The silence of a beautiful spring afternoon is broken by the whimpering and screams of a dog.
A 30ish, athletic female is on her way home from work, she hears the whimpers and makes her way to the point of origin. It is in an alley. A bum is beating a puppy with a large leather belt.
“I don’t think you want to do that!” she yells while jogging briskly towards the violent scene.He ignores her statement and continues his thrashing.
“Hey, are you crazy or something?!” she throws out her right hand to stop another blow.
“I said, are you crazy or something!”
The assailant ignores her demanding queries and continues to batter the puppy, he is smacking the puppy with a thick leather belt. There are bloody strips winding across the puppy’s flanks. It is cowering in a corner, teeth bared but it cannot fight back.
He mumbles “Damned dog ate my food, I’m hungry too!” 
Swinging the belt again, the assailant steps in closer to close the gap between himself and the dog.
She steps in closer also, planting herself directly in front of the dog, she catches the belt in mid-air, yanks it out of his dirty hands and starts swinging the buckle side at him. He is struck in the face. He flinches and howls in pain as the whelp starts to ooze blood.
“Crazy bitch, I will kill you and this mutt!”
he lunges forward, hands outstretched as if to choke the life out of her.
She side -steps causing him to miss and crash into the wall behind her. he falls flat on his behind and rubs his head where a lump is forming. He pulls out a kitchen steak knife.
The puppy whines and cowers further into the corner as if it knows what violence is coming.
She backs up trying to grab the puppy at the same time.
He swipes at her hand and cuts her across the back of the hand.He notices she is bleeding and laughs, spittle flies out.
She grabs her hand shocked that she is bleeding. Wasn’t she just coming home from work – What The F@#$&!
He jumps up and makes stabbing motions towards her chest.
She backs further away using her handbag as a shield.
She ducks down and swings her right leg in a sweeping arc knocking him off his feet as he falls and slams his head against the unforgiving cement, she yells “ASSHOLE!”
The knife falls out of his reach onto a nearby pile of garbage.
As she turns to try and coax the dog to her, he is up again behind her and grabs her hair,and spews ” lets have a little fun”
“You are not my type, you are not even a person, go to hell!”
She slams her three inch heel into the top of his sneakered foot, she hears a bone crunch and he whimpers falling to his knees.He is in so much pain he cannot speak.
Once again, she tries to coax the puppy out of his corner, she is mindful of the assailants proximity,so she turns and steps quickly with the puppy in her trembling hand.
As she approaches the end of the alley the air begins to rush around her and the ground rises closer, she is falling.
“What The F…!”, she yells as she is falling, then she notices the mangy hand with the death grip on her ankle. She turns on her side to avoid crushing the puppy and breaking her nose.When she hits the ground mercilessly, she comes face to face with the grinning, stinking, cavernous mouth of the assailant.
“Got you just where I want you now!”
the puppy squeals and works itself out of her grip once again retreating to the corner.
Although her nose is not broken, she is now bleeding from a gaping hole in her left cheek.
The assailant begins to work his foul way up her body, she struggles to get his weight off of her.
He spits in her face and slaps her bleeding cheek.
She swings connecting with his left eye.
He blinks tears,grunts and puts more of his weight on her.
She thinks to scream but they are in an alley and because of the nearby traffic she thinks no none will hear her.
He holds down both her hands with his left hand hand and feels around on the ground until he makes contact with the knife, he grabs it chortling with deathly stinking breath.
“I ain’t gonna stick you with me,you ain’t my type either, I’mma stick you with this!”
He moves towards her chest with the knife.
She struggles furiously to move him.
The world starts to move in slow motion to her.
She constantly wiggles to avoid a strike from the knife.
In the background she hears the puppy barking and suddenly a very large female pitbull runs and jumps on the assailant tearing into the fleshy part of the back his dirty neck.
He screams and lashes out at the dog with the knife, the dog locks on his hand holding the knife, he screams in sheer agony.
She is so shocked, she hesitates very briefly to get up, almost afraid that the mother dog will attack her.
the dog does not attack, it looks at her, wags it’s tail slightly and goes back to work.
She gathers herself and makes a run for the end of the alley, as she exits the alley six more pitbulls run into the alley barking and growling.
She limps onto the street with the sounds of his screams and the sound of tearing flesh, drifting in the air.
                                   The End