part three

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  Kyra pulled herself out of her bed. It was still a little bit early. She moved over to her closet and pulled out an outfit. As she pulled on her clothes, she looked at the hook on the floor. She would fix it later, after breakfast. She trudged down the long hall to the kitchen and grabbed a cereal box off the fridge. She set the cereal box on the table and grabbed a jug of milk out of the fridge and set that on the table too. Out of the cabinet by the fridge, she pulled out a bowl and a spoon. As Kyra poured her cereal into her bowl, she thought about where she had left her toolbox last. She poured the milk into the bowl and began to eat.

She finished eating and looked for her toolbox in her shed outside. She found her toolbox on the top shelf in the shed. She grabbed the ladder in the shed and set it up. She climbed up five rungs and was barely able to reach the toolbox. She pulled it down, and terror ran through her veins as she fell back off of the ladder. Everything flashed in front of her eyes and then, black.

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When Kyra woke up, all she could see was Ace hovering over her. She had obviously left the shed door open. What she didn't know was how he had found her and why he was here. The toolbox was laying beside her. Ace had moved the toolbox off of her. Her ribs ached with every breath so she assumed the toolbox had landed on her ribs.

"Oh. You're awake now." said Ace with a relieved sigh. He stood up and reached a hand out to Kyra to help her up. He pulled her up. "You fell off that ladder and hit your head pretty hard."

Kyra tapped the watch implanted in her wrist. It flashed on. 08:00. She would be late for work. Again. She groaned at the thought of another 100 eyils of her pay. That would make 300 eyils off in all. She couldn't lose any more money.

"How- How did you know I had fallen down? And how did you find me?" Kyra asked. "Were you following me last night?"

"No, wasn't following you last night. And I found you because I just happened to be walking by your house when I saw your shed door open and I wanted to close it. I didn't know you lived here either. When I came to close the door, I saw you laying on the ground, unconscious, so I decided to help." replied Ace.

Kyra still didn't know if she could trust him, even though he flashed a grin at her that made her want to trust him. "Oh, well thank you."

Ace picked up the toolbox lying near Kyra and handed it to her. "Here."

"Oh, thank you." said Kyra, taking the toolbox from him. She stumbled with its weight. She had most likely fallen off the ladder from the weight of the stupid toolbox. She started moving toward the still open door, but Ace hesitated. She turned toward Ace's back. Ace turned toward her.

"Hey, um. I would recommend staying home from work today and tomorrow. 'Cause of your head." said Ace, turning toward her.

"How do you know I work?" asked Kyra, surprised.

"I was the customer trying to buy the robot hand yesterday" said Ace.

"Oh, I thought I recognized you." said Kyra.

"Well, do you need help with anything else?" asked Ace, as if she had asked for him to help her before.

"Um, no. No thank you. I'm good." replied Kyra. She turned back around and walked out of the shed, Ace right behind her.

"Bye. See you." said Ace, closing the door then beginning to walk away.

"Bye." said Kyra, returning to her house. She walked inside and closed the door behind her. She sighed and walked to her room. She would be missing today and tomorrows' pay, along with 200 more eyils. She knelt down by the fallen hook and pulled two nails and a hammer out of the toolbox. She picked up the hook and stood up, pulled out the old nails with the hammer, and then placed it against the wall where it used to be. She held it with one hand, and with the other, she placed one of the nails against the wooden hook. She placed the other nail in her hand on the floor next to her and pounded the nail on the hook into the wall. She reached down by her foot and grabbed the other nail, and did the same as she did with the first nail. When the hook wall held securely against the wall, she put the hammer back in the toolbox and took it back out to the shed.

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As Kyra walked from her back door to her shed, she felt eyes watching her. She looked around and saw nothing, but that same cold, tingling feeling returned. Something was watching her. Somewhere. But where? She hastily made her way to the shed door and opened it. She held the toolbox in one hand, the weight pulling one side of her body down while the other tried to pull the other side up. She opened the door and pushed it the rest of the way open with her foot, taking the toolbox into both arms again. The ladder she had fallen off of was still standing. She climbed up as carefully as she could and placed the toolbox back on the top shelf.

Kyra left the shed, relieved she didn't fall off the ladder that time. As she closed the shed door, she felt the same eyes watching her again. She scanned the perimeter, looking for any sign of whatever was watching her. Suddenly, a bush nearby shook. She wanted to move closer to examine, but at the same time, she didn't. She could be perfectly safe, but at the same time, she couldn't be. The thing watching her could be harmless, but at the same time, it could be dangerous. She tried her best to resist the temptation to move closer, but it kept nagging at her. She inched closer to the bushes, cautiously. She stopped and returned to the shed to grab a gun for defense. When she had the gun cocked and in hand, she began to inch closer to the bushes again. The bush she had seen the movement in rustled again. When she was four feet away from the bushes, she began to hear breathing. She hesitated, and then after a bit, began moving again. When she was less than a foot away from the bushes, a Scarfire pounced at her from the bushes. She froze and opened her mouth, a scream trying to escape, but it stuck in the back of her throat.

Panic pulsed through Kyra's veins. It seemed as if time had slowed down for a moment. It seemed as if the Scarfire was frozen in air. As if she was frozen. As if the whole world had paused. Then suddenly, time snapped back to where it should be. Kyra was on her back, the Scarfire on top of her, digging its sharp claws into the bare skin on her arms. She felt the blood flow through her veins to where the new wounds would be when the creature released it's claws. She passed out as a scream finally released itself from her throat.

* * *

Kyra woke up, her arms wet with a mixture of blood and sweat, the rest of her body, wet with just sweat. The Scarfire was still on top of her, though its claw's had retracted from her skin. She struggled to pull her hand with the gun still in it out from under her body. It ached with the weight of both her own body and the Scarfire's. The Scarfire snarled and bared it's shining, white teeth. She finally freed her hand and wrapped her arm around the Scarfire, placing the barrel of the gun on it's back. She pulled the trigger and the creature retaliated from her body, howling in pain. She struggled to pull herself off the ground after having laid there for what seemed like hours. She ran backwards to the back door of her house, her eyes not leaving the creature who was writhing in pain. She hated to watch the creature suffer like that, but if she hadn't shot it, she would've been the one suffering. She tried to persuade herself that it would die quickly, that the bullet had hit the heart and the animal was dying. She stood there for another two minutes, but it still wasn't dead. It pained her to just stand there and watch the poor creature suffer. She stood by the door for another minute before running to the shed to grab one of her medical kits. She left the shed door open and hurried to the animal and flung open the kit. She pushed the creature's wound open with her index finger and grabbed her tweezers from the kit laying next to her. She moved her face closer to the animal to examine its wound. After about another minute looking, she finally saw that bullet. It was too far in and the tweezers weren't long enough to reach the bullet. She used her scissors to cut the wound open a little bit more and thought about how she could best get the bullet out of the creature's body. She noticed that the scissors would probably be able to reach the bullet. With one hand holding open the wound, she used the scissors to grab the bullet and pull it out. She tugged on the bullet and it came loose. In the process of pulling the bullet out, Kyra cut part of the insides of the creature with the sharp blades of the scissors on accident, making the Scarfire squirm more. She put her hand on it's back, right below the bullet hole.

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