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Chapter Two
The Beast pounced Rachel as soon as Finn hung up on the girl, crashing it's large, and heavy body into her small frame and embedding it's claws into the girls arms. Rachel screamed out in pain.
The force behind the Beast crashing into the girl caused the both of them to fall from atop the boulder and onto the dirt covered ground; hard. When hitting the ground, the Beast flew from off the girl's body and tumbled a few feet away from her as soon as it lost it's grip upon impact.
Rachel—who was lying on the ground desperately gasping for air while doing that little cry that could be easily mistaken for a laugh—struggled to a stand with a broken leg that she sustained upon landing.
Normally, when someone broke their leg they'd be screaming bloody murder from the pain, but at that moment, Rachel could only feel the pain that was coming from the punctures on her arms from where the Beast had dug it's claws into her flesh. Her body was basically in shock, however, Rachel's brain wasn't; at least, it was trying hard not to be.
It's not everyday that you're on the verge of being mauled to death by vicious a Beast with glowing, lime-green eyes that instilled fear into one's body upon making contact. This whole thing was complete madness. Rachel would have thought herself to be dreaming had her fear not have been so intense, and had the pain she felt coming from her arms not have been so real.
As of right now, Rachel was making a desperate attempt to limp away from the momentarily disoriented Beast in order to get her self to safety, but that was obviously not going to happen. Not long after Rachel started to limp her way to freedom, the Beast found it's bearing and was watching Rachel's attempt in amusement with it's enhanced night vision eyes.
It always found it funny when it's prey tried to run away, thinking they had some kind of chance at survival. However, the Beast made sure they all die in the end anyways; no matter how hard they fought. The has never lost it's prey, and it was not about to let this one in particular go especially; this one was different from the others.
Even so, the Beast was not all bad. It would let his prey have a two minute head start before pursuing once more. After all, they all tasted better after their hearts had been pumping rapidly in their chest from fear and adrenalin; it loved the taste of failed hope.
Rachel limped as fast as she could with her useless leg that was beginning to hurt with each step she took. Tears were streaming down her face from the fear and frustration that danced inside her. She couldn't find one damn glow stick, and she's been limping through the woods for at least two minutes now in search for one, all the while being slapped in the face by thin branches she could not make out in the dark.
Without those glow sticks, she had no idea where she was inside the dark woods in which she was currently sharing with that Beast who was trying to—without a doubt—hunt her. Without those glow sticks, she was sure to be dead.
As soon as that thought left her panic filled mind, a sudden weight crashed into her back, making her fall to the ground with a terrified yelp; the Beast had caught her once more, and this time she knew it wasn't about to let her go, no matter how hard she thrashed about to try and knock the Beast from off her back, but it was to no avail; the Beast weighed—what felt like—a ton.
It was time for the Beast to continue on with what it had planned on doing ever since it had caught the brunette's alluring scent as soon as she entered the woods, advertising what it most wanted. But first, in order to insure it's prize, the Beast had to make sure the struggling brunette would not be escaping again.
Opening it's mouth wide, the Beast bent it head down and clamped it's mouth onto Rachel's right shoulder, causing the girl to scream a bird scattering scream that Rachel never knew she was capable of. The pain that came with the bite was so intense that she would have thrown up if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't stop screaming. It felt as if someone had stabbed her repeatedly with lava and acid dipped knives; It was the kind of pain no one ever expected to experience in their life time.
Not even thirty seconds after, she already wished the Beast would just extract it's mouth from her shoulder and just kill her already so she'd be free of the pain.
After tightening it's grip for a few more painful seconds, the Beast released it's grip then turned it's prey over with it's paw so it would be able to look her in her terror filled eyes right before killing her. Glowing eyes stared into Rachel's tear glazed ones; eyes that—to Rachel—seemed to be taunting her.
Not wanting the Beat's glowing eyes to be the last thing she see's before she was killed, Rachel turned her head away.
And just as she saw the Beast about to chow down on her neck from her peripheral, a white blur crashed into the Beast's body, causing the Beast to be knocked from off of her once again.
From where she lay bleeding and screaming on the forest floor, Rachel could somehow hear two different angry growls through her screams; one coming from the Beast and the other from party crasher as they fought each other in what sounded like an intense battle.
Not even a minute into their fight, a pain that was far more excruciating than what she had felt when the Beast had bit into her, started to come from her shoulder, steadily and furiously. It felt as if her whole right shoulder had suddenly alighted into flames and was gradually becoming worse as the fire intensified. Rachel couldn't help but scream even louder than she already was; only this time it was back arching.
This continued on for another ten minutes until Rachel could make out a whimper of pain through her screaming that was quickly followed by a growl in warning that she knew didn't come from the Beast. Sadly, she knew the Beast's growl all too well.
Then, it suddenly became quiet besides the screams of agony. However, the silence only lasted for a moment because soon after, Rachel's savior came over to where she lay.
They immediately turned Rachel to her side—the side that was not bitten—as gently as they could in order to inspect the damage that had been inflicted by the Beast.
Once seeing the damage, the savior let out a regretful and draw out "Fuck" before saying:
"Okay, I'm gonna take most of the pain away for right now, alright?" Rachel only responded in her continued screams. "I'll take that as a yes," the party crasher muttered to themselves as they gently turned Rachel the rest of the way until she was lying on her stomach once more.
They then proceeded to rip the girl's shirt to shreds in order to have full access to Rachel's wound, letting out a hiss in sympathy once they had a clear view.
Letting out a remorseful sigh, they continued on.
"Now, I'm gonna have to do something that is not socially acceptable to you mortals." they said as they stood while unzipping their pants. "But this is the only way to slow down the process until I can get you somewhere safe to perform the ritual. Hopefully you wont mind as much after."
They then proceed to pull them self from out of their jean's opening and began to urinate on the girl's wounds until she was empty. This caused the burning that had consumed Rachel's shoulder and arms to lessen considerably until she was only whimpering in pain instead of out right screaming it.
Tucking them self back into their jeans, the party crasher bent down and picked Rachel up bridal style, mindful of the girls wounds.
"Sorry about that," they said apologetically.
Rachel only whimpered in reply. Great; I got bitten by some vicious Beast with glowing eyes and then urinated on by some stranger…even if it did help; Fuck Finn Hudson. Rachel thought weakly as her consciousness began to waver.
Seeing this, the savior hurriedly asked Rachel if she belonged to the camp that was not far from there.
"Yes," Rachel muttered hoarsely and weakly as her savior began to jog them towards said camp as fast as they could without jostling the girl in her arms too much.
"Is there anyone there that you trust?" they asked.
"Mandy Stewart. Cabin B1. Middle ground." was all Rachel got out before she passed out from pain and exhaustion.
Moore Info: OMG! Rachel got peed on. EW! Hope that part didn't freak anyone out too much. I really don't know how I came up with that part, honestly. It just happened.
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Next Chapter: Our savior meets Mandy Stewart.
Rae out!