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Somehow, somehow, I managed to escape. I used the moment Assassin was concentrated on the fight with these humans, thanks to that I could flee from the battlefield.
Now, with my invisible system turned on, I ran through this human habitat, avoiding being discovered as much as possible, which wasn't easy, even though it was the middle of the night, there were so many humans on the streets. Most were just pups in some ridiculous costumes. I don’t understand, humans aren't considered night creatures, so why were they here and why did they wear these stupid clothes? And even more, why did they go from house to house begging for food? At least that's what it looked like, given that almost every time someone opened the door, they were given some small pieces of strange, human food.
Interesting, but not the time for thinking about strange humans rituals. I quickly had to come up with some plan, or it would be my end.
Thankfully, I didn't have any serious injury, only a few bruises here and there, but my earlier wounds began to throb again. One thing was clear, I shouldn't fight right now, which meant I had to hide somewhere. The question was, where?
There were too many humans around even if most were just pups, had any of them noticed me, they would have started a scandal and then human enforcers would come, assuming that they were still alive after a fight with Assassin, and what's worse, with them, Assassin could come. So best not to dwell around the human pups.
With this thinking, I reached a side street. There were fewer humans than on central streets, but still too much to move freely. With no better option, I climbed on the tree which grew next to one of human’s house. A pretty big house that was separated from the others by a high wooden wall. There was only one human in the house, but fortunately, the little human seemed not to notice me, which meant I could rest safely till the rest of the humans went back into their houses so I could run away. For now, that was all plan I had, and all I could do for now.
Satisfied, I didn't hear little cracks right under my feet. Until it was too late and branch on which I sat broke.
With a loud crack, I fell right into the human water reservoir, which looked like a little lake. Very small, more puddle than a lake. Whatever it looked like, it didn't matter, because little or not it's still water and my invisible system started to malfunction.
In less than a second, the system short-circuited and stopped working. My only hope was that no one heard me fall. But it disappeared at the moment I heard someone's footsteps coming from the house.
I wanted to get out of the water to reactivate my invisible system, but it was too late. Before the system turned on again, I was illuminated by a faint beam of light and heard the human's scream.
"Don't move!!! I have a gun!"
Right before me stood a little human, one hand pointing at me and in second holding a small shining object.
The human was definitely a male that I could say for sure, he seemed to be a little older than those on the streets, but almost as small as them. I scanned him closely in search of the mentioned weapon. He was scared, his pulse was rapid and his hands were shaking. But what's more important, he didn't have a gun.
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It was almost midnight, which was the best time to watching horror movies specifically in Halloween. Hugging cushion tighter, I gazed at the TV screen, on which was played Carpenter's ‘The Thing’. Right at the part in which the dog started changing into the monster.
"Uh..." I pressed my face more into the cushion. It was the fourth or fifth time I was watching this movie and that scene was always disgusting, like almost all the rest of the film. This doesn't change the fact that this still was one of my favorite movies, well it's in the top 20, but definitely the favorite horror.
I raised my head from cushion a little bit to check what was happening on the screen, the dog was still changing, so I pressed my head back into the pillow. God, I hate this movie as much as I love it.
I made a quick look at a clock standing on a cupboard, it pointed midnight.
Mom probably would back after 3 am, given that she was with our neighbors, so maybe I could watch the whole "The Thing" and the next horror. It would be awesome.
I continued watching the movie, scared more and more with every second. All of sudden I heard a loud crack.
I screamed terrified as hell, squeezing the cushion to my face. With head in the pillow, I felt as if my heart was going to jump out of my chest. It took me a while but finally, I calmed down enough to look around.
"... the hell?" I mumbled, realizing that this crack came from the garden. I took a few deep breaths and only then I was finally able to move, pausing the movie and going to the terrace door.
At first, I saw nothing besides darkness, but after a moment I finally started to perceive single shadows of bushes and tree, but it was hard to find what caused this loud crack.
I sighed and took my phone out from my pocket, opening the door and slowly walking out of the house.
'God, let it be some homeless cat or raccoon or whatever, just not a thief or a murder.' I prayed in mind, carefully going through the garden towards our little pond, my mum's idea, ready to run away in every second.
The first thing I saw was a big branch lying on the edge of the pond, then my gaze moved to water or more precisely to a guy standing right into the middle of it. Before my mind started to work correctly, I was already screaming and pointing at him.
"Don't move!! I have a gun!"
Of course, I didn’t have a gun, there wasn't any weapon in the house beside the kitchen knives.
Honestly, I thought that dude would attack me or at least try to escape, but he didn't move a muscle. I did the same, and by that, I mean did nothing. So for a long while, we just stared at each other carefully.
After a moment of watching him, I could say two things. First, this guy was really tall, like really, really tall.
Even standing in the middle of the pond, he still looked at me from above as if I was a little child. Not that it's something new, I'm not the tall one and being honest from a legal point of view I’m still a child, even if it is for the next four months, but compared to this guy I seriously look like a baby.
The second and most important was that this guy had the best costume I have ever seen in my life. Although I couldn't see it well in the weak phone’s light, it still was impressive. His skin was painted green like reptilian skin. His body was fully armored, at least it looked like armor, on his right arm he had a thing that looked like something between gear stick and joystick handle. On both hands, he wore gold metallic wrist gauntlets. But the best part was the mask, from the front it reminded me of Vader's helmet but mixed with spiderman's eyes, which were glowing like the ironman's. Plus the guy had really funny dreads looking like tentacles.
His costume was weird, but so, so fucking cool and amazing, that I could fall in love with it. If I met this guy on the street, I would start to squeak and babble about how cool he looked.
However, because that dude was in my garden, probably after he fell from a tree, I was a little confused. Although it didn't look as if he wanted to hurt me, or at least I hoped so.
Finally, the guy moved and cocked his head still watching me, then I realized, he knew I didn't have any weapon. So I brought my hand back and took a little step back.
"Ok... I don't have a gun, but I can go to the garage, to get a shovel and I'll bash you in the head with it so hard, that your mask will break in half. For real!" I yelled while stepping back.
He cocked his head to the other side.
"I'm deadly serious!" I snapped, taking another step back.
However, that dude seemed to have lost his interest and turned away to get out of the pond. I watched him for a second, trying to understand what was going on here. But I couldn't, so I slowly started to circle around the pond to finally stop next to my new friend, who was already one leg out of the water.
"You're not gonna hurt me... Right?!" Without looking at me, he shook his head.
"And you don't wanna robber my house?" He stopped for a moment, turned his head in my direction and cocked it. "Ok… I'll take it as no. Then why did you climbed on my tree? Because I guess falling from it wasn't part of your plan."
And again the guy didn't answer, just got out of the water. And yea he was tall, taller than I thought, he had to have more than seven foot, what compared to my 5'6” gave me the impression that I was talking to a mountain. "Not too talkative, hm?" He looked at me from above, probably as pensive as me.
Well, on the one hand, I probably should call the police because after all, there was a stranger and maybe even armed guy in my garden.
But, on the other hand, if he wanted to hurt me, he would have already done it. So he was here probably by accident. What didn't change the fact that I still didn't know why he climbed on my tree.
"After all, everyone has their kink." I sighed, turning to the broken branch. "Well, I can always tell mum that the branch was broken by a Tarzan on steroids."I chuckled, he didn't get it. Actually, no one ever gets my jokes, besides my mum, but she does it out of pity.
"Anyway, I won't call the police, so you can go if you want," I told, shoving the phone back to my pocket, ready to go back home. However, the guy still stood in the same place. I looked at him again. "Or, if you want, you can come in and watch some horror movies with me."
He looked at my house and at me again. "Oh, come on!" He finally moved and followed me. "Cool! By the way, where did you get this awesome costume?"