Hell Hospital First Dive (Pt. 2)

--- Maya ---

(No. Fuck this.) She decided, gritting her teeth.

She’d spent the entirety of the summer festival running from monsters like this while they threatened her family. She was not going to run when she actually had the power to fight back this time.

Inhaling, and readying her Hand Cannons, she counted to ten to steel herself before darting out from under the desk and pointing her hand at the monster’s maul.

A loud booming sound tore through the small room as she blasted the beast with a burst of her sound’s brutal beats, sending the monster crashing into the wall on the other side of the room.

The beast shook its head out before turning its hateful hellfire red eyes onto her, and sending a wave of creeping fear down her spine as it slowly picked itself off of the ground.

“Okay, you’ve got this. Sure most of your fighting experience is with a middle schooler, but you can absolutely kill a hell beast.” She told herself, trying to keep calm despite the monster’s (wrong, wrong, wrongness!)

The beast tilted its head to the side before growling at her, the sound seeming to shake and rumble the entirety of the room around her.

“Uh, m-maybe you don’t have this.” She told herself, taking a step back as the pounding in her chest became painfully loud.

Sensing her moment of weakness the beast lunged at her in a powerful leap that sent it flying across the room, and crashing into the office’s desk when she just barely managed to throw herself out of the way.

Hitting the ground she quickly forced herself back onto her feet, and noticed the beast struggling to its feet. “Huh, that’s…”

She blinked twice before realizing that this was an opportunity to attack, and aimed her Hand Cannon at the monster as it picked itself off of the ground.

A glowing red eye locked onto her own as the beast began to growl, causing the world around her to shake as he breath became ragged.

(O-on second thought m-maybe I should u-use this chance to, to run!)

Turning around she darted out of the office’s open door way and rushed down the hall, the sound of scratching and stomping steps behind her the only indication that she hadn’t outrun the beast. Seeing that she was coming up on a corner, and knowing that she needed to buy herself a bit of distance if she wanted to escape the beast, she skidded around on her heel and brought up her hand cannon before firing off a wave of sound and blasting the beast away from her.

Not waiting for the monster to reassert its footing she darted around the corner and rushed the nearest open door before closing it behind her as quickly and quietly as possible.

Putting her back to the door, she hugged her legs as she heard the sound of the beast running through the halls behind her, hoping with all hope that the thing wouldn’t find her.

(Shit, shit, shit!) She cursed, (I’m so in over my head here…)

She closed her eyes, and hit the back of her head against the door, wondering how long she had until the monster managed to track her down and kill her… despite the fact that she’d actually managed to blast it away twice now. (Three if I include it’s fumbled leap.)

Blinking, she couldn’t help but frown. (Actually, thinking about it, that thing isn’t even all that scary. Hell, I’ve seen scarier monsters in some of my games, and all I had in those was a knife when I fought those.)

Of course there was still the difference between reality and fiction there but, (that didn’t stop me from fighting all of Decker’s wolves, or even Decker himself.) And she was pretty sure a gang lieutenant to one of the largest gangs in the city was notably more dangerous than some random creep off of the streets.

In fact, with her mind cleared up now, she could easily recall being ready to fight it the first time she attacked it, as well as right after it fumbled its attack on her. Both things that she was more than ready for, until she’d gotten an overwhelming urge to run.

Running a hand down her face, she felt her frown deepen. (Why is it that if I know I can take this thing, that whenever I try to fight it I just become so scared that I ru-)

In a moment of sudden clarity, she recalled several games she enjoyed playing.

Specifically she recalled the ones where there was this nifty little crowd control effect that forced those hit by it to run away from the one who used it, regardless of how harmless the user actually was to the affected individual. An effect that, between the sheer number of kills it had robbed her of or shot-in-the-back deaths it had caused over the years, she hated more than any other form of crowd control in video games.

Her eye twitched for a moment, as she felt something inside of her snap.

“That motherfucker is Fear spamming me!” She shouted in outrage, not caring if the (poser ass bitch of a) monster heard her. “I cannot believe this fucker is- ¡Pinche cabron!” She cursed, throwing the door open. “¡Chinga tu madre!”

Stomping through the hospital halls she hunted down the (cheap, crowd control spamming, punk ass bitch of a) monster, ready to give it a piece of her mind regardless of its cheap tricks.

Now that she wasn’t trying to run from it, finding the creature hunting her was actually relatively easy, and after barely a few minutes she found herself looking at a pair of hellfire red eyes, that made some part of her want to grimace away.

Shaking her head, she glared back at the eyes causing the beast to tilt its head.

And then the growling started once more.

Unlike before she was actually able to feel the way the fear creeped over her and made her every instinct scream for her to run away from the monster.

Luckily for her however, she was just pissed enough to ignore her fear and instead blasted the beast with another wave of sound as it tried to enslave her mind.

“Fuck…” She grimaced, shaking her head as the effect quickly fled her mind after her attack hit the beast. “Yeah, can definitely feel that now that I’m looking for it.”

Scowling at the beast as it clumsily began to pick itself off of the ground, she felt a sense of disgust as she realized how harmless the beast really was as long as she had her Hand Cannons.

“Pinche usuarios de miedo.” She spat at the beast before switching her Hand Cannons to electricity and firing burst after burst at the downed creep, until finally something in the air shifted.

Stopping for just a moment, she watched the beast no longer feeling the inherent sense of wrongness that had been plaguing her mind ever since it had clawed its way out of its Bleed. And so taking no chances she used her Scan() on it to determine just how much damage she’d done to the beast. Something that became redundant as she noticed bits of cinder and ash beginning to flake off of the monster’s flesh and float through the air.

Blinking in fascination, she couldn’t help but stare as the beast’s corpse slowly dissolved in a manner that she could just barely remember from the Husk she’d seen that one cop kill at the Summer Festival.

“I guess this guy is related to that mess somehow?” She frowned, trying to process this new information. Or rather she would’ve tried processing it, if not for the sound of a worryingly familiar squelching sound.

Turning her head around she felt the color drain from her face as she saw not one Bleed but half a dozen of them slowly tearing open throughout the hall.

Knowing how much trouble that one monster gave her, and not feeling like trying her luck against five fear spammers all at once, she chuckled nervously as she slowly backed away from the various portals to some unknown hell dimension.

“You know what, I think I’m just going to uh, call it for the day.”

A clawed hand shot out of one of the bleeds, sending both a wave of wrongness and spattering of what looked like blood through the hospital hall.

“Yeah, that sounds like a really good idea, me. Let’s do that.”