The Adventure's of Hippie (The End)

Hippie's new form caused by the rainbow wheat had now become near permanent. He was changing back less and less. The others had now started calling this "beast" that haunted them the Basilisk. Hippie liked the name and decided to stick with it. He screamed it to the night and his cry pierced the night air like shattered glass. He had been hunting more and more of the other chickens. Only one so far had been able to escape by not looking him directly in the eyes, but at his reflection. The survivor described his eyes as slitted snakes eyes, with acid green for the pupils. He was terrifying and stood four feet high. Hippie made sure that on his next hunt the survivor was his first target before he could spread anymore rumors. Just as that night's hunt began Hippie heard a cry not unlike his own when in the form of the Basilisk. He ran at his fastest pace to the barn and found that another chicken had found his stash. He began to charge the other Basilisk. They fought for hours but Hippie finally gained the upper hand he was about to strike down his opponent when... the farmer awoke with a start in a cold sweat. He ran to the bathroom and started to lose his dinner. "I am going to throw away all the chicken in my fridge first thing tomorrow morning," he thought. He went to his medicine cabinet to get some Peptobismol. When he shut the cabinet door to look at himself in the mirror he saw two slitted, acid green eyes staring at him four feet off the ground. He turned around slowly and saw what was behind him. His blood chilling scream was cut short by a screech that pierced the night air like shattering glass. Then just like that all was silent.