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Chap 7 part 2
Walking out of the village I was stopped by a hail from Leeroy Jenkins who was pulling guard duty at the gate. “Hail What you going?” He said. I instantly noticed Leeroy wasn't the smartest cookie but he at least greeted me with a smile. This was the first time I was meeting him..Well First time awake that is. He and a few others had fished me out of the lake after my little run in with the were-wabbits. Waving hello I said “Hail yourself Leeroy, Thank you for fishing me out of the lake the other day.” He grunted and grinned at me. Then he said “Leeroy gud swimmer” Smiling back at him I told him I was off to hunt a Gipper at my words his smile turned into a frown and he once again spoke. “Gippys bad..You no go! Bad BAD”
Before Hearing his reaction I thought him somewhat simple and equated him with Lurch from the old Tv show The Addams Family. Taking a close look at his eyes I could see that he was a lot more intelligent then his words gave credit. I didn't know what was the cause of his speech problems but I could tell that while the buy might not be Einstein he sure as hell wasn't special ED material ether.
Pulling my Rifle off my shoulder I showed it to Leeroy in hopes of placating his concern. He took one look at my rifle and his smile instantly was back on his face. Letting out a laugh he said “That good, Will do Gipper well. ” He then slapped my shoulder nearly knocking me off my feet, Damn guy was strong as a ox. I asked him where the gippers were and he pointed to a trail through the forest heading east. Saying goodbye and thanking him one more time for saving me from the lake I took my leave.
Quickly making my way through the forest I kept my mark one eyeballs peeled for any critter that might want to jump out and bite me in the ass. It took me nearly two hours to reach the east side of the Valley, Once I got in the general vicinity I started to notice the complete lack of any sound and multiple signs of something having moved through the area.
Coming to a large open area I saw what Martha had meant by these critters eating everything they found. I was standing at the edge of the forest directly in front of me was a cliff face to my right was the forest to my left was what some people on earth would call a ecological disaster area or maybe no mans land. Absolutely nothing was inside this area, No grass no tree's NOTHING. This area stretched out for about half a mile bordered on one side by the mountain and the other three by forest.
From the point where I was standing I couldn't see any of the critters I was there to hunt. My plan was to spot one of the big critters from a distance and then move into one hundred to two hundred yards to take a head shot. Not seeing the beasts where they should be raised the hackles on the back of my neck. There is a well known rule while hunting things that tend to hunt you back.. Never loose sight of them..
Crouching down I moved as stealthily as I could closer to the rock cliff face. Looking the cliff over I had to nix plan A because I couldn't see anyway to climb up it without hardware I just didn't have. And I personally always thought that free climbing was for Adrenalin junky fools anyways. One wrong move and what goes up must come down..Usually ending in up as a unrecognizable bag of broken bones and flesh at the bottom. Nope.. HELL NO! Not going to happen to me.
Keeping my eyes open I started working my way around the open area through the treeline. Going out into the open without any cover was just asking to get ett or worse. Moving along slowly it took me almost three hours to finally spot the small group of Gippers. They had been hidden by a roll in the landscape. Looking out at them I really really did not want to ever come into close contact to something that ugly and mean looking. But hey..i wanted my BBQ BACON! ….Addiction sucks..
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Moving into a position roughly two hundred yards away from the critters I saw that they must have just given birth to a new litter. The small ..If you wanted to call something the size of a VB Bug car Small, Babies were actually kind of cute. As I looked at the group of three adults and four babies I witnessed nature doing what nature does best.. Terrifying you every chance it can get.. Think I am nuts?? Google spiders and look at the pictures tab.. Go on I can wait until your done screaming.
To be honest good reader I am not sure I should tell you what I saw.. Many with a weak constitution will probably loose their last meal. As a compromise I will tell you the short version. Laying there watching the 'kinda cute' babies running around I saw one run near one of the adults. In a flash of snapping and snarling teeth the poor critter was cut in half. The other two adults promptly got up walked over and started munching on their child.
Now..I have read about how on earth Male lions would kill off cubs from competing lions to cause the females to go into heat again.. But this..This wasn't anything like that. This was flat out just simple hunger in my opinion. Maybe someday a biologist will show up on this world and do a study. Who knows. But I for one lost all sympathy for the evil fuckers that would kill and eat their own young when there was food aplenty not far away..
Taking aim at the asshole gipper that had started the fratricide I aimed for its eye figuring that the brain was most likely somewhere near it. Gripping my rifle tightly I slowly squeezed the trigger.. “BOOOM” that is when all hell broke loose. It was going so damn well until that moment. After the sound of the shot I saw my bullet hit just slightly higher then where I was aiming but it still struck the gippers eye and passed right on through to the other side.
Right after being stuck by the round though my target didn't play by the rules and lie down dead. Instead it jumped up onto its feet with a mighty trumpeting roar and went batshit insane. It attacked the nearest baby after cutting the thing in half it then turned towards one of the adults and proceeded to rip it a new asshole. I was laying there in shock that the damn thing hadn't died from my shot I couldn't understand at first how it could still be moving.
The rest of the gippers were at this point all putting as much distance between them and the mad beast that was on the warpath. I have to admit I felt sorry a bit for what I unleashed on them. After a couple minutes the Gipper that I had shot in the head finished with the adult it had been mauling. Both of them were in a sorry state after the fight. I was just about to take another shot when it toppled over onto its side.
'What the hell' I thought.. Watching the gripper carefully I saw that it was no longer breathing, Which brought up more questions then I had answers to. 'Maybe its like a chicken..Can still keep on kicking for a little while after you cut off its head..' Remembering what happened with the Were-Wabbits I decided to keep my position for just a little while longer.
With nothing showing up after about twenty minutes I decided it was time to go and headed out to the dead grippers. Walking up to them I could see that they were truly massive in size, Easily as large if not larger in some respects to a African elephant. It was about that time that a nagging voice I had been ignoring sense leaving the village made itself and purpose known.
The basic gist of what my inner voice was telling me was.. 'Hey Dumb ass.. You don't have a knife!!' Doing a face palm I let out a groan. Turning around to head back to village I was pleasantly surprised to see Leeroy at the head of a group of woman and men on a large wagon drawn by some kind of domesticated draft animal. Leeroy walked up to me shaking his head and said “Hard butcher no Knife! What do? Use teeth?”
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End part 2