Evolution

She ran towards me…strong, swift, monstrous…a half-human with a head of a boar’s.

Her mouth was agape, baring gnarled, razor-sharp fangs… red tongue flickering like fire, dribbling disgustingly… luminous eyes flashing malevolently…

“Murdering pigs!” she half-roared, half-squealed. I flinched at the irony of her words as I fired. The bullet created a scarlet emblem on her corpulent stomach, mutant blood—hers and her unborn’s–splattering the border.

The rest of the semi-animals cowered,not daring to cross the line separating us predators from prey.

I wondered how long before they realize that they’re stronger and swiftly outnumbering us.