[color=fff200][b]Rick Noel – Salem Outskirts – Morning[/b][/color]
 
Rick stopped as he heard a bellowing roar. Unlike the screams of the super mutants, this sounded deeper and more ferocious. He stood there and faced the museum where the sounds came from, and stepped back as he saw a deathclaw emerge. He froze in place unsure of what just to do. He had read a lot about wasteland creatures, and the entry on deathclaw always scared him.
 
He could feel his legs frozen to the ground, his mind said move, but his body stood still. As the deathclaw emerged, he noticed a young girl and mutant in front of its path. What happened next, made Rick turned pale, as he saw the it pick up the mutant and kill it in one bite by biting his head off. The mutant was holding a Gatling laser, and as it limp body fell, the gun shot out hitting everything around him.
 
The girl ran off, and soon the deathclaw was on the chase. Rick’s eyes turned wide open, as she ran in his direction with the monster right behind her. His legs unfroze and he found himself stepping back. He hit a branch and fell backwards. He curled up and covered his head, and he could feel the wind whirl by as the deathclaw ran right by him roaring. It was deafening and Rick couldn’t help but cover his ears.

Rick slowly stood up and was on his knees. He looked over to his side, where he had accidentally dropped his rifle in the confusion. He staggered as he tried to get up and dropped to the ground once again. As his belt was snagged on a branch. As his hands trembled he hastily unfastened his belt, wishing not to waste anytime in case the big one returned. 

He got up on his feet, and dusted himself. He walked to his rifle and as he was leaning over to pick his rifle out he felt a powerful push and was thrust forward. He rolled on the ground, over dead leaves and broken branches. He looked over his shoulder and saw a young deathclaw. He fumbled up, and stood almost frozen in place as he stared the young creature down. It roared in a high pitched growl, just beginning to develop its roar. 

It charged at Rick and he dropped and rolled to the side. The young claw had run at him at full speed and it slid on the ground as it tried to stop, and soon rolled on the ground, giving out another high pitch roar. Rick took the opportunity and sprinted to his gun and dove forward rolling on the ground, grabbing his ground. 

As he turned to face the creature, his hands shook in fear. He let off some shots but they all missed, due to his trembling hands. THe claw was upon him and slashed at him, hitting the gun and causing him to drop it. Rick stepped back, and done dove for the spote between the deathclaws feet, tumbling behind it. He grabbed his gun by the barrel, and did what he could. He used rifle like a bat and hit it right on its face.

The deathclaw shrieked in pain and it moaned. It looked at Rick, causing him to fumble with his gun in order to shoot, but as he got ahold of his rifle's stock, it was busted and broken. THe deathclaw had run off into the distance chasing after the big one. Rick dropped to one knee as he tried to catch his breath and steady his nerves.