Fearlings Two (The Fearlings Series Book 2) by Michael Edward Page A
Authors: Michael Edward
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aims his shotgun as he runs but he cannot fire. The Fearlings are too close to his children. “Stay close to your sister!” He knows that as soon as the Fearlings get within twenty feet of his kids that Sevol will appear and help protect his kids. Sevol will be bound to a twenty-foot radius around his youngest daughter, because she is the Vaun of the family. “Stay close to her!”
The four children near their charging parents. They are not looking back as they run and when they hear their father yell down, they simultaneously all dive forward to the ground.
He fires his shotgun as his children dive to the ground but so do the Fearlings and he misses. The two Fearlings closest leap from the ground and land on the fifteen-year-old daughter and thirteen-year-old son.
Sevol’s tall shadowy figure appears. He is bigger, faster and stronger than the Fearlings. He reaches down and grabs both Fearlings by the back. He lifts them up and tosses them to the side just as the remaining two Fearlings rush past him. He turns to see them tackle the children to the ground.
The Father stops ten feet away. He aims and fires, blasting one Fearling backwards to the ground. He aims but doesn’t fire at the other Fearling. He watches as Sevol attacks from behind.
The fifteen-year-old girl stands. She reaches down and helps her brother to his feet. They look forward and see Sevol knock a Fearling to the ground. Then they see their youngest sister get up and start toward their father.
“No!” The Father yells. He charges forward. He knows if the youngest keeps going forward she will take Sevol too far away from her brother and sister. “Don’t run baby! Stay there!”
Sevol turns to the older children. He moves fast but is bound to the border of the youngest child, the Vaun. He nears the child but fades from vision three feet away from them as the Fearlings grab the Humans from behind.
“No!” the Mother yells. She tries to run forward but her husband grabs her and holds her back as their youngest runs to them.
The eleven year old boy stands and looks back to see his brother and sister being dragged across the field into the woods. He turns around and runs to his parents as Fearlings stand on both sides of him.
Sevol appears, grabs one of the Fearling’s shadowy arms, and tosses him to the side. He turns to see the remaining Fearling attacking the family.
The Father is knocked backwards and he drops the shotgun when he hits the ground. He looks up and sees the Fearling reach out and grab his crying boy by the back.
The Mother strikes at the Fearling as he tosses her son sideways to land several feet away. Her attack has no affect and the Fearling just strikes her down with one hand.
Sevol attacks the Fearling from behind, knocking it to the ground in front of him. He steps forward and stomps down on the Fearling’s back again and again. He hears yelling from the boy and stops.
He lies on his stomach looking across the darkness of the night to his Father. The Fearling behind him reaches down and grabs him by the ankle. His eyes meet his father’s and he has time only to say one word in a tone full of terror, “Dad.”
“No!” the Father yells. He stands. He forgets that Sevol will not be able to protect him from that distance. He doesn’t hesitate to run after his son being dragged away.
“ Sevol help him!” the Mother cries. She hears her son yelling for them as the Fearling drags him near the tree line. She cries, “Help them damn it!”
“Cannot, I am bound to her.”
The Mother looks around and sees that the remaining Fearling is gone. She turns back to her husband. “No! Get back here, now!” She picks up her crying daughter and starts running after her husband. She is trying to get closer to him so Sevol can protect them all but she is too slow. She cries as she runs, “Please!”
“No!” The Father yells as the Fearling
The four children near their charging parents. They are not looking back as they run and when they hear their father yell down, they simultaneously all dive forward to the ground.
He fires his shotgun as his children dive to the ground but so do the Fearlings and he misses. The two Fearlings closest leap from the ground and land on the fifteen-year-old daughter and thirteen-year-old son.
Sevol’s tall shadowy figure appears. He is bigger, faster and stronger than the Fearlings. He reaches down and grabs both Fearlings by the back. He lifts them up and tosses them to the side just as the remaining two Fearlings rush past him. He turns to see them tackle the children to the ground.
The Father stops ten feet away. He aims and fires, blasting one Fearling backwards to the ground. He aims but doesn’t fire at the other Fearling. He watches as Sevol attacks from behind.
The fifteen-year-old girl stands. She reaches down and helps her brother to his feet. They look forward and see Sevol knock a Fearling to the ground. Then they see their youngest sister get up and start toward their father.
“No!” The Father yells. He charges forward. He knows if the youngest keeps going forward she will take Sevol too far away from her brother and sister. “Don’t run baby! Stay there!”
Sevol turns to the older children. He moves fast but is bound to the border of the youngest child, the Vaun. He nears the child but fades from vision three feet away from them as the Fearlings grab the Humans from behind.
“No!” the Mother yells. She tries to run forward but her husband grabs her and holds her back as their youngest runs to them.
The eleven year old boy stands and looks back to see his brother and sister being dragged across the field into the woods. He turns around and runs to his parents as Fearlings stand on both sides of him.
Sevol appears, grabs one of the Fearling’s shadowy arms, and tosses him to the side. He turns to see the remaining Fearling attacking the family.
The Father is knocked backwards and he drops the shotgun when he hits the ground. He looks up and sees the Fearling reach out and grab his crying boy by the back.
The Mother strikes at the Fearling as he tosses her son sideways to land several feet away. Her attack has no affect and the Fearling just strikes her down with one hand.
Sevol attacks the Fearling from behind, knocking it to the ground in front of him. He steps forward and stomps down on the Fearling’s back again and again. He hears yelling from the boy and stops.
He lies on his stomach looking across the darkness of the night to his Father. The Fearling behind him reaches down and grabs him by the ankle. His eyes meet his father’s and he has time only to say one word in a tone full of terror, “Dad.”
“No!” the Father yells. He stands. He forgets that Sevol will not be able to protect him from that distance. He doesn’t hesitate to run after his son being dragged away.
“ Sevol help him!” the Mother cries. She hears her son yelling for them as the Fearling drags him near the tree line. She cries, “Help them damn it!”
“Cannot, I am bound to her.”
The Mother looks around and sees that the remaining Fearling is gone. She turns back to her husband. “No! Get back here, now!” She picks up her crying daughter and starts running after her husband. She is trying to get closer to him so Sevol can protect them all but she is too slow. She cries as she runs, “Please!”
“No!” The Father yells as the Fearling
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