[center][color=00aeef][b]Brandy Brooks – Bringing more excitement to Salem [/b][/color][/center]


Brandy hustled towards the Museum of Witchcraft and found herself at the large front door. She looked at the ancient, but remarkably pristine door. The stories of the evil that was contained inside rushed through her head. Sudden chaos erupted as the town was under attack, she looked around quickly, “I can't make it back to town,” she closed her eyes and opened the door. Upon opening her eyes there were no immediate threats, she shut the door behind her. 

She glanced around, while looking for a place to hide as yelling and gunfire raged outside of the museum's walls. She was scared, she ducked down and continued to look around as the sound of bullets smacking the exterior walls filled the museum. She blinked as her eyes fell on a pistol, it was bigger than her .22 pistol, but that was all she knew. Placing it in her backpack, Brandy inched closer to another door, she heard some scratching, “Radroach.”

She unslung her shotgun and fumbled for the safety. Her heart raced, both the sounds of a radroach and the gunfire outside brought beads of sweat on her forehead. Wiping the sweat from her brow she quickly turned the knob and pushed the door open.

“[b]HOLY SHIT!!![/b]” she screamed as a lizard type thing looked at her with nearly as much shock. She pulled the trigger, spraying the lizard square in the chest with a round of 00 buck sending it on it's ass. A roar brought Brandy to full attention as another, much, much larger lizard with horns and claws like swords nudged the smaller lizard with its muzzle. It's baby, as it would seem, whimpered and cried, the mother turned and looked at Brandy, rearing it's massive blade like teeth at her, swinging its claw just as Brandy turned to run busting the frame of the door. 

“[b]RUN!!!![/b]” screamed Brandy as the sound of breaking wood and glass filled the museum's main room. [I]Has to be one of those deathclaw beasts I've heard about. [/i] All she could hear was the carnage ensuing behind her as she reached the front entrance and burst out onto the street slamming into a super mutant carrying a gatling laser. She looked up at him and immediately realized that it wasn't Rook, and this mutant was breathing heavily and sweating profusely as if he had been running some time. The mutant smacked a piece if his gatling laser and took aim at Brandy as she sprinted towards the old car husk when a massive explosion it seemed like made her even more petrified. 

Looking over her shoulder she saw the mama deathclaw clamp her jaws over the of the mutant, tearing him from the ground and shaking her head like a dog with a chew toy. She ripped off the mutant’s head as laser beams shot all over hitting several buildings and the street around Brandy. “[b]RUN, RUN, RUN, RUUUNNNNNN!!!!”[/B] A burning sensation tore into her left shoulder causing her to stumble, when her right hand touched the ground to regain her balance she looked back. The Mother Deathclaw glared at her, curling its lip and licked the mutants blood dripping from her lower jaw before discarding the mutant like little ball. She roared louder than Brandy had ever heard before. Tears flowed down Brandy's cheeks as she reached the car and dove inside, crawling to the back floorboard. She heard the claws on the concrete and the deathclaw used her head to overturn the car, Brandy screamed in sheer horror as the deathclaw began slashing at the car before flipping it back upright.

Brandy's hands shook terribly as she tried to gain control of her shotgun. Her heart beating out of her chest, the deathclaw arched it's back and roared once more. Brandy shot her remaining four shells, not even fazing the massive beast, but just pissing it off even more. The deathclaw shredded roof from the car and darted its head towards Brandy. She held up the shotgun and closed her eyes, the heat and stench from its breath covered her arm and then vanished leaving saliva running to her bicep. She opened her eyes to see the deathclaw thrashing about with the shotgun stuck deep in its mouth. She seized the opportunity and jumped from the car in shambles.

“[b]RUN, RUN, RUUUNNNNN!!! DEATHCLAW!!!![/b]” She ran towards town screaming at the top of her lungs and crying. She looked back, the Mother Deathclaw started after her once more as it crushed her family shotgun in its mouth. Making matters worse, five smaller deathclaws poured out from the museum and were taking part in the chase. Up ahead she saw an old semi trailer and headed that way as the movement of a new turret caught her attention for a split second. She couldn't hear it spin up over her breathing and screaming. Puffs of concrete dust popped up near her as the turret tried to settle on the Mother deathclaw. Brandy flew past the turret and towards the trailer, sliding like she was stealing a base in a baseball game. Coming to a stop, she fumbled for the pistol she had found, when she looked up she saw the Mother Deathclaw rip the turret from its mount like it was nothing but a nuisance. Finding the safety, she flipped it and jumped up backpedaling towards the center of town. Her eyes pried as wide as they possibly could when the raging Mother Deathclaw tore through the trailer and roared. “[b]SHIT!!! DEATHCLAW, RUN, DEATHCLAW!!![/B]

The Deathclaw jumped onto the trailer, snarling as it watched Brandy run. She tried running faster but her legs just wouldn't, she pointed the pistol back at the Deathclaw and started pulling the trigger. Her aim was poor, as usual, hitting all around the pissed off monster and even taking out a couple of windows. Her lungs felt like they were gasping for air straight from her throat, her voice kept getting more hoarse with each scream, “[b]DEATHCLAWS, SHIT, SHIT, RUN, RUN, RUN, DEATHCLAWS!!![/b]” The last scream brought a crack in her voice, leaving her barely gasping the words hardly audible.

Brandy rounded the corner of the clinic trying to scream, still pulling the trigger of the empty pistol. The deathclaw swiped at her, tearing the backpack right off of her back as well as breaking off some of the wood siding from the ancient church. She felt more burning and its claws caught her back. Her left shoulder still burnin. As she could see her house, Betty ran out from the diner to see what all the ruckus was about. Brandy shoved her, "RUN, DEATHCLAW, GO BACK INSIDE." Brandy yelled at Betty, the deathclaw took another swipe at Brandy slicing her left arm open. Looking at Betty, "[b]RUN[/b]!!" Brandy looked to see her shirt bloodied as she turned to run home causing her to stumble and fall right in between Ace’s Diner and her house. Rolling onto her ass, Brandy kept trying to shoot the angry beast as it reared up throwing its claws out wide, like a victory roar. 

“[b]RUN, RUN, RUN[/b]!!!!” her mind screamed but her moving mouth did not as the monster crashed down before her, its left horn resting against Brandy's boot.

[I]CLICK, CLICK, CLICK[/i], she pulled the trigger, “[b]RUN, RUN, RUN!!![/b]” She kept repeating, though nothing more than a whisper at this point, while squeezing the empty pistols trigger, though the deathclaw lay dead at her feet as she sat bloodied and in a pool of her own urine.