Cellar Dweller's (Part 2)

As a crusty, old, and unshaven gentleman worked under his car, he is unaware that he is about to have company. The man is too busy and occupied in his work, to see his mixed breed mutt scamper from his side. The dog heads to the edge of the garage door, as it sniffs the air. Suddenly, the mutt starts to bark as if sensing danger. The aroused dog quickly agitates the old man under the car.
" Shut up will you, ye flea bitten hound," he yells as he grabs his tobacco.

But with his back to the garage entrance, he doesn't notice the dog take off around the corner. When the dog gets around to the other side of the garage, he sees a large figure getting closer. The dog’s ears go up and a low deep growl vibrates his throat. In a desperate attempt to protect his master, the dog charges the approaching beast. With a running leap the dog goes for the beasts arm.

But, muscle and evil combine as the beast grabs the poor dog by the throat, snaps it's neck and throws it aside in one quick motion. The dog crashes into the garage wall with a bone-breaking thud and lies motionless. Hearing the loud impact from inside, the old man spits tobacco juice on the floor and heads to inspect the noise.
" Stupid ass dog, what the hell ye doing out there," he mutters as he stops at the door.

Just then the beast rounds the corner of the garage. It stares at the helpless man and gives a ferocious growl.
" God ole mighty, your a big sons-a-bitch, " he says as he looks up.

But as the man swallows his chaw of tobacco, the beast grabs him by the head and squeezes with a powerful grip. The old mans head makes a disturbing crunch as his blood runs down the beast’s hand. The monster looks at the man for a split second before throwing him back against the car.


The men, the sheriff promised, start to arrive and blend in with the others. Now each group has a high powered rifle and two extra men. As one of the groups take a short rest, one of the men notices a large figure walking by a nearby yard.
" What the hell is that," he asks as the beast stops and looks at him.
" Quick radio for help," he yells.

But before the radio can be used, the second beast slices the man in two that holds the radio. Now with both beasts among them, the first battle begins. Another nearby group runs over to help as the first shot goes off. It just grazes one of the beasts on the shoulder, as a hair-raising roar compliments its rage. The men that aren't being slaughtered are frozen in fear at the mere sight of the animals. The battle is short, as several men easily go down by the power of the beasts.

The leader of one group finally gets to radio the others, just before his arm is ripped out of its socket. With their bellies still full from the farmhouse, the beast’s kill simply from overwhelming rage. As he's split from ear to ear, the last man falls to the ground. There's nothing left for the men to do but bleed, as the beasts run into the night leaving their bodies behind.

Hearing the gunshots, the two boys jumped up from empty candy wrappers and headed for the window.