James had no idea what to do or say as he witnessed the terrible sight before him, not entirely certain the beast's manipulation of its neck was scarier than the thought of losing his best friend in the universe. Mihrasta, if that was the creature's true name, had obviously tired of its little charade and now longed for something a little more hardcore to satisfy its lust. Its cravings for warm, fear-tasting blood overcame the odd foreplay it had decided on with the male, and now there were two young people about to come corpses, undoubtedly flavoured with the taste it so badly desired.
Jessie was unable to breathe in as much oxygen as she needed, restrained more from her own panic than Mihrasta's action. She felt blood trickle down her neck, but she ignored it as she concentrated more on the fact her jugular was still as it should be. Her oesophagus felt the crushing pressure increase with each breath, short relief coming when she exhaled but this was extremely brief since her breathing found no regularity. Aside from the tight grip, Jessie wasn't in any great pain or danger, it being her panic that made her in discomfort and terror at the potential loss of her friend's life. The outcome of her own was irrelevant to the terrified teenager.
James snapped out of his reverie as the creature snarled repeatedly at him; it was incredibly difficult for him to understand what the evil organism was saying when it wasn't trying to seduce him as a beautiful woman (he was relieved beyond belief he hadn't even kissed the beast, never mind what his hormones had begged him to do to help him get over Jessie's spiteful remarks about his ability in the sack). When he caught a few words from the demon's foam-flecked mouth, he paled even though he was still unaware of the words' deepest meaning. He strained his ears against the dog-type's sounds, and suddenly found himself capable of capturing every hateful thought Mihrasta sprouted, as much as he decided he didn't want to hear.
"Did you honestly expect my sharp hearing not to hear the three decibel advice you just told her? You were meant to be mine, human. I need to exact revenge for what you did to my mother. You and me alone"
"I think there's been a mistake, I don't know who your mother is, I don't even know who—or what—you are. Please put her down and let's work things out rationally. Don't hurt her"
"This thing I hold in my hand is my mother, she fed me with enough energy and hatred until her depression peaked and I was born"
"I have no idea what you're saying, please put her down and let her breathe. She'll asphyxiate if you carry on like this"
"Hypocritical fool, you think you can watch me squeeze the life out of what you wanted as your squeeze and carry out some heroic stunt that'll win you her romance and you'll live happily ever after, never worrying about the creature you slew for love in the forest one dark night. I tell from your eyes you want her, need to feel the contours of her body beneath you in more wanton moments. I know that she hates you within your soul, maybe hidden further and deeper than you humans find possible of searching, but I know for a fact that it must be true. How else could she have created me?"
"Hang on, she didn't create you, neither of us knew of your existence before now"
"You both knew I existed you filthy liar, maybe not directly but the pair of you definitely felt my presence"
"How could she have borne something like you, a completely different species, without either of us knowing? I was her first and her stomach has not had anywhere near nine months to expand since then"
"It's always reproduction with you vile creatures, never mind any other possibility where clothes remain on as an outcome. You have no idea whether or not she knew I was growing inside her. You don't even know what she's thinking right now. You might not even care if you consider that for long enough"
Without a noise in warning, it released its hold from what it called its 'mother', allowing her the privilege of gracelessly crumpling in a heap on the floor. Her body trembled from the sheer overwhelming shock of it all, unable to catch complete sentences from her aggressor like her friend could, hearing only parts of them that made them more sinister sounding and threatening tenfold compared to how they were anyway. She held her heavy breathing, pausing to see how easy it was to detect the true words in the thick alien growl. Though she suddenly felt more at ease than she had in a long time, unaware the creature was feeding her truths that seemed surreal, but the more she thought about them, the less they seemed like potential falsehoods. She released a cruel smile laced with an eerie laughter, and then in a voice most unlike her usual one, she turned to the evil creature and said:
"I think playtime's over, don't you my darling?"
*AN*
I apologise profusely for the incredible delay with the deliverance of this chapter, but things have been hectic for me, alas not always in a positive nature! I've been threatened with being thrown out rather frequently now, even when I honestly haven't done anything to provoke such comments. I have a possible place to abode, so if the gods are feeling generous I may be bestowed with a little fortune. Oh yeah, I'm engaged so as a wedding-to-be present please review this! Chapter's short, but better than nothing, yeah?