Wails of pain shot through the forest. Screams of fear echoed and bounced from the bark of the trees. The Creature looked up his clear, blue watery eyes shooting over the horizon searching for anything out of sorts. He opened the door to the cave and crept from his hiding place. He looked up towards the Moon that was drifting through the dark sky with starts striking its light through the velvet like clouds.

Another scream…

He jumped hearing it once again and started into the woods. What was that? Who was that? He rushed backwards, shrouding himself in darkness as he saw a young woman running through the trees with blood staining every visible part of her body. She turned, tripped, and dropped to the ground trembling as three or so men surrounded her with clubs. Huge grins flew up their faces.

"Please? No!" She cried. "I haven't done any--." She was interrupted as one of them threw his foot into her face.

Her body jolted as a whimper escaped her lips. She slowly fell still as the men's laughter reverberated against the surface of the trees.

The Creatures eyes widened seeing them beat her over and over again. He couldn't just stand here – he had to help her!

He stepped from the shadows as his stature captured the attention of all three men as did the cold fire burning in his foul demonic eyes.

"Oh My God!" One of them screamed, pointing his shaking finger towards the horrific man-beast as he backed away tripping over his own two feet.

"HOW DARE YOU?" His voice was booming – threatening. It shot through the atmosphere like a roar from some deadly hungry beast. His usually cold eyes were filled with fire, hatred and rage. He stepped forward and it seemed as if the whole land shook beneath him.

The men stepped back from the woman with their eyes wide staring upon him with a cowering fear. "Demon!" One yelled, pulling up his club as he charged for him to hit him.

The Creature just grabbed the club and threw it to the ground, wrapping his fingers around his throat and breaking his neck without effort. "GOD SHALL PUNISH YOU! I WILL PUNISH YOU! IS THIS HOW YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE!" The other two started to run, and the Creature knew he wasn't fast enough to catch them yet. He looked back down to the girl.

She was a wreck; they had beaten her to complete oblivion. He watched her as her chest rose and fell with each passing moment. He kneeled beside her. Would she wake and scream at the top of her lungs finding a decomposed, but yet alive corpse hovering over her?

He poked her side -- nothing. She didn't even open her eyes. He poked her again, a bit harder -- still nothing.

He was afraid, yes. He remembered how evil and disgusting the humans were back in that village. They had chased him away and he really never knew why. Now one came to his feet. Was this one of them that chased him out?

A spark of abhorrence ran through his veins until he looked back down to her. No, maybe she was different from the others. Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't be afraid because he saved her. He saved her, and she would have to be his friend, right?

He bent down and slid his arms beneath her picking her up and carrying her over the rocky mountains to his cave. There he laid her down, placing her head on a rolled up piece of clothe. He turned away for a moment and started a fire and watched as the color of ember danced across her swelled skin.

He had taken some water from the stream a bit earlier so he took a piece of wet clothe and washed some of the blood from her body. From her legs, from her exposed stomach, from her chest and finally to her face. Would she ever wake up, he asked himself.

Just then her eyes opened slowly. They were a beautiful green glistening in the light of the fire. She looked upon him and to his surprise, there was no fear in her eyes. There were no signs of hatred, nor signs of disgust. She knew he had saved her and she was thankful!

She closed her eyes and clenched her fists painfully feeling the sting of the cold water on her broken skin. A tear slowly made its way down her cheek and he inched forward, wiping it from her face. "Don't cry." He said with his voice as soft as he possibly could. "Pain is only temporary."

He watched as her eyes closed once more and she slept once again. He was happy and relieved. She wasn't afraid and for that, he would take care of her forever if need be. Every single human that he had came across, except for the old man De Lacey which was blind, had been afraid of him. Why? Because of his appearance.

For the rest of the night, he stayed by the fire but kept an eye on her just in case. For a moments time, he wanted to chase down the other two and kill them in the most overwhelming and deadliest way possible causing them so much pain even the Devil would cringe. But no, he'd stay here for now and take care of his newly found friend.

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It had been days and she finally awoke pushing herself up slowly as she leaned against the wall. There was still some pain but the swelling had went down a lot. Even some of the wounds were healing. She looked over to the lump of man that was laying down beside the fire, his eyes closed. He was obviously sleeping. She gave a small smile and slowly crawled over towards him. She looked upon him for a moment, only seeing a part of his forehead and his dark hair that was a mess. She inched forward once again and pulled the blanket from his face.

Her eyes widened a bit, seeing the gray complexion and stitches across his neck. She bit her lip and smiled. This man had saved her and she should be thankful no matter what his appearance was. He had a kind heart, a gentle heart. One full of kindness and love and that overpowered what he looked like in so many ways.

She put her hand to his cheek, feeling the texture, feeling the warmth. She smiled. "Thank you… For saving me." She whispered and bent down, kissing his forehead.

She turned without knowing that his eyes opened and leaned against the caves wall again. She sighed. She didn't have anywhere else to go, they all hated her back at the Village and she knew not why. She closed her eyes and let her dark hair fall from her shoulders to shelter her face. She took a deep breath and slowly fell to sleep.

The Creature threw himself up after realizing that she had fallen asleep once again. Did she? Was she? Were they? He blinked -- it was true. He had found a friend, she wasn't afraid and that was the greatest gift she could give him.

"T-thank you," he whispered and laid back, staring at the embers of the fire.

I don't know if I will continue this; this just came from an assignment really and it sparked my idea. If you like it, and I get enough reviews for it. Sure! I'll continue it.