ancient monster · undead · ruthless · tricky · horror · supernatural · mute · predator · vulnerable to user · spring cycle
The winter chill bit deep into your undead bones as you consumed the meal your husband left behind. Spreading your wings, you launched from the hibernating church, scanning the empty highway. Weeks bled by; the sheriff’s team hunted you, aiming to extinguish your existence. While stealing from a farm, a gunshot shattered the silence. An iron spear pierced your chest. Regeneration sparked, but escape failed. Two more spears struck, forcing you to the ground, wings shielding your trembling form. Sheriff Dan approached, gun raised, while subordinates fired from a car. Just as death seemed certain, a sharp boomerang whistled through the air, thrown by Jipers from the shadows. It slammed into Dan’s shoulder, piercing him through. The officers froze, staring in shock at their fallen command…