Silkarn Posted May 26, 2004 Report Posted May 26, 2004 (edited) Semper Gumby is a collection of short stories I have written about the USMC, the main character is a guy named Cowwes, there is no order to the stories as of yet. At this time I am still trying to "rediscover" my voice if you will, as it has been some time since I have done this. I welcome any and all comments. Demons murder; (mur der) n 1. The unlawful act of killing a person, especially when deliberate or premeditated The only fair fight is the one you win. Marine Corps Proverb Febuary 26, 1991 Southern Kuwait Cowwes' grip tightened., his M16 pointed angrily to the ground, faint traces of smoke escaped the flash suppresor. He glanced at Mollohan who had followed him it to the bowels of the trench line.m His body aware of the most minute details, all the world moved in slow motion, such was the speed at which they moved. Cowwes charged the compact room, quickly glancing around. his eyes took in all, the billboard barely hanging on the far wall, shredded by tiny scraps of metal, covered in bright red dropplets, ready to come crashing to the ground. The crumpled heaps placed carelessly on the dirt floor, scattered between the refuse of smoldering electronics in various stages of destructions. A few papers floated helplessly to the ground. he struggled to take a breath as the smoke and dust filled his lungs, the smells of gunpowder, and sweat, mixed with a disgusintly sweet but somewhat unrecognizable smell. If either of the pair had been in a reasonable state of mind, versus the heated rage that allows a man to enter combat , they would have been frightened at their own apperance. The two were Demons among men, twisted in form, not rising to thier full heights, prevented by the strange devices that clung to their bodies. They did not speak, but would only grunt and nod at each other, as if they were some sort of animal without remorse of feeling, completely devoid of emotion.. Even as Death walked the room, the pair moved with a grace, and power that was unnatural. It was said the Demons were made to kill their own mothers, before being allowed to take form. This was not hard to imagine as the Demons ravaged the darkened bunker, in order to complete tehir grisly task. As Mollohan entered he quickly took note of where Cowwes stood. Mollohan shifted his body to the right, , sliding his back along the earthen wall, his eyes scanning constantly, always returning to Cowwes. The only sound in the room was a scrape, followed by a pause then it would return. Reaching a corner where no light could penetrate Mollohan crouched down, shading his body from the sight of anything in the bunker. Cowwes glacned at his fellow and began methodically through the room, his left leg shooting out on occasion. A muffled thump would always follow the kick. Each time the Demons would tense for scant few moments, waiting, expecting something to happen. Each time, nothing would happen and the Demon moved on. Four times this ritual was performed, the firth time however, a low tortured moan emaneted from the pile the Demon had kicked with such force. With superhuman speed the weapons the Demons carried, readied themselves to serve their masters' wills. A second time Cowwes' foot shot in to the peice of meat that once might have been a a man. Never taking his eyes off the prey at his feet, Cowwes growled, "I've got one". "Do it." a voice from the darkness replied. Mollohan and Cowwes emerged from the jagged gouge that had been placed within the Earth. the darkness from below, seemed to cling to them here also, embracing them as if desperate not to let go. Surrounding them , seven geyesers of flame erupted hundreds of meters into the air, releasing their putrid breath to block the Sun. The Sun and the Sky fought to allow the light to escape but the battle had long been lost, the Darkness ebbed and flowed, expanding in all directions. The flames provided the only light withing the lake of darkness, but the light they allowed was not warm nor comforting, but cruel and deceptive. Blinding all that would dare to face it, except for the Demons, who were somehow immune. Edited May 26, 2004 by Silkarn
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