Ok, I'm hoping that the next few chapters are when everything starts falling into place. You'll find out more about the 'bond' between Kat and the Creeper in this chapter too.
Before the chapter, some shout-outs from the last chapters reviews I think:
Sob'-'sob'-'sob: Thank you! So are you for reviewing so fast!
Phantom's Ange: Indeed there will be a change in the Creeper soon! I just figured that if Kat had escaped, he's be pretty pissed off, and so a caring attitude wouldn't have fit. But it will now! Mwahaha! Also your awesome for reviewing!
Also, you'll notice the little chapter scroll down thing will have jumped from chapter 6 to 10. It's so that I can label them properly but can't be bothered to do the rest yet. Figured I'd start as I mean to go on!
Chapter 10
Kat watched in shock as Yōkai's body slowly began to change and transform. His skin turned from pale, and began to take on a strange, dark blue colouring, almost black. He reared his head back and the siblings watched as his teeth elongated and lengthened into sharp fangs. He turned back towards Kat, and she realised that his eyes had turned from black, to a blood red, with an almost crazed look to them. His dark hair disappeared by retracting back into his scalp as two short dark horns grew on the top of his head. While all this happened, he grew in height and his shoulders stretched wider as his figure became inhumanly large.
Kat shook with fright as Danny took a small step back towards the door. Kat pushed herself slowly and quietly to her feet while Yōkai had his attention fixed on Danny at the door. Slowly, she started to move, with the intention of getting around him, and then darting out the door with Danny when she was close enough to it.
That idea failed however when a floorboard underfoot creaked loudly and Yōkai turned his scarlet eyes to her swinging his arm back suddenly he hit her in the abdomen with his huge forearm sending her flying back into the wall. Forgetting all but the fact that his sister needed him Danny bounded forward at the creature that had, five minutes ago been human. The creature that was Yōkai turned quickly and grabbed Danny by the neck, lifting him clear off his feet and squeezing hard. Kat struggled to take air into her lungs from the impact of the wall and slowly crawled forward to try and help her older brother.
Yōkai turned to look down at her on the ground and gave her a look of pure disgust. Throwing Danny away from him with such force that the widows shook when he collided with the wall he began to walk slowly toward Kat, grabbing her by the scruff of the neck and slamming her into a wall where he kept her pinned by the throat.
"I know your all pal-y with the creeper. I want you to bring him too me." He shook her violently, hitting her into the wall and keeping her pinned once again. Kat clawed desperately at his hand trying to get away and he back handed her hard causing her head to snap to the side. She screamed in pain and he brought his face close to her ear. "You get the creeper to me, and your brother lives. I'm not very patient little girl, so you better do it quickly. He'll know how to find me."
With that he let her go and she fell to the floor, landing haphazardly on her side, her face pointing to the ground and her dark hair falling all around her face. She looked up shakily as Yōkai walked away from her and towards Danny. In one swift movement he struck Danny hard across the temple, knocking him out immediately. Kat felt hot tears run down her face as Yōkai slung her brother over his shoulder. He turned back to Kat as she tried to struggle back to her feet and kicked her hard in the ribs, knocking all the air out of her lungs and making her double over in pain. To top it off she was sure she felt a rib crack.
Kat watched helplessly from face down on the floor as Yōkai walked away with Danny slung over his shoulder and exited the building, having to duck to get through the door thanks to his immeasurable height slamming the door shut behind him. Kat could feel a pool of blood forming on the floor underneath her chin as she stretched her hand out, trying to reach out towards the door. She could feel herself start to grow faint as her consciousness began to slowly leave her. She blinked once, twice, three times before everything went black.
Kat opened her eyes to find that she was surrounded by darkness, all around her was nothing but black. She wrapped her arms tightly round her chest and gripped tightly, grimacing at the pain even the slightest of movement caused. She stared around her at the never ending darkness as her eyes began to water at the pain she was in, as well as the panic as to what was happening to Danny.
She froze and stood strait when she felt a presence directly behind her and knew exactly what was there. It was the Creeper. "Where are you, human?" He asked, his voice sounding thoroughly annoyed. Kat began to shake in fear as she slowly turned to face him, her arm returning back to her chest as it hurt to breathe. Her eyes, shinning with tears fixed onto his irritated face and she watched as he looked her up and down quickly and his expression changed to something completely unreadable.
"I didn't inflict these injuries on you" he sounded both curious... and infuriated. "Who did this?" He asked taking a step forwards and placing a large hand on her chin, moving her head slowly from side to side to see it from different angles. He moved his fingers to her swollen bottom lip and took it away with a small amount of blood coating it. "Where are you?" he asked again, gently this time as his eyes wandering over the bruises Kat was sure she had.
"I don't know," she whimpered, disgusted at how pathetic her voice sounded and the Creeper surveyed her for a few seconds. "Come here" his voice sounded in her head gently as he moved both his hands forward, "just relax, this may hurt for a second." He placed his hands on each of her temples and Kat felt a familiar pain and saw the flash of white light before images from her memory began to flash before her eyes.
He settled on the image of the inside of the house, before moving on to the image of Yōkai transforming into the monster and taking Danny away, Kat looked to his face to see it contorted with anger. She focused back on the memories he was sorting through to see an image from outside the house. There was a woods visible, but the memory was from when it had been dark, so there weren't many other details.
The Creeper let go of her head and moved back slightly. Surveying her carefully as he watched her expression he paced a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I think I know where you are, stay there." He told her gently and began to fade slowly from her view. "Wait, don't leave me here!" Kat screamed, panic raising within her, but within seconds he was gone. Leaving Kat alone in the unfamiliar darkness, causing the panic to get the better of her as she slumped to the floor, crying freely now. She felt completely alone, utterly isolated, without knowing that Danny was safe, she didn't think she could handle it.
She had no idea how long she remained in this strange dream world, all she knew is that she felt relief like nothing else when it slowly began to fade away.
Kat opened her eyes slowly to find herself face down on the cold wooden floor. She didn't dare move, everything hurt. What she hadn't realised until now was that the dream world numbed most of the pain she had in the real world. Now it was back with a vengeance. She briefly remembered being told by the Creeper to stay where she was and would have laughed had her ribs allowed it. With injuries like these, she wasn't going anywhere.
Creeper POV
The second he pulled out of the dream world in which he contacted the girl the Creeper rose to his feet and made his way quickly to one of the large, glassless windows. Spreading his wings wide he took off into the air as fast as he could go. All the while images of the girls injuries plaguing his mind. What was the point? Why harm her in such a way? Sure, he himself had inflicted a few injuries on her, but that was so that he could feed. So he could survive, there had been an actual purpose to it!
He veered off to one side as he neared a large wood; he knew there was a house there. In fact, he had hunted the resident of it as food. He was sure from the images he had seen in the girls head that it was her location. Even if they were fleeting, blurred memories, they were enough to give him a rough idea.
He landed swiftly outside the house, his knees buckling ever so slightly at the force in which he landed and strode towards the front door. As he reached the door he was greeted by the strong scent of blood. Her blood, and practically threw the door open.
He ground his sharp teeth in anger when he saw her, half conscious, barley awake, laying on her front in a far corner of the room. As he walked into the large room she stirred slightly and tried to move, picking her head up off the floor a little he could see blood pooled under her chin from various parts of her face.
The Creeper walked quickly towards her, not even bothering to shut the door he was soon standing by her side. He slowly knelt down next to her and placed a hand on her back. She flinched from the touch and he moved his hand to push her shirt up, exposing the skin of her back. He ground his teeth even tighter when he saw the immense bruising there. He replaced the shirt to where it had originally been and slowly, trying not to hurt her further turned her onto her back.
He saw more bruising, mixing in with shallow cuts and scraped across her skin. The wound on her upper arm which, admittedly he had caused had re-opened and was steadily bleeding. Her cheek was badly swollen and almost black with bruising along with her lower lip which was bleeding badly. Her eyes were half closed as she watched him look her over, it was as if she wasn't really seeing him.
The Creeper quickly decided that whilst none of her injuries looked fatal, they certainly needed to be looked at but the main thing she needed was to rest. Moving slowly, so as not to jostle her and make her injuries worse her put one arm under her knees and the other under her back. He slowly brought her closer to him, and straitened his legs, bringing himself up into a standing position and bringing her with him. Her breathing was shallow as she moved her eyes slowly to look up at him. She felt so light in his grip, so small and fragile. He was almost surprised that she was even still conscious with the injuries she had.
As he walked outside carrying the small girl he felt her shiver from the sudden cold and pulled her closer to him. Spreading his wings outwards he moved off into the air quickly, trying the block the wind off of the girl as much as possible to keep her warm.
Within a few minutes he was back at the old factory and he flew swiftly in through the same window in which he had left. He looked down at the girl to see that her eyes were closed, but he knew she was awake, only just though. He walked slowly into the room he normally inhabited and placed her gently on the bed. She was still shivering; he would put a blanket on her once he had checked her over properly.
He moved to his small desk and picked up several bandages, along with other various pieces of medical supplies. He moved back toward her to see that her eyes were once again half open, she blinked slowly as she watched him approach, she looked absolutely exhausted. He carefully began to re-bandage the wound on her upper arm, wrapping the cloth tightly round the wound, applying pressure to help stop the bleeding.
Surveying her carefully he began to lift up the bottom of her shirt but she stopped him, he hand gripping his wrist. "I need to see your ribs, human, you may have cracked one" she hesitantly let go and turned her head to look away.
The creeper was shocked when he pulled the cloth up to reveal an extremely large scar on her abdomen. He placed a hand gently over it and looked at her face. She didn't respond at all, no flinching, nothing. He let his eyes wander back to the pale skin, realising that this was an extremely old injury. Judging by how much the scar had paled, it must have happened when she was a child. He made a mental note to ask about the origin of it before focusing on the task at hand once again.
I didn't take as long as he thought to clear up all the wounds the girl had, but by the time he had finished she had fallen asleep once again. Creeper pulled a blanket carefully over her and realised that she was still shivering, her face had a faint look of pain even in her sleep. Sighing softly he moved under the thin blanket with her, sharing his body heat as much as possible he pulled her small frame towards him.
He looked down at her sleeping form and felt his anger build once again. What possible purpose had there been to injure her in such a way? It was unnecessary. Pointless. He knew she would be determined to find her brother as soon as she woke, but there was no way she was going anywhere for a while. She needed to recover first before she went anywhere.
A few miles away from Creeper and Kat...
Along the seemingly endless stretch of road a lone figure walked at a slow pace. It was the sort of figure that any person interested in their own self-preservation would avoid, the dangerous aura given off was obvious.
A light wind blew and the figure came to a sudden halt, lifting their head to sniff the air inquisitively. They turned to the left and sniffed the air again, then began to walk in that direction, following the scent they'd picked up. A smile formed on the figures face as they walked to their new destination. No one heard them utter "long time no see... Creeper" under their breath as they walked at their consistently slow pace.
