I slowly open my eyes to see everything move past me slowly. I think I’m flying in slow motion right now. There’s too much adrenaline pumping through me right now to focus on anything. Why am I flying in the first place anyway? You then notice the lack of vision in your right eye. You reach up to touch an empty socket and strangely feel calm. Then I feel a sharp pain on my right side, where a huge chunk of flesh is missing. I could see my ribs and how a few of them are digging into what might be my lungs. This should make me feel panicked and distressed but there is a strange sense of calm washing over me. I close my eyes to see a thick darkness covering me. It feels like time has stopped like it no longer exists when I’m in this darkness, but I feel something dragging me back away from the darkness. I slowly open my eyes and my body slams into a tree at the same time snapping me away from my reprieve. Suddenly I remember what happened.

30 minutes ago

We were scoping out the forest for a better understanding of our surroundings. We had been making a good pace and we were far into the Everfree. It was about three hours away from Ponyville when Glib stared to make his 156 attempt to make me laugh. It was failing, yet the kid had perseverance. We knew little about each other, by that I mean that Glib knew a lot about me. It was rather creepy, almost stalkerish, yet I didn’t know much about him. I’m not one for idle talk however and took a silent reproach to his loud and boisterous behavior. It was around midday when we heard a shout for help. “A damsel in distress! Don’t worry fair maiden I shall save you!” the idiot says aloud.

“No, you idiot, don’t go running off!” I yell at him but it was futile as he ran in pursuit of the scream. However I held some suspicion about who could be this far out in the forest. Sadly being forced to help the idiot I chased after him. As I hurried to catch after him I heard a loud snap near me that sounded similar to the sound of breaking bones. Shortly after a body comes flying towards me that I barely manage to sidestep, only to catch a huge claw to my right side. I manage to spin my body with the blow to reduce its power however the claw managed to take a chunk of my side. I turn towards the attacker to see a huge creature that stood well above me. Its fur was whiter than snow and had menacing claws on both its hands and feet that looked it could rip apart anything. Blood dripped from its mouth as I could see it eating the chunk of my flesh off its hands. It was beyond repulsive. I snap into focus and pull out the giant sword attached to my back. My right side is bleeding badly but I don’t pay it any heed. I tightly grip the handle of the sword and charge the creature.

I move quickly and swing my sword at its head for a quick kill, but as my sword digs into its flesh it stops suddenly in the creature as if the muscles itself were stopping the sword. I clinch my teeth and put my entire into the cut to quickly end the battle, however fate is cruel. My sword only goes a little further into its neck when the creature yanks the sword out its neck pissed. As strangely as that was the wound heals up quickly leaving no mark. The creature then rams into me pushing me away from it only to claw my face, I bring up my sword to block but I’m too slow and it tears out my right eye. I grimace at the overwhelming pain that’s racking my body. The creature is testing me and I can’t afford to lose. I swing my sword in quick succession, trying to stay on the offensive, but the creature is too quick. It moves swiftly in between my blows and I’m swinging at air. Suddenly it slams me into the air.

This is where I am now. My sword dropped somewhere in the fray and all I have left are my silver daggers. I take them out and twirl them around a little. I look at the approaching monster that eyes me warily, unsure of what to make of the daggers. I move them constantly to distract myself from the pain. I suddenly rush the beast and it brings its claw down on me, however the beast only hits air. With quickness that is beyond comprehension I circle the beast in a circle cutting it wherever my knives can reach. I cut its cheek, left leg, hip, right arm and all across its chest before it could even defend itself. I notice that the cuts I make hurt it and do not heal up immediately. I move even quicker as I slash its hamstring making it fall to the ground. I dig my knives into his neck and twist it around to add to the beast’s pain. I cut it open from its stomach to its chest and ram my knives into its eyes. Rage builds in my as I rip its chest open and pound on its insides. Mercilessly I beat upon the beast, cracking its ribs and beating its lungs to a bloody mush.

The creature is misfortunate enough to still be conscious enough to feel the daggers being rammed into its eyes and screams in pain. It whimpers as it feels each mighty blow I deliver it and is powerless to do anything. Slowly the once proud Wendigo falls unto a sleep it will never awake from again.

I feel nothing. Each punch I give seems to take forever and this rage building up inside me is taking over. Why am I so mad? I’m usually so calm and composed, but this anger raging inside of me. It’s not like I hate the creature but it’s like I want to destroy everything around me. I feel a hand touch my shoulder. I growled and turned to see Glib looking at me with a worried look. It takes all my willpower not to raise my fist at him. I control my breathing long enough to feel the adrenaline starting to wear off of me. I stand up away from the bloody mush that was once the creature that attacked me, only to fall down next to a tree.

“You alright there? I mean I wanted to beat the shit out of the thing too, but you turned that windigo into a pile of mush man. You just went apeshit on it. One minute your over there getting your ass handed to you the next minute you’re flying all over it cutting it up like you’re a butcher or some shit. Then your eye went all red and you’re ripping it open with your hands beating the crap out of it. I was all like ‘damn’. The more you were beating him though the bigger you got. Then when I came over to snap you out of it you growled at me like you were some sort of wild animal. Almost thought you were gonna beat me next. Kinda glad you didn’t, do you know how hard it is to get this face looking like this? I don’t because I don’t do anything special with it but you know I rather like my face on my face, or is it head. What do you think?” Glib says going on and on. I was too busy calming myself down to pay him any mind.

“I think, that you talk too much.” I say grimacing in pain. I look over to Glib as he pulls out a lighter. “What are you doing?” I ask.

“Finishing it off. Have to burn a windago to ashes for it to die and not come back. Damn thing will just chase you down to the ends of the earth if you don’t.” He says actually looking serious for once.

“How the hell you know it’s a windago and why didn’t you tell me earlier?” I ask.

“Well I took a nice concussion and didn’t actually think about it till now. Besides I think good ol Snokey here will make a nice bonfire.” He says smirking to himself, as he pulls out a lighter from seemingly nowhere. He then strikes it a few times until a small flame rises from it. “See you in hell.” He says turning away. Then he tosses the lighter behind him at the mush that’s left of the wendigo only for the fire to die out before it even hit it.

“hahahahaha.” I laugh at his stupidity. “Did you actually think it would just burst into flames if you said a cool catch phrase?” I ask him laughing at him at the same time. He looks to me with a disappointed face.
“Yeah kinda.” He answers, which only makes me laugh harder at him. It’s so funny that its painful. Probably because my lung was punctured by my ribs but I can’t help but laugh through the pain at the sheer stupidity of him. This only causes him to frown with displeasure at being laughed at. “You’re never going to let me live that down are you?” he asks.

“Of course not. I mean how stupid do you have to be to actually think that you would actually set fire to something like that. Oh god, I can’t believe you did that.” I say still laughing at him. “You even did the lame catch phrase, did you think that you were a badass or something. Start a small fire dumbass and then use that to burn it. Dumbass.” I say still chortling at him. After setting fire to the beast I start limping back the way we came. “Let’s go home.” I say. Glib comes up and supports my side to I don’t fall. Just like that, after a hard day of kicking ass, we were walking through the forest. It was quiet, but silence like that doesn’t ever last.

“So you beat that monster into a mush ehh?” Glib says raising his eyebrows ever so slightly.

“Yeah I did, beat the shit of that thing.” I say wincing at my wound.

“You beat that thing up really good huh? Cough cough, wink wink, nudge nudge.” Glib says.

“I told you I-….You sick bastard.” I say shaking my head at the perverseness of my companion.

Author's Note

This took longer than I thought, sorry for the long wait, and you can expect more Glib in the next Chapter!

CA/N: sorry this one took alittle longer hope you enjoy it and i think we can all agree Glib is an idiot more to come soon