Young Writers Society

The Hunt

It was early in the morning of December 12th 2035. It was about six in the morning when my father and I got into our tree stands and waited for our prey. I sat there in silence waiting for something to walk by so that I can gun it down and claim my reward. Just then a huge whitetail deer trotted into view. The animal had to of stood at least seven feet tall. But just  as fast as it it appeared it disappeared. It ran off as if it was spooked by something. Just as it disappeared something caught my eye. Something even bigger was sitting in the bushes. I didn't get a good glimpse of it but seemed to be looking right at me. It had two bright yellow eyes that almost seemed to glow in the darkness of night. Then it ran off in the direction of my father. I grabbed the radio that he given me and radioed in. "Hey dad, I just saw a large animal of sorts I didn't get a good look at it though if you see it let me know." "Alright I'll keep my eyes open, any description of it?" he asked. "Yeah there was one thing, the thing had bright yellow eyes that glowed in the dark." "Glowing eyes you say, I just saw something run by that had yellow eyes." "Really how long ago?" "Actually the things staring at me right now. Hang on give me a sec." After the radio fell silent, the crack of two gunshots broke the silence. "What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled through the radio. "I decided to try to take a shot at it." "Why the hell would you do that we don't even know what the fuck that thing is!" "Well if it makes you feel better I missed and it got spoo-" The radio fell silent, and once again the silence was broken by the sound gunfire. Only I counted the shots. There were seven which meant my father had emptied his rifle. "What the hell man I told you to stop shooting at that thing!" The only answer I got was the crackling of the radio. "Hey are you there?" Still nothing it was that moment I decided to get down and check on him. While I was walking through the woods I felt like I was being watched. As I approached my dad's treestand I noticed that it was no longer in the tree. Whatever happened it resulted in the ladder of the tree stand to be bent. But my father was nowhere to be seen. I saw blood trail and figured that my father had shot the animal was now following it to gut it. As I was following the blood trail I found tracks in the mud, they looked as if a giant bird had been running. By the looks of the tracks the animal was about eight feet tall. Then I heard someone scream. It was my father. So naturally I ran toward the scream only to find a monstrous creature devouring my father alive. I would never forget the look of terror on his face. The creature was tall and had reptilian like skin. It had claws that were sharper than steak knives as they ripped the chest of my father open while he lied their watching. Just then he saw me and screamed "RUUUUUUUUUUUN!" And just as I turned there was another on standing in front of me staring at me. Before I could even draw my weapon I met the same fate as my father.