The Puma hadn’t been able to fight the ones he wanted due to the storm, but the night wasn't going to be a total washout. He would get the answer to what she had been doing there.. And he could fight. He had been asked before by others, why he didn’t just spar at the arena, that was why it was there after all. But he could not put into words, that it wasn’t the act of fighting that he liked. No it was the act of ending a life, that he was addicted to.
He had been addicted to death, from an early age. But he also knew, that the wanton indulgence in it, could .. no. Not could. Would eventually bring him down. So he had to manage those urges judiciously. He killed things in the Quarantine Zone. Zombies. Feral and rogue vampires. But these creatures do not give the satisfaction that he likes. It appeases the urge to kill, because they are already dead. So he hunted and killed those in the city that showed no moral compass. Criminals that the law couldn’t control. Gangs. That was what he had hoped to find this night, except the torrential downpour, would keep the criminals inside.
But now.. A fadebeast. It wasn’t what he really wanted, but it would. Therefore, in answer to the female’s shouted request, the Puma gave a reply in the form of a
growling snarl. That snarl, immediately gained the attention of the huge beast that had been trying to get into the room the female was in.
The fadebeast moved fast. So fast that the Puma nearly missed seeing it. The Puma’s body seemed to react on its own, without conscious thought. It slunk down, preparing to spring to the right, in order to miss the beast. However the Puma was too slow and the fadebeast slammed into the Puma.
As the two rolled, the Puma’s claws sank in and began to shred the Fadebeast. In a roar of anger, the fadebeast’s meaty appendage connected with the side of the Puma’s head. The Puma whirled, and sprang backward. The Fadebeast moved toward the Puma. The Puma ran forward, leapt to the wall, using it as a springboard to land on the fadebeast’s back. The Puma’s teeth sank into the back of the fadebeast’s neck, pull and ripping. The Puma’s claws digging and shredding.
The fight continued, with the fadebeast flinging its whole body into anything in it’s path, in order to beat the Puma from off it’s back. The Puma tenaciously hung on, slashing with whichever appendage could do damage as it clung to the beast.
The fadebeast finally roared and slumped down, the flesh of its body too badly damaged. As its breathing slowed and finally stopped, its body came apart as though the shadows had been the thing keeping it together. All that remained was a pile of bones and massive mutilated human-like appendages, covered in black blood.
The Puma limped away from the pile of remains, wounded but triumphant.
