Basically, this was an assignment for English 4. We chose a scene from the poem Beowfulf, and rewrote and elaborated the chosen scene or event. It's based off our perception of the story, so we try to show what the characters are thinking. We're also trying to be as descriptive as we can.. So.. Yeah. Read it, friends. And tell me what you think?


Prepared to spill the blood of unsuspecting, intoxicated warriors in their slumber, Grendel swiftly removed the reinforced door to the Herot with monstrous strength and viciousness.

Grendel's strides were expansive. With each step, the beast's massive, calloused feet practically flew, one after the other. The floor seemed to be instantly displaced due to his impressive agility. "His eyes gleamed in the darkness, burned with a gruesome light". Before any of the soldiers had the chance to be awoken, Grendel extinguished the life of a Geat. Torn apart like a soft bread, the corpse was drained and wholly devoured. "The bounty before me is exquisite, a divine-delicacy, unkept and delightfully vulnerable" Grendel speculated pertaining to his favorable fortune.

Unbeknownst to Grendel, fate had a grim future arranged for the beast. Hardly satisfied with taking only one life, the demon trudged on to his next vitcim. Laying before Grendel was the Geat called Beowulf. Without particular concern for the identity of his presumed morsel, he lunged his "fiendish claws" towards the laying man. His limb was instantaneously seized by one who "nowhere on Earth had Grendel met a man whose hands were harder". Frozen in shock, Grendel's comprehension was delayed. Once the realization of his situation occured to him, "His mind flooded with fear". The ghastly creature was psychotic in his struggle for control. Never had Grendel shown such cowardice, had he ever known such fear. Grendel wished for "nothing more but to escape". Resisting the beast-among-men with every ounce of strength and determination in his immensely powerful body, but to no avail. Grendel weakened, his muscles had been thrashed, mangled, and completely exhausted of functionality. Beowulf, however, was far from failure. With his legendary grip tightening every moment, Grendel's body began to succumb to the unfathomable abuse delivered by the greatest Geat warrior.

With a tremendous crack, the structural fortitude of that ungodly blight had been compromised entirely. Beowulf tore the arm from Grendel, along with a considerable portion of the corresponding torso. Grendel then fearfully scampered to the marsh which he plagued with his very presence. The despicable coward festered in both physical agony as well as emotional trauma. As Grendel slowly faded from existence, the eternal darkness in-store chiseled at his soul. His lifetime of cowardice and disgusting maliciousness had engineered an afterlife consisting of nothing. His soul was to be relinquished. The only utterances pertaining to the fiend would be those spitefully disrespecting him. Grendel then waited to end.