Bloody Magacki: A Fictional Narrative

“Stop!” a man’s shout rings through the streets as a man sprints down an alley, chased by those in clinking, shimmering armor. The walls surrounding them were fashioned of dull, stone bricks that stacked on top of each other formed odd patterns with minuscule ledges. The first man was shrouded in a black cloak but he wasted no time in scaling the wall on his left; he was favoring his right side as blood trickled down a gash in his shoulder. The man was flying up the wall, over half way up when the armed men below him catch up. “Bloody Magacki,” the first snarls, he unslung a crossbow from his back and starts to notch a bolt. The man above looks down at them with a wild grin, showing his yellow eyes with black, snake like slits as pupils. …show more content…
Shrugging off his cloak, a clawed hand reaches over his back to feel two wings that sprouted from the small of his back. The wings were large and leathery, but a large tear disrupted the membrane of his right wing, making it so flight would be impossible. He growls and mutters a curse upon those who had harmed him before standing up, the brown pants he was wearing blowing slightly in the wind. Swinging his head around, he examines his surroundings, nothing but the open sky stretched out in front of him. Bringing the dark cloak back around his shoulders, he bends down and rips a strip off the bottom before tying it around his right shoulder to try and stop the bleeding, he uses his mouth and left hand to tie it off. Moving swiftly across the flat roof he leaps to the top of the accompanying building, which had a steepled, thatched roof. His lean feet scramble across the roof, ignoring the startled cries of people below on the streets as they spot him. He leaps from building to building on a full out sprint, staggering every now and then, swallowing his tongue as he swerves towards the street far below before correcting his