Half-Blood Chapter IV
He kept on swinging his makeshift weapon but those damn birds kept on dodging them. one eventually managed to get past his guard and the creature sank its beak into his right arm causing him to whimper in pain.
The Masters Daughter
"forgive my makeshift weapon, i had thought you would wish to kill me with your bare hands." he held the weapon forward in a one handed sword style. line lunged forward at him, slashing at his throat.
Not So Simple ~Prologue
Civilians, often with makeshift weapons, began trying to fight back. it worked for us; our enemy would come to us to die. but things began to go south. slowly, steadily, we were being pressed back. the humans paid dearly, however.
Forgotten Promise: Chapter 2, Shayna
With her right hand she unfurled the belt and whipped it across the face of the next rat in line, after scoring a direct hit on his face she watched him recoil and let the makeshift weapon go.
Memories of a Past Life
The leader trembled in place, dropped the makeshift weapon, and fell to his knees, "please, don't kill me! i have a wife, and a child!"
The Twelve Talismans:Dimensional Travels - Chapter 21 - Infected
She flung the makeshift weapon to weregarurumon. the wolfman caught it in mid-leap. he howled and raised the jagged metal piece above his head. machinedramon tried to divert power to defend himself.
Momo
She buckled immediately, not even getting a chance to swing her makeshift weapon. she tried to block him from her face but he began biting at her arms, causing severe damage. suddenly, i was afraid. not for her, but for him.
The whole world's a circus...Pt1
I opened my eyes and saw that one jackal was frozen in fear with the makeshift weapon underneath his muzzle, whimpering quietly. i scowled, spitting and looking around in disgust.
Chapter 1: Bad Day at Work
Ray lowered the makeshift weapon he'd been aiming at her, retracting the razor blade. "why?" abby shook her head again, not sure. "you want to be caught?" "no, i mean why help me?" ray corrected. abby's gaze shifted back to the dead dragon.
Back to the roots
Even peering into the sag, proved no evidence of the makeshift weapon. another roar resounded around him, this time sounding much louder and closer than before. a huge claw swiped forward and gripped the space beneath him.
A Deeper Game 4: Withdrawal
It took everything he had to not slam the bottle down and start heading back with a makeshift weapon, considering how pissed he was. the alcohol wasn't helping, either, making the temptation a great deal more tempting.
Princess Esfir Pt. 4
The dog asked, eyes flickering uneasily between the little wolf's bloodied appearance and the makeshift weapon she held.