I'm sorry for the slow updates, I've been busy with Flicker. I still have the latest chapter in the works so the reuploading will be slow here.
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Chapter 3: Stalking the Doe
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There is one thing to describe this:
"Holy shit…"
Jack was supposed that he was lucky enough to remember to quickly pass on Mr. Gale's warnings over to his fellow classmates, thinking that was better to be on the safe side so that no one would accidentally blurt out on what happened this afternoon. He didn't want to think what would happen if there is an entire mass panic on the continent. Not to mention of the fact that this god he woke up not only travel through tunnels but also can shape-shift.
"Jack, you have to eat something…this stress is not good for you," he heard Rose urged behind him. He didn't have to know that she was concern thanks to the reflection of the window. Ever since that talk, Jack couldn't help but be paranoid, so he had to be cooped up by the window to roam over the city. Just making sure that his…stalker wouldn't be there…
Honestly, how is stalking mortals a turn-on for gods?!
A sigh escaped from his lips as he bopped his forehead against the window, feeling the coolness of the glass against his skin. It somehow felt refreshing.
"I know…I know…just…give me a minute…"
"You've been standing there for 30 minutes."
…Has he been standing there that long? Come to think of it, the sky has a pinkish-orange hue to it…and his stomach was growling…
Damn, Rose and her motherly sense.
Jack sighed before lifting himself off of the glass, turning to his friend who was staring at him with her hands on her hips. As if she was expecting that outcome, Jack didn't see it but he was sure that she was smiling on the inside.
"Fine, you win." He admitted in defeat.
The red-haired girl just smiled triumphantly but nevertheless placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Come on, I hear that there's a restaurant with meat pies to die for…or if you like, fish and chips. Sky's the limit."
Jack smiled before following her out of their room, to join their friends.
Maybe it was best to make most of this class vacation…and perhaps find out some way to clean up this mess he made later.
Night descends upon Sydney city, although the night life is still bustling, a certain group of college students were resting up for tomorrow morning…to escape the continent before a certain pagan god would find them and obtain his sacrifice.
Oblivious to the outside world as they take in comfort to their dreams…
However, little did one of them know that the concrete jungle isn't enough to protect him, in fact it would be just down the street from their hotel.
A hole appeared in the middle of an alley, and lo and behold, the proud god leaped out of his hole. He took note of his surroundings before sniffed the air a bit, grimacing at the scent. The smell is unbearably foul; it smelled of a mixture of rotten eggs, smoke, and rubbish. The buildings are different from what he remembered back in the old days, instead of wood and reed; they stood tall and made of what resembled metal and clear crystal. Bunny noticed that the ground he stood on seemed to be made of stone.
He wrinkled his nose in disgust as he ventured further a bit, but keeping to the shadows just in case. It was almost amazing how the sacrifices that he rejected adapted to the main land 900 years ago, he didn't give much thought whether or not they would survive. But the air was crisper and fresher back then…now, it smelled almost decaying.
"Tch, humans…" he scoffed, shaking his head. Then he caught a whiff of something familiar…and sweet.
Something that is a mixture of musk, forest, and something else…
Both his nose and whiskers twitched as satisfied smirk grew on his lips. He's here…his doe was nearby. Bunny took a look around before finding the trail leading to a building, which might have been a fancy inn of this generation. A low whistle was heard as he took a look at it. No matter how seemingly weak humans are, they know how to use their skills in architecture.
Enough about that, he needed to see his doe.
It took a while for him to actually relax, since all that thoughts of what-if scenarios kept running through his head, which also include a couple trips to the bathroom due to the phantom sensation of the number one (much to Rose's chagrin), Jack finally fell into a dreamless sleep. It was surprising that Rose managed to sleep through David and Jim's snoring in their shared bed, but if she can do it…so can Jack.
Besides, that god didn't know where he is…
The room was silent, despite the combined sounds of snoring and soothing softness of breathing, but other than that it was peaceful.
That is until a hole appeared in the red carpeted floor.
Then out comes the rabbit god himself, silently landing upon all fours. His nose and whiskers were twitching as green eyes searched through the darkness before landing upon the familiar form of his doe…in bed with a female.
Grimace marred his features as he softly snorted in annoyance. He had seen her with him on the island, even if it was just a mere glance. If this Sheila knew what is good for her, she would stay away from his doe. Fortunately for him, his precious doe was keeping a good distance from her upon the mattress as the red-haired woman slept on her side, her back facing him. Well, that is all that matters…what matters is his destined partner.
Bunny stalked towards the sleeping form of the white-haired youth, like a panther waiting to strike. Bunny kept his ears hanging back, so that he wouldn't attract any attention from the plane of crystal that adorned upon the wall, giving him access to the outside world. But as far as he could be concerned, he doesn't really give a damn at the moment.
What really matters at the moment is that he is now by his doe's side. He could feel his future mate's soft breath upon his whiskers as he crawled near him. Bunny barely contained a purr as he gazed at the sleeping fair face of the boy.
He is just right there…sleeping in front of him. How easy it could have been to just snatch him up in the dead of night, bringing him to his home-their home….
But he is a patient god. It would be no fun if he were to cut their upcoming chase short. Besides, he hasn't gotten his name yet…
…Perhaps he should have asked for his name before asking if he could accept him as his buck. Oh, well, it was never too late to get started. Then something caught his eye on the bedside drawer that separated the two beds. It was a small slip of paper, although it seemed insignificant at first. That is until Bunny noticed something upon it.
He reached over to examine it further, most of it bore him, but there are a few that stuck out to him.
America…
…and Jack Frost…
…Jack Frost…a perfect name for his beautiful doe.
Bunny felt a smile stretching his lips at this newfound information. He finally found his doe's name. Not only that, his home is located in the New World.
Now all that is left…is the courtship.
"I guess we have to save that for another time, love…" he spoke softly to him, though he is fully aware that he was deep asleep. "But don't worry…you and I will be together soon…"
With that spoken, Bunny couldn't help but lean in and gently placed his lips over Jack's, relishing the soft texture of the unknowing mortal.
Next morning…
"Um…guys? Was that flower always there?"
The quadrats stared at a flower of unknown species that just greeted them as soon as they awoke, innocently peering up to them with its beautiful white petals.
Jack blinked as he tried to make sense of this. "…I know for the fact that the building is made of concrete and metal. There is no way that it can be able to bloom here."
Jim stared at the flower before looking over to him. "Unless of course…it's…You-Know-Who…" he was making some effort to make his voice sound ominous, but overall, he seemed to be as bewildered as the rest of them.
That is until David brought this up.
"…He was here last night."
Silence hung in the air for a moment as Jack let that information sink into his brain.
The god, that he unleashed 24 hours ago, was here…last. NIGHT.
"David, I swear, if you make one Twilight joke, I will kill you in the face."
The latter made a zipping motion over his lips, since Jack is the type to keep his promise and see to it that it follows through.
This is a fine way to start the last day in the Outback…
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