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Chapter 4: Bleeding Torment
He stood there gazing at the bush, his curiosity whirling: finally a small deer poked its head through the shrubbery; it was just looking for lunch. It stood there with big brown eyes staring at what was in front of it; the monster's breathing was starting to grow ragged. It made no movement, maybe it wouldn't notice its appearance, and maybe it would just walk away. Its emerald eyes met its own, and the deer felt its blood run cold. With one swift movement the monster ran at it with full force, the deer tried to run but the monster weight was crushing its legs. With one bite the monster snapped the helpless deer's neck; blood pouring rapidly into his mouth. With a final twitch, the deer gave a last breath of life. The crimson goodness filled his mouth as he took another bite of deer's meat. He couldn't stop eating, he was addicted. After a few minutes the carcass was wiped clean not an ounce of meat was left, he pawed the carcass sadly; he was still hungry.
Blood covered his face; he licked as much blood from the deer before trotting away. His eyes were slowly shutting even though he tried to keep them open. He slumped only a couple feet away from the carcass, it had been an exhausting day.
A day that he would never forget.
For days he hunted the animals, preying on their precious juices; striking at the right time. He was getting used to it; getting better each day. The more he feasted the more he needed, the bigger the animals. He found himself eating bears instead of rabbits; they had more blood; that's all he needed.
Until one day, he finally came to his sense; it was morning sunshine shone on his face, rays of light pierced his eyelids forcing them to open. His eyes were bloodshot and a horrible headache gipped his brain. It was like a hangover from hell, not like he had ever had a hangover before. As a hero he swore to himself that he would never touch a beverage that contained alcohol, he wasn't that type of person; he wouldn't let himself go down that path. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, he was dazed; a cloud of fog settled on his mind. He couldn't remember where he was or how he got there, he was a bit shaken up. His stomach was gurgling in protest and he had to fight the urge to vomit. After a few minutes of fake gagging, he finally vomited; blood and undigested meat landed in a pile on the ground. He jumped back in shock; he didn't remember eating all these weird things. He got up and wandered away from the undigested flesh, his throat hurt and his mind was still foggy; he stumbled around until he saw something. It was white and fluffy, he blinked twice. Deep in the pit of his stomach, something was telling him to chase it. He tried to walk away from the clearing but his legs wouldn't move. His eyes lock onto the little tuff of fur. Without thinking he dashed out towards the tuft of fur and snatches it up in his mouth. He strangled it and waited for it to stop moving, then he feasted on the crimson goodness, it was only a rabbit but it would have to do for now. He tore through the meat, his teeth trying to get to any meat he could get his hands on. After he was finished he looked at himself in horror, blood covered his arms and torso. He couldn't believe what he had become, he dashed away from the carcass running through the trees until he fell over a small tree stump and faced planted into the ground. He laid there unmoving, silently screaming for help.
Help that would never come.
Author's notes: Sorry for the hold up, my dad had to take my brother's computer to Africa and usually type my stories on it, so it's been really hard to get a computer to type on. Anyway I may not be on that much, but I will try to type this story as fast as I can so I can finish it up. I have 3 other stories stacked up for you all and I want you to pick your favorite.
Is a Shad/Amy story. Basically the story of how mephiles came to be.
Is a Son/Amy story. Basically a better version of fall of a legend
Is basically the story of ashura and how he came to be.
Warning most of these stories will include violence and gore, only choice 1 and 2 have romance mixed in with them. Just to let you know.
And if you have any questions or comments you can pm or you can send me an email at fionaokumu () yahoo. (Com)
So I am going to all of these in a period of a year or in a few months, so watch out for them.
Ps. the one that get the most votes, I will do immediately after this story.
Thanks for being so understanding!
Siberian Forest
