A/N: Yo you all got me back for another round.Dude's I've returned once again with news. First yes my latest two commissions took a bit longer then I had hoped. Both being over ten thousand words each. Thus some of my own stuff aren't as long lewd wise. But I did put enough teasing and lore for later so I hope that helps. Again sorry if what you read seems short or doesn't feel lewd enough. My next two commissions will be five thousand words each but apart of a small series. But onto the big news so don't skip yet. I will be posting random one shots and new ideas for stories in the coming months. Yes you won't see new chapters to my current stories for a while. I have a lot of ideas just sitting in two note pads and my friends in my discord agreed that I should write them out and post them. Some are also co-written stories with writers you maybe reading right now. So dudes please don't riot or be mad. I just want to get these one shots posted and see if they'll be interesting to you for when I post another poll. Again big thanks dudes and I hope you all remain awesome and lewd!
Emoryjmorrill: Thanks dude and hope you like this chapter too dude.
RedTokyo95: It's ok dude I know my grammar sucks. But I do hope you still have as much fun as you can with the story and hope to see you again.
SonicMax: Yeah dude but you'll see how things will play out in this chapter too.
Hell's just as weird as it is sexy!
Third person's POV
In the lush black grass the imps once more collect and store food they gather. Their leader however has been in a depressed state. Since their leaders mate left the others worry for the lead imp. Though none of them want to challenge for leadership. They see the position as fit only for one who has mated and is with an offspring. Pulled from their collecting a scream stops the imps and they hurry back to the cave.
With what blood and food they collected to store the imps hurry to the nest the second and third highest imps have finished. In a squatting position the lead imp howls as blue ooze spits from its rear hole. The other imps begin a chanting hiss, their spikes glowing in argent energy as they chant.
Feeling embolden from its pack the lead imp feels a surge of power and respect. Its pack is with it and clearly none is challenging what it has accomplished. Yes its mate has left but it was clear that its mate needed to go. From how it spoke and how distant it felt at times. The imp wishes yes that it would stay and mate until scores of imps roamed the area. But things are not always kind in the rings. All imps were seen beneath any other demons even other slave demons. For any imp to have a mate was given respect and honor once they were ready to birth. And now the lead imp is in such a position.
The imps hold their breath as another push places its egg right at the lead imps entrance. Inhaling deeply the imp pushes hard howling one final wish for its mate to return to meet their child. But as the chanting ends a wet plop follows. Landing in the nest covered in blue ooze is a softball sized egg. The imps hissing with pride at the unhatched member of their pack. However another rumble comes from the imp's stomach.
Spreading its legs, taking a firm footing, claw gripping in the nests edge. And mentally preparing itself the imp continues with its birthing. The other members of the imp pack hiss and chant letting their energy welcome the eggs into their pack. While the lead imp continues to feel pride and respect swell into it. Slowly the lead imp feels its spins grow and its hid begin to grow as well. The others in the pack gasp as the lead imp continues to birth eggs.
With one final scream the lead imp has grown in size and shape. But now a layer of sweat coats its freshly molted body. With shaky and weak knees the imp moves to the side to turn and see its freshly lad brood. The imp becoming motherly nudges each egg with its mouth. Receiving a small shimmer of argent energy in return. Each egg has a life within and not one looks to collapse.
The other imps of the pack hiss with cheers at the sight while the lead imp cuddles it eggs to rest. Each imp enters the nest one at a time to lick clean an egg. Or lick clean their leaders rear hole. All showing their leader great respect as they wait to welcome the newest members of their pack.
Several miles away Jericho shivers hearing the faint howl of an imp. If he had stayed he would know that the shiver was a sign from his imps desire to see him. Shrugging it off Jericho bites into his piece of demon ram meat. Across from him his spider companion is feasting on his portion of the kill. The two for the first bits of their travel had problems finding food. But now in this part of the ring they've noticed more creatures roaming.
The two stalked a group of these demon rams and working together managed to kill one. The others seemed to have moved on. Jericho bites into the portion of ribs before tossing the bones into a pile. Looking at his spider companion Jericho starts to wonder.
Jericho says "Hey buddy I still don't know your name or if you have a name."
The spider monster looks at Jericho still slightly chewing on its food. Empross chimes in unexpectedly to give Jericho some knowledge.
Empross says, "Names are not given to beasts like this one meat bag. They survive in packs and die much like the one you currently feast on. Names in hell are given and show that you have some semblance of sanity and worth."
Jericho looks to the spider monster to move closer. Placing his hand on the spider's hairy head. Jericho smiles as it looks at him with curiosity.
Jericho says, "From now on lets call you Abigor."
A shiver creeps across Jericho's hand for a shimmer of argent energy to jump from Abigor's body into Jericho's palm. Jericho shivers as the energy travels up his arm, across his pex, and thumps to a stop on the rune mark. Jericho looks from his body then back to Abigor. Petting the spider monster Jericho says its name again this time feeling a presence tap at his brain.
The presence gave him a warm feeling like a dog or welcoming friend. The spider monster coos/ hisses at Jericho to resume eating. Jericho looks from his hand to Abigor one last time. Standing up Jericho looks around their small campsite wondering how much further they should travel?
Empross speaks again saying "Yet again your astound me with how small minded you are meat bag."
Jericho says "And again you feel like bitching when you barely tell me anything. From what I get I now have a connecting with Abigor. And you know what I'm happy about that. But even though he's the size of a great dane it won't mean much if we fight bigger creatures out here. And worse yet I still have no idea where we're even going."
Empross chuckles to say "Even the lost and stupid find somewhere. Keeping walking meat bag with your pension for finding things you'll find something soon."
Jericho squints his eyes are Empross to sigh. He still needs to figure out what his rune can do. And if Abigor can grow a bit more he might be helpful in a fight. But for now the two must continue to travel to find somewhere that has actual talking demons.
Jericho and Abigor continue on finding themselves in an odd forest. The trees being tall and very thick but separated by several feet. The leaves of the trees are an off color closet to purple but seeming blue when you look upward. Traveling for several miles they stop seeing a large river going through a portion of the forest. Smiling Jericho steps into the blood water to fish. And to Jericho's horror a swordfish type monster nearly impales him with rows of sharpened teeth along its bill.
Abigor however sees Jericho's danger to quickly spits a blob of venom from its mouth. The fish creature screeches allowing Jericho to stab it several times with two glass arrows. Dragging the hefty fish from the river Jericho has to fight the fish's tough scales to get to its meat. After their lunch Jericho decides to hunt for fish a bit more carefully. Knowing that stopping too often for food will slow them down or prove to be dangerous.
Using himself like bait Jericho moves in the water waiting as Abigor watches from a limp tree. Every time a fish monster leaps to attack him Abigor with spit its venom at them. And Jericho would fire, as many glass arrows needed to kill them. The normal number being around seven or ten.
With nine fish Jericho gets to gutting and skinning the fish. Allowing Abigor to feast on the guts and pieces that Jericho doesn't need. Pulling the teeth from the fish Jericho then gives the skulls to Abigor so he can eat them. The spider monster more then happy to feast even well past being full. However to Jericho's surprise a surge of hell energy sparks across Abigor's body. Shaking violently the spider creature begins to molt its legs, abdomen, and cephalothorax.
With a crunch Abigor flips onto its back. The spider monster begins the process of removing itself from its old skin. Jericho turns feeling weird watching his companion go through such a process. After nearly an hour of pulling himself from his old molt and another twenty or so recovering Abigor is now in his new skin. Jericho can see that now his spider friend is nearly the size of a teenage bear. His front leg is still gone which is sad seeing as now it really won't grow back. His other front leg however has a much clearer and distinct claw. Abigor's other legs look to be armored and layered as if they have a segmented scale pattern to them.
The thorax having an almost waving shine to it that bothers Jericho's eyes if he tries to examine it for too long. And lastly his abdomen seems to be much thicker and constructed in a way that makes it look like a face is on the upper portion. Jericho nods knowing now that if he feeds Abigor such a big feast he'll probably molt again.
Jericho however looks at the stump of a limb that was once Abigor's other front claw leg. The spider monster hisses sadly understanding that it's limb won't return. But Jericho has an idea. Taking some tree bark and a few teeth from the fish he fashions a kind of cast on the stump. With some wires from his bag and a few spare arrows dipped in Abigor's venom. Jericho steps back allowing his friend to see the small slightly bendable appendage. The wires using tension to spring the foe front addition every time the spider flicks its stump.
Jericho says, "There you go buddy. It may not be much but at least you can dress it up and show off your cool battle scar."
Abigor seems to like and understand the sentiment. Clicking its fangs it a chipper tone as thanks. Jericho nods for the two to once more begin walking. Seeing as they still have some time before nightfall.
With two additional days of travel through the odd forest Jericho is at little relaxed. Nothing larger the Abigor has bothered them. They have food and water to travel with. And they have a good idea of how far they are from different streams or small rivers traveling within the forest. A few times Jericho wanted to call it a rainforest. But that wouldn't be very accurate. However today their luck would sour.
A roar vibrates through the area around the pair, both instantly become on guard. The roar soundly very different not fully feline but also not like some fantastical beast from any movie Jericho has heard. With his crossbow ready and Abigor cautiously clicking his fangs the pair eases back. Both not sure really in which direction the sound came from in front or from behind them. Waiting for several long minutes the two hear nothing only the soft gusts of wind passing by over the trees. Jericho exhales feeling a little less tense to pat Abigor.
Jericho asks "Empross any idea what made that roar?"
Empross says "That soundly close to the roar of a Brossizilus. But it sounded too small and distorted to be a proper one."
Jericho gulps to reach into his pack pulling two custom bombs he made from the odd black tar, a weird powder he found thanks to the imps. Added in are a few extra bits of black powder and a fuse wick. Jericho tested one and it gave the same bang as his pipe bombs. But it has the odd tendency to burn grass after a while. Turning slightly the pair begins to walk in a different direction. Jericho and Abigor however have to stop as they find a powerful stretch of river between them and the direction they want to go.
Seeing several large stones Jericho decides it'd be best to cross using them. However Abigor surprises Jericho by coaxing the human to ride him. Jericho easing himself onto the space between Abigor's thorax and abdomen. Once sure the spider monster jumps across each rock. Jericho has to hold on as the spider monster bucks upward like a machine bull ride. Landing across the river Jericho gets off the happy chirping spider to collect himself.
Jericho huffs to say "Yup I'm going to have to get use to that if I'm going to keep riding you Abigor."
Jericho gives the spider a few bits of jerky and stands to take in their next path. However after ten minutes the pair stops seeing a large mass moving across in front of them. Before the two can make a move the large shape turns for hundreds of spiked quills to perk up from its body. Jericho gasps as the mass turns revealing itself to be a two headed bear like creature. The creature reels up onto its stout back legs to roar much like a grizzly. But its twin roars echoing off each other as it charges the pair. Jericho sprints and weaves between some trees as Abigor leaps off the trucks of trees above.
The two headed bear looks at both of them for both heads to then focus on Jericho. As it gives chase Abigor stops above and watches. Cursing Jericho opens fire with several arrows and even Abigor spits a few large wads of its venom at the bear. But the bear simply shakes is body not even phased. Going into a zip zagging sprint Jericho can hear the bear charging after him as best it can.
Abigor keeping up from above as it leaps from the trees bends its thorax to fire a long net of webbing. Caught for a moment the bear shakes and rubs itself across the forest floor. But the delay allows Abigor to get onto the ground allowing Jericho to climb onto the spiders back. Leaping into the trees Jericho sees the bear not giving up its chase. Even as the pair spends the next twenty plus minutes moving from tree to tree.
Jericho curses to pat Abigor to stop. The spider clings to the tree as the bear bashes into the truck to try and make them fall. Jericho pulls his two custom bombs hoping for them to drive off the bear. Priming both Jericho drops them and has Abigor leap a few trees away seconds before they connect with the bear. On contact the bear screams in bloody pain. Its howls of pain making Abigor stop.
The bombs seem to not just have exploded causing some blast and concussive damage. But also is burning much hotter then Jericho expected. The tar and his few chemical additives must be the cause. But this reminds him of how napalm looks and burns. Before long the bear and the tree it was rolling near are somewhat on fire. But slowly the fire goes until it's snuffed out. Coming down Jericho uses Empross to fire a round into both of the bear's skulls. Getting no reaction Jericho starts to carve away at the cooked carcass.
He even manages to pull off a good amount of its quills. The quills as Jericho finds are thick and barbed with several grooves. They remind him of the tips to javelins. But still Jericho gets to cutting pieces of the bear to store and use later. While Jericho works Abigor feast on the bears guts.
Jericho gulps to say, "We got lucky against this one but hate to find out these things roam in groups. Or worse run into whatever made that strange roar a while ago. I better make more bombs just encase."
Abigor stops eating to produce a worried chirp. Jericho nods knowing for sure that their journey will be or get much worse from here.
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