have been engrossed with finding his prey.
I think I saw it before he did. I was going to call out for him to look up but by the time I found my voice the thing was already on top of him. All the wepons I brought with me, all the planning and what do I do? Instead of reaching for one of my guns or blades I grab a strong-looking branch from the ground and without thinking run up behind the bug and swing with all my might. Fucker went down! The sound, the feel of the branch making contact with the insects head was so satisfying I can’t even describe the high I felt afterwards.
It fell to the ground, luckily away from blue eyes cause as soon as it hit the ground it started vomiting up that black, oily, bug shit. It must have been an after effect or maybe it was about to infect tree boy and getting knocked out stopped the process, because not much of the stuff came out. I don’t know. Blue eyes seemed to have passed out after I knocked the bug off him. I decided to wake him after I tied up insectiod. In my bag I had brought some handcuffs to bind the thing. But looking at this grotesque insect/man thing I wasn’t sure if they would be effective. Oh well, have to work with what I’ve got. I did my best to secure his…hands? and legs while Angel, who had shown up right after I branched the slimy fuck, kept watch. I was reaching in my bag for some water to dump on Sleeping beauty’s face when I noticed he was wounded.
I leaned down next to him and saw a bright red tear in the side of his left arm. It wasn’t too deep, but it was nasty looking. Gashy-like. Bleeding pretty badly. I don’t know too much about first aid and shit like that but I have heard of arteries from t.v. I was worried maybe one of his were cut. I immediately ripped the bandanna off of my head and started to tighten it around his arm. Pressure, isn’t that what they always say? Put pressure on it. Anyway, I guess the pain woke him cause the next thing I notice is him staring quietly up at me while I try to fix his arm up.
Well good, cause there is no way I can carry both of them.