Project, MalfunctionChapter Eleven,Of Your Death, Life Will Begin
It was all the beast could do, to leave there as quickly as possible. That awful thing, that awful scentless place! What was back there? What was that thing without a smell? "Abhorrence?! Abby?! Where did you go?!" Barking up a storm, Sin ran about, unable to see or smell. Well, not seeing was normal for him…but not smelling…not hearing anything but his own desperate pleas and cries to an ally who's been lost to him in the middle of everything.
Funny thing was? He didn't even know she was gone, till he'd heard her not respond, not felt her paw touching his pace or neck playfully. Where could she have run off to? Did someone hurt her?
"Abby?! This isn't funny anymore…come out!" Abby, Abby…no matter how many times he cried out for her to come, she did not. Instead, all he got back was silence. Complete and utter silence. It was maddening. It was infuriating! He wanted to bite the life out of whoever stole her form him…
Snarling at the first noise he heard, the wolf immortal lunged back, hearing that damned fox chuckling up a storm again.
Th' Greet Spitit took us aaway
Yer soul is reed to be had
Ye thinks yer reel cany
But me knoo's its all in yer ehad!
We all came fer someth'n
But fer what, we'll ne'er tell
Well, now we're all goone alone
Goone stra't ta th' Spirit's hell!
Snarling and pulling back his lips, the wolf just glared into the blackness of his vision, slowly following the fox's little voice and laughing barks. It eventually lead him around, though he hadn't a clue where he was now…but the soil was soft, the air was moist…yes, he was out form under that marsh.
A beast without a name…he'd have to ask around for such a creature now that he was out. First thing was first, though; Sin took a sniff of the air, and sighed in a frustrated kind of way.
She'd not been here yet…not even the slightest scent of her did he pick up. Still, he was not willing enough to go back down to that booming voice and that awful crackling laugh…so he pressed onward, aura leaking out again as his muscles relaxed a little. Her scent was bound to come up eventually…she was always scatterbrained like that. Leaving little bits of herself everywhere.
Abhorrence had found her way out of that place long before Sin had even realized she'd gone. That figure watching her…it scent shivers down her spine. She'd heard of that fellow…and he was not a Spirit. No, he was some kind of ancient monster. Very well kept, by the humans of course, and considered to be a God. Whether he was one or not…he was more convincing then herself and Sin…because even now, some of the odd ones, the ones with the painted eyes, they still worship it. Was it a girl, or a boy? She couldn't even tell. The smell was all off…a very sharp smell…sweet, but sharp…
Shaking her head slowly back and forth, she slowly walked forward, a soft sound coming to her ears. She didn't know what it was that was calling to her…but it was luring, enchanting almost.
How could she not stumble forward, paws shivering under her weight? She was not to be expected to stay away…it was impossible, really. Whatever it was, Abhorrence stumbled closer, the soft lullaby ringing in her skull as her heart raced under her fur and bones. Faster and faster it races, as she grew closer to the heavy scent of water and…something else…
"Hello there…" She stopped dead in her tracks, seeing with fuzzy vision what appeared to be a man, no, a beast of some sort, his lovely eyes glowing faintly in the light of the moon. "…here kitty, kitty, kitty…come here, don't be afraid." He called soothingly, holding one hand out, as she stumbled closer, suddenly feeling much smaller then she really was.
Mewing softly, she'd found that she'd lost her voice, and her eyes swam with tears upon hearing his song still though his mouth was not moving. Abhorrence tried to move back from him as he grew closer, but her paws shook in fear or excitement, body frozen as if she was paralyzed. "Are you scared of me, kitten?" He questioned her smoothly, running his hand across the fur on the side of her face with a menacing smile. The leopard just shivered in her fur, unable to even think.
Snarling loudly, Sin kicked up his pace, now at a full blown sprint. Something was wrong, very wrong. It took him no time at all to smell her fear, along with that same scent from before. Sin to was scared, but not of the other being. What would he do to Abhorrence? Kill her, or was it something far more horrible? All Sin could hope was that he made it in time. He hadn't spelt her blood yet, but her fear was rising each second. His legs could move no faster, and he swore his lungs where about to explode…nothing could cause him to stop, however. He was right at them now, and whatever had given him such speed he would later thank, for now he growled and lunged, putting himself between his partner an her attacker, who moved smoothly back upon hearing Sin's approach.
"Who are you…?" Sin growled loudly, ears flat against the back of his head. Abhorrence didn't make a sound and proceeded to collapse, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Sin hears her fall, but refused to keep his eyes off this stranger.
The man snickered and reached up, moving his hair away form his horns slowly, despite the threat from this rabid dog before him. "I am Leviathan." He said shortly, seeming not to take much of a liking to Sin at all. This one was very bright, very strict…he'd not be as easy to fool as the female was. Then again, she already reeked of old fear…he'd only had to recreate that lost fear.
"Leviathan…" Sin repeated softly, his blind eyes narrowing with disgust. Even the name pissed him off. The filthy serpent hissed at the sound of his name proudly, though he was still human looking, more or less. "…what do you want with Abby?"
He hummed softly, then shrugged, eyes showing ill-regard for this white eyed nuisance. "What do I want? Why, what any creature ever does…" He grinned softly, but didn't dare step closer, feeling the burning hate the other surly felt by now. "…I wish to fill my every desire, selfishly as I may. I am starving, little puppy. Don't stand in my way, or you'll be the appetizer. Count on that, my friend…two immortals is much more appetizing then only one, drenched in her own filthy fear."
Sin lifted his tail and snarled more at that, hearing Leviathan's amused crackle of a laugh. It was all a game to this sick deranged creature. It was all Sin could do to keep his range in as long as he could. At his wits' end, he lunged, barely mussing the slimy serpent by an inch.
Leviathan, now slunk over on the ground, scales littering his skin, he grinned and slowly turned into what his brother had so feared him to be. "You had your chance."
Hearing such dark words hissed towards him, sin's blood ran cold. He flattened his ears and tail in an instant, but kept up his growl, turning to face the monstrosity that was toying with him like a predator plays with his pray. "Fight with me, little wolf…Fight with your teeth and claws! I riddle with excitement…it only makes me long for your soul even more!"
Sin growled as the serpent moved his head, biting Sin's rear leg with a rough jerking movement. The wolf immortal just kicked it off, barking and yelping as he tried to break free. His fangs met the serpent demon's face, and with one sniff, he smelt burnt flesh as well as blood. His face, his scales really, where singed for some reason…Sin took advantage of his and clawed as the already damaged scales, making Leviathan read his head back and squeal. That squeal was enough to wake Abhorrence up form her state of unconsciousness; just in time to see Levi bare his teeth deeper into Sin's backend.
The wolf yelped and whined loudly, but kept his claws and teeth fastened to Leviathan's massive body. Abhorrence just stared, then hissed, shivering and staying on the ground.
"Filthy dog!" Leviathan hissed, ripping Sin off his face with one sharp movement. He then shook his head and threw Sin's body like a rag doll, seeing it hit the ground, with a thud. Abhorrence gasped and ran over, somehow making her legs work. While he was whining and whimpering loudly, the wolf had the pride of any pureblood, still snarling with his lips pulled back.
Leviathan shook his head again, blood form his wounded face splattering everywhere and in every direction. "You will regret that…"