HUSH, Ivy 2: Knights at the Academy (HUSH IVY) by Kirah Nyx

Author:Kirah Nyx [Nyx, Kirah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-21T05:00:00+00:00

12.

Yellow and white connected; malevolence and terror joined.

The Shifter and Ivy simply stared at one another. Its thin, metal teeth dripped drool onto the carpet as it peered between its own legs at her. Its withering fingers wrapped around its own ankles. The creature almost appeared to grin before its jaw extended, stretching open like melted blood-toffee. It roared in her face.

Ivy blinked.

Beads of its foul saliva spurted onto her stunned face. Ivy erupted into shrieks of terror that ricocheted through the school.

She turned and scrambled down the stairs.

Her trembling legs could barely carry her. They tripped and wobbled beneath her with each stumble and leap.

The rapid clamber of the beast thudded in Ivy’s ears. It wasn’t heavy or noisy, but it was quick and right behind her.

Ivy was fast, but not fast enough to outrun an Abarimon.

Ivy barely heard her own screams over the thunderous heartbeat pounding against her ribcage. It lunged at her, that beast that had been a person mere seconds ago. It crashed into her back, sending them both tumbling the stairs. Ivy’s skull cracked against the floor as they landed. The floppy limbs of the Abarimon were wrapped around her like vines.

Its slender fingers twisted in Ivy’s hair and whacked her head back onto the floor. An explosion of pain erupted in her eyes; her vision, obscured by bursts of white dots, gazed at the beast in a daze.

Crunch!

It struck her again. A warmth spread over the base of her skull. Ivy smelled her own blood oozing from the wound.

The creature held her down, coiled around her, and howled in her face.

Rancid spit splattered onto her nose. Ivy heaved, a dry and wretched noise. The sound was cut off—the slinking creature wrapped its arm around her neck, and cut off her oxygen supply.

Hooded eyes, fluttering in pain, slewed to the side. Her schoolbag lay on the second step, at arm’s length.

Stretching out her hand, Ivy raked her fingernails down the fabric, trying to hook onto it. She grunted and reached closer. Her hand went limp. Her fingers twitched against the bag.

The thing was killing her. She wondered, fleetingly, if it would tear off her head. That was the only way to truly kill her.

It was succeeding.

Her neck ached from the pressure of its hold, the bones inside quivering, ready to snap—

Ivy readied her nails.

They pointed, sharpened, and grew. She curved her fingers and lashed out at the thing on top of her.

The nails sliced through its skin. She struck again.

Its throat tore apart, and blood spurted from the gaping holes. The Abarimon screamed in agony, a haunting sound, and recoiled. Ivy bucked her hips, throwing the flimsy beast from her body.

It crashed into the bannister, and its legs whirled, wrapping tightly around the wood.

Ivy clutched her aching throat. Wheezing, she snatched her schoolbag and lurched down the corridor. The Abarimon had already begun to heal.

The strap of Ivy’s schoolbag was frayed and threatened to snap at any given moment. She slung it over her shoulder and lurched onto an adjacent corridor.

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