My bedtime battle

 

My bedtime battle

By:

Thomas Clark

I was laying in my bed chambers, discussing with my wife the prerequisite for all of those who participate in a George A. Romero film to be ridiculously stupid, when it happened. The beast let its presence be known with a wild hiss and hum. It roamed about my chamber in a taunting manner. My faithful guard Panthers, Luma the Puma and Maximus Caticus, stood guard. On several occasions Luma had dragged in random innocent whose existence she had taken. The beast’s intimidating demeanor had even the two of them scared.

Knowing that I was to do this alone, I stood and took forth my weapon, “Pillow”. Thus the scrimmage began. With several swipes with my trusty weapon, the beast hit the wall. It landed on the floor and shook its head in disdain. Luma took a step back, trying to catch her wits. Maximus stepped up only to be pushed aside by the massive wings that allowed the creature to take flight. 

Maximus lay, cowered in the corner. He chose not to push his luck with this mythical beast.

I threw open the drapes, allowing the cold rain to billow in. The beast reared back at me. To say I wasn’t afraid for my life would be a lie. It used the wall as a jumping off point. It flapped its wings heavily as it jumped and began its attack at my throat. In my last effort I whirled my weapon around and hit my target square in the face. 

The beast disappeared into the darkness and I saw it no more. The room was quiet, aside from the pounding of rain, and my heart. When the window was shut, and the panthers caught their breaths, I, Thomas of Kingdom Awesome, stood the victor and the Dragon…..fly, flew no more.