Chapter 9
I'm Back
Pov Ren
It's been three day since the attack, I think. Hard to tell on an alien space ship. I've been in She-males room the entire freaking time! good fucking bye sanity! I've literally been staring off into space! My good, I've cracked! The she-male 'Gah-theh' I think, has died or something cause she hasn't appeared since booting my ass in here. Well except for when she ducks in, leaving behind those horrid things she dares assume I will eat! DI-FUCKING-SCUSTING. As I staring off into oblivion I try to think of something to starve off the madness. 'Maybe if I….Na done that already, or if I do…Na finished with that shit the first hour.' Staring around the room, I once more taking in the details of my prison. Grey prison like wall with out an ounce of colour, furs everywhere, (presumably for me to lay on). Huge ass furniture, and what I think could be a kitchen like this. I've tried to look for any kitchen utensils but everything is freaking locked! A table, the big ass window I spend most of my time next to…just….staring…4 doors…..'wait wasn't there 3.'
Siting up from my laying down position. My head whips around, a suspicious glare was thrown at the mysterious door that I've some how missed. What the F. 'Its adventure time!'. I thrust my fist into the air, in delight. My body itching, my adventure senses finally talking over. I leap to my feet careful of the still healing cuts. And start to confidently make my way towards adventure. (With swag might I add.) I wonder what could be behind this door. 'Door A had the bathroom, fucking huge shit. Can't even use the toilet! Door B I haven't a clue, doesn't open for me. And Door C I think was a spare room.' Stepping in front of the door it, I let my imagination fly. A delighted squeal manages to escape. My god it might be that armoury she went into…WEAPONS! To my delight, the door openings and 'HOLY SHIT! Good feeling GONE! I think I just found her past pets!'
Pov Guan-Thei
Smiling to myself, I view my pets new clothing, made especially for when I train him, exercise him and eventually hunt with him. My thoughts race with the possibilities, after what occurred during the failed invasion, it became clear to me that my ooman was very unique, a jewel among prey. I delight in my decision to keep him. What hunts await? As soon as he is trained, he could truly be the best thing that has happened since my first hunt! I glance back down to his new clothing, admiring the designer work, not often are they asked to create clothes for an ooman. The items made to my specification, a loosely fitted top covering, armoured pieces made for his small frame, ensuring he can continuing his fast movement. And weapon sheaths, for the many weapons I plan for him to learn to use. And use efficiently. I plan .For now. To have him wear it, getting use to the outfit and its purpose, performing simple exercises to stretch it and wear it in. After the little accident with his escape, I fully ooman proofed my living quarters. No ooman, hard meat or yautja could never hope to get in or out, useless they knew the codes to the door. I arrive, about to punch in the code when I hear a crashing noise, 'Puck'.
Pov Ren
The room was full of skeletons, Freaking skeletons! 'Ive hear of having skeletons in your closet, but this is fucking ridiculous,' There's so many, and there all starring at me. Heads with spines, some full bodied, all eerily smiling at me, with there eyeless sockets. Slowly I walk from each skeleton looking at them each, taking in each nick, scratch and missing tooth. 'Shit she's killed freaking dragons and Dinosaurs!' I continued my walk, my head swivelling back and forth, carefully avoiding any and all pointy, sharp objects. I suddenly feel a horrid feeling in my gut. I turn around quickly only to fall on my ass. Two words BLACK BUGS! Black bugs with the "acid" blood. 'SO she's a dare devil extremist, that likes to flight the ugliest things she can find? That might explain the scars all over her body.' Speaking of scars, I glare down at the mark that just "randomly" appeared on my person. 'Ouches' Placing my hand to the small cut, I finally decide enough's enough! And start my a departure from Deadvil city. And on to the next, 'SHIT!' Jumping in fright I smash into the wall behind me, 'Ah fuck, so much blood.'
Pov Guan-Thei
Racing into the quarters, I look straight to all his usual sitting places. Not on the furs, under chairs, nest to window, stung up dangling off the table (an adventure for another time). The ooman, no matter where I look is no where in sight. 'where the pauk is he?' "Pet?" I crook out in broken ooman speak. No answer. "Ooman" I call out louder, pleading for him to pop magically, out of thin air. But as time passes worry starts to seeps in. 'He hasn't got out again, has he?' I whip my head towards the vents, the security measures, still firmly in place. My jump to the open door, specifically the toilet. Visually checking to see if he's fallen in again and gotten his foot stuck. 'Not there.' Suddenly I hear a noise, small and pathetic. A groan My head whips around….towards my trophy room. 'Pauk!' I run, the first sight of him is well, on the floor….fine. But as I creep forward, I start to see blood…lots…..of blood. I grab his arm and turn around him half expecting to see his flesh brain and hard skull cracked open. He complains in ooman speak, growling and making his useless, unintelligible nosies…..but he always makes these studied nosies. 'A small cut, dramatic blood,' I think, blinking in surprise. With so much blood, one would think he'd lopped of a limb with that amount of blood. I look down at him to tsk him for entering such a room, whist tell myself off for not locking it last night. But he isn't looking at me, he's looking behind me over my should, with this horrified expression. I turn to see what has him so spooked.
A Hard Meat Queen's skull. I remember getting this one done up with the skin intact to commemorate the day I killed my first queen! A whine reminds me of my pets condition. And I start laughing at his foolishness, he clearly thought it was real, lunging at him from the shadows. Like I would ever leave such a creature near my ooman, what a laugh! However I would think that he could let himself heal fully first before coursing more injury himself. Especially for something ridiculous.
Pov Ren
'WOOOOOOW' Gah-Theh was looking at me with the you are very naughty look. But was failing epicly as her tusks jumping in a mocking laughter. But I couldn't give two shits about her and her biopolar-ness. I was locked in a never ending staring contest with her ugly friend on the wall. 'Well fuck me!' I was aware I was being moved, I never stopped starring at the Live skull, Its eyes body staring into me, death and destruction leaking from it. even when the door closed, I kept looking at it, My none existent x-ray vision coming in handing. As I was placed down onto the furs all I could in vision were the past pets of Gah-Theh. The furs I was sitting on covered in their dead particles. An involuntary shiver was released as the result. The sudden reality of this all hit, I was gunna die here. End up…in that room…with all the others. My own skull polished and spiked. Smiling at the next being that will most certainly come after me. It was all suddenly very surreal. Gah-theh was in my face again probably trying to get me to eat again. But I didn't care, my head was spinning and my gut clenched horrendously. It occurs to me that I haven't really eaten anything since the mouth rape/violation. I've been growing thinner and my injures aren't healing as fast as they were the days before. Too little energy from the none existent food to be wasting. It hurts to walk….but that doesn't stop me from doing it. May be a nap won't hurt.
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I know its short but bare with me. THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO VOTED AND COMMENTED ON THE LAST UPDATE…..CHAPTER….THINGY!? I should have another chapter out soon, promise. I've said it once ill say it again, suggestions are much appreciated guys so fire away for the future depends on it! and feel free to check out the images I've posted on my deviant art account of Ren, more images will be up soon! Suggestions for images and comments on the images are more than welcome. THANKS EVERYONE!)
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This fucking chapter doubled in size, Its like vomit, it just wouldn't stop growing! So here I am 35 minutes past mid night, Hating myself for deciding that this was a small chapter to update…It WASN'T!
