http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/n_d_hills_portfolio/images/50294/425x340.aspx&imgrefurl=http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/n_d_hills_portfolio/picture50294.aspx&h=340&w=425&sz=27&tbnid=0Pljzuvkny3G_M:&tbnh=101&tbnw=126&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dimages%2Bof%2Bgrendel%2527s%2Bmother&zoom=1&q=images+of+grendel%27s+mother&hl=en&usg=__JaNTTEymDJA4XXCHOVYWIClIPEQ=&sa=X&ei=3BfKTJD3DYL6lwf3mfmVAQ&ved=0CBsQ9QEwAgOK, so me and my monster buddies are chilling, having fun, and talking about how they just keep raising the mortgage on our moors. Then here comes Beowulf, swimming in my waters that I've ruled for a half a hundred years, after he killed my son, and he was uninvited! Who does he think he is? So I welcomed him...with my claws of course! I clutched him savagely, and tried and tried to hurt him but I couldn't! Ugh! So i carried him to my home only to realize that it was someone else's battle hall! Oops! Then my monster buddies, being the monsters they are, followed me, beating and scratching at him viciously. Then he found a little hiding space. Where the waters heat couldn't hurt him and nothing in the lake could attack him through the buildings high arching roof. Then he saw me and decided he was going to get bold. He swung his sword at me and aimed right for my head! Oh no he didn't! He obviously didn't know that no sword could slice my evil skin, that Hrunting was useless and cant hurt me!
We wrestled and I ripped and tore and clawed at him. I bit holes in his helmet and nothing was working! He was still going strong! Then he dropped his sword and I thought he was done but no, he wasn't. He came after me almost like he was eager for something...something like fame.
Then he got really angry and his sudden strength showed it! He raised his arm and grabbed me by the shoulder! Then he threw me to the ground but I got right back up and went HAM! I was cluthching my claws and wildly tearing at him! Finally i got him to the ground and pulled out my dagger to avenge my only son! (I would have cleaned it if I Knew i was going to be used for such a special occasion!) But when I stabbed him he wasn't harmed because of that stupid mail shirt he had on! If it wasn't for that he would've died there at the bottom of the Earth just like Edgetho's son.
Then Beowulf grabbed a sword off the wall and raised it over his head to strike me. Before I could lift a finger he sliced me at the neck! Rude...right? That's OK though because I'll be watching him until the day he dies...from hell. =(
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