I was completely bewildered--I had no idea that an Unlucky could become pregnant. Then again, it did make sense that even though they become "Zombie-like," the creatures were still physically alive. Even in the most primal state of mind, the desire to mate still remained.
I stood there for a while longer, my mind wandering with thoughts like, what would the newborn child look like ?
The female Unlucky bellowed out in pain, and within seconds, I heard cries of what I could only describe as horrifying. The squeal of a baby Unlucky rang through the woods. From where I was standing, I was able to witness the entire thing. The newborn looked like a miniature version of its elders. The child was born an Unlucky; doomed to roam the world as a blood lusting beast until the end of its days.
What I saw next turned my stomach, as I witnessed an unbelievable act of savagery. No sooner had the mother birthed her demonic offspring, than the surrounding others quickly snatched the child away. I heard the sound of flesh ripping as the placenta was forced from her body. One of the other creatures grabbed the afterbirth and tried to pull it away, but because it was still connected to the umbilical cord of the baby, the monster was only able to take a few steps.
Each Unlucky pulled on their respective ends turning the situation into a full on tug-o-war! The winner would receive their meal for that day. More of the demons joined in on opposite sides. With the major stress added to the center of the cord, it snapped in the middle. As the ends split apart it showered all of the combatants with the dark tarry blood that was held inside.
Before I realized what was happening, the newborn had become nothing more than a bloody pile of bones, and the pack of Unluckys turned their attention toward the female. It tried to fight the others off, but the six creatures were too powerful, and like its child, quickly became a mutilated carcass.
While they fed on the female, I began to fire my weapon--it was that hatred from before. I did not understand what was going on that made me so upset, but all I could think of was, I needed to kill them !
Which I did. Before any of them realized what was happening, their brains were splattered across the woods. And even though they were all dead , the anger, as well as the desire to kill still raged inside me! I walked over to each creature and checked to see if any were still alive. Finally coming upon the sixth beast, I could tell it was not yet completely deceased.
After that things got fuzzy for me. I clearly recall taking my knife out and checking if it still had an edge to it. But after that, everything was a complete blank. Though trying to think back on it, I get an image of the bloody monster howling in pain.