Hello~~~
NewbieCub here
this is my first time write a story (Warning: english is not my mother tongue)
while i appriciate a feedback, please don't be harsh on me or my heart gonna crush (^_^)/
Thank you
===================================================================================
It is a cold night.
I just finished my homework at library and am walking back to my rented aparment.
it is 10 p.m. now and I fasten my pace due to remembering report on the newspaper this morning.
'SERIAL KILLER ON THE LOOSE'
That's a very disturbing headline, considering the jail he broke out from isn't far from my university. Just then, I hear somenone walking a few meters away from me. Is it the serial killer? Whatever it is, it's getting on my nerve.
I'm starting to walk faster, almost running actually.
At the main road, the figure behind me suddenly takes a right turn.
'It's not the serial killer', this thought puts me at ease. There is just a few blocks left before I reach my apartment. I take left turn and........
A man is pinning down a girl at the dead end beside my apartment. His left hand keeps the women's mouth shut while the right hand holding a knife. Isn't he the serial killer?
'What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What should I do? ... 911! I should call 911!'
I take a few steps back ready to run, before I noticed the girl pleading to me with teary eyes. There's blood dripping on her head and her body pinned down by the serial killer.
I can't leave her there.
After taking a few steps back, I stop and charge at the serial killer. I shorten the distance between us and kick the man's head. He leans back because of my kick. Using this opportunity, I spin my body to do a rear kick to his right hand and send the knife flying.
The serial killer tries to take back his knife and moves his body from the girl, at that moment, I use the opportunity to pull the girl behind me.
"Call 911! Run and search the closes house!"
This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.
I shout to her, while handing my phone to her. She nods at me before she starts running.
Now, it's just me and the serial killer, who is already standing up while he holding his knife. I remember my instructor's words on how to defend yourselves against enemy with a weapon.
first-- observe how the enemy holds the weapon. You can determine whether he's an expert in fighting or not from how he holds the weapon.
He points the knife at me. Good! He can be a serial killer but i can see he's not an expert at fighting.
The serial killer rushes at me and trusts his knife at my face.
Second-- the moment he attacks you, deflect and push his hand to his opposite hand to limit his movement. Then, punch him directly at his nose.
Third-- when he steps back due to your punch, sweep one of his legs to knock him down. Use your body weight to immobilize him.
Great! Now I am locking his movement, so the next step is the last step and the ultimate move that instructor taught me to use in any scary situation.
Fourth-- scream for help
"Help! Help! Somebody help! Help me!"
I scream as loud as I can. Hearing me scream, the serial killer starts to panic and headbutts me with all his might. Surprise, I unintentionally weaken my grip and free the serial killer. At this point, he swings his knife and slices my throat open. I fall backwards as I feel the warm liquid pouring from my throat.
'It's hurts'
My eyes begin to feel heavy and it becomes harder to breathe. I can see the girl from before running to me with cops behind her.
The serial killer tries to run, but I grab his leg firmly. The moment I see cops arrest him, I close my eyes.
'Ah.... I don't wanna die yet'
===================================================================================
Thank you for reading the prologue (^_^)/
I will try my best to post chapter 1 this afternoon
NewbieCub--
Special thanks for Tivanenk