|Wrath of the Antlered
Author: firefox b PM
A deer mortally wounded during hunting season is able before expiring to engineer magical revenge upon his slayers...Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Fantasy - Words: 480 - Published: 12-04-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2976782
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Weakening rapidly, Jason rested on his side as he raked mud from the damp earth and fashioned a crude figure from the clay soil, praying as he did so that there would be time to complete his task. His breath growing raspy, Jason chanted phrases from a strange language not spoken in hundreds of years as his work was finished. He held the golem in his hooves, breathed upon it, and smeared the clay with his spittle and blood. Jason looked upon the figure with satisfaction as several blue motes of light seemed to trace its outline and fill it with an otherworldly energy. The golem, an animate creature made of inanimate material, would carry on the fight for Jason despite his death.
"Avenge me!," gasped Jason to the small figure, and he died.
The small clay figure fell from the lifeless hooves, and began to move on the ground by its dead creator, at first almost imperceptibly and then in writhing, twisting motions. It seemed to draw additional substance from the earth itself, adding mass and size as it did so. Within an hour the golem stood erect, fully the size of a regular buck, and opened his black, bottomless eyes upon the world. There was a slight sucking sound as the golem pulled free of the clay soil and began to move forward, awkwardly at first and then with increasing fluidity.
The hunter did not see the deer golem approaching from behind, and the large clay animal grabbed him roughly, breaking his neck in the commando fashion. Stooping to retrieve the slain hunter's weapon, the animated deer of earth regarded the rifle, turning it about in his clay hoof and then firing it experimentally into the air. The sharp retort of the gun seemed to please the golem; instinctively he knew that this artifact of man would make his work much easier.
There were many hunters in Pennsylvania's woods that day of buck season, but the indestructible deer golem knew that it would be a target-rich environment. The golem strode purposefully and powerfully forward on hooves of clay as he moved resolutely to continue the grim harvest...