Time stood still. The energy between the two was enormous, but
undetectable by anyone who has never bore children. Maternal bonds are
perhaps the strongest force in the universe, more powerful even than
gravity between lovers, or energy released during fusion.
They watched each other, both terrified at the others willpower. The beast could sense the rising defensive energy being put up by the human. She could feel the child flinching within the womb, but not in fear. It was in devotion that the power was drawn, and as the baby invested all of its trust within its mom, the mom poured all of her being into protecting the little one.
The animal backed up, and a cool understanding passed between them. Like a bolt of static electricity being released, the tension fell. The mother nodded in respect to the teacher, and crawled slowly back into the narrow duct. She knew she would find no food there, and went off in further pursuit.
The teacher exhaled, and in that breath was released a fear like no other, the fear for an offspring. As menacing, and terrifying as the monster had been, something had passed between them, an unsaid message. She suddenly understood why the beast, obviously built for killing, had not attacked. Something within the writing instructor had clicked as the beast receded. She was not hunting only for herself, she had a purpose, her baby. As the intense maternal instincts faded, she became aware of the present once more.
The encounter had been supernatural, she knew, there was no way the creature was native, not just by its atrocious looks. It was though it had told her in thought, and this comforted her a little. The further thought occurred; who and how many victims had come before her? As she entered her car, and fastened the belt, it hit her. Somebody else knew, but who would keep such a dangerous secret? What if there was more than one child, or parent? What if the monsters attacked the children? Come to think of it, there had been some hushed rumors about a boy's absence. The teacher's heart skipped a beat. "Oh my God..." She ran from the car, all the way to the principal's office...
The principal had completely forgotten already, though lord knows how somebody can just recover from seeing human entrails on a math classroom floor. The English teacher burst in, panting and heaving. He got up to help her, but she cast him a warning glance and he stepped back. "What the hell is going on!" she breathed in a threat. "Mrs. --------, are you alright? Here, let me help you..." "Keep your distance! You knew the whole time, you murderer!" "What on earth is the matter with you! Those are serious acusations, and I don't have the foggiest idea what you are raving about!" The principal retorted rudely. "That, that thing! That monster! I saw it, and whatever it is, I want the truth! Now! Tell me who its killed!" "I'm so sorry, I think the stress from your pregnancy has gotten to you, you should take tomorrow off to cool down." "You liar! Why do you hide it! We have got to close the school and kill that, that creature that killed one of my students!" At this the principal stopped arguing, and looked awful concerned. He honestly did not know anything about a 'creature', but it could be an explanation for the bloody carcass...
No, it was just inconceivable. There was no way any creature could be within the school, except for the French teachers dog, who was allowed to visit on occasion. But a 'monster'? The woman had to be crazy, first of all, there is no such thing. And it was that ignorant misconception that would eventually get him into deep trouble, and eventually came a lot sooner than anyone expected.
The mother had left the teacher bewildered, and an overwhelming sense of respect and admiration had settled over her. It was at this point that the creature knew, she could not attack one of her own, under any circumstances. The human was of course, not one of her own in the sense of family or species, but the motherly connection made them the same, regardless of their outsides. The mom pondered this instinct as she came above her next prey, and felt the same wave of power wash over. The human mother was in the same room, and was apparently fighting the male human who was the only other life form in the room.
She knew better than to attack and be witnessed, but the encounter before had softened her into trusting the mother human. The emotions had just folded into place, and there was now an aura kinship between them. She decided to risk it.
Once again, she lifted the grate, but this time she only curled her tail out. She used her keen sense, and the teacher watched in horror and fascination, as the creature plunged its tail through the principals back, and proceeded to lift it up into the ceiling. The teacher fell backwards, appalled and amazed.
As a mother, she was immediately stunned by witnessing the loss of life, but at the same time in awe she watched the incredible hunter, who always seemed to be one step ahead. She heard the creature and body moving through the vents, and saw a few stray drops of blood drip from the grate into the pool on the floor...
The creature dragged her prize into the nest room, arriving in time to see the beginning of the boy's convulsions. He squealed and grunted, though she knew he had died a long time ago, the body was alive with writhing. The squirming came to a disturbing climax, when a snake-like miniature of herself emerged from the chest in a spurt of blood. She made a joyous screech, and dragged the fresh kill over to her new baby. They feasted, and with each passing moment she felt more and more proud and ready for the next challenge.
They watched each other, both terrified at the others willpower. The beast could sense the rising defensive energy being put up by the human. She could feel the child flinching within the womb, but not in fear. It was in devotion that the power was drawn, and as the baby invested all of its trust within its mom, the mom poured all of her being into protecting the little one.
The animal backed up, and a cool understanding passed between them. Like a bolt of static electricity being released, the tension fell. The mother nodded in respect to the teacher, and crawled slowly back into the narrow duct. She knew she would find no food there, and went off in further pursuit.
The teacher exhaled, and in that breath was released a fear like no other, the fear for an offspring. As menacing, and terrifying as the monster had been, something had passed between them, an unsaid message. She suddenly understood why the beast, obviously built for killing, had not attacked. Something within the writing instructor had clicked as the beast receded. She was not hunting only for herself, she had a purpose, her baby. As the intense maternal instincts faded, she became aware of the present once more.
The encounter had been supernatural, she knew, there was no way the creature was native, not just by its atrocious looks. It was though it had told her in thought, and this comforted her a little. The further thought occurred; who and how many victims had come before her? As she entered her car, and fastened the belt, it hit her. Somebody else knew, but who would keep such a dangerous secret? What if there was more than one child, or parent? What if the monsters attacked the children? Come to think of it, there had been some hushed rumors about a boy's absence. The teacher's heart skipped a beat. "Oh my God..." She ran from the car, all the way to the principal's office...
The principal had completely forgotten already, though lord knows how somebody can just recover from seeing human entrails on a math classroom floor. The English teacher burst in, panting and heaving. He got up to help her, but she cast him a warning glance and he stepped back. "What the hell is going on!" she breathed in a threat. "Mrs. --------, are you alright? Here, let me help you..." "Keep your distance! You knew the whole time, you murderer!" "What on earth is the matter with you! Those are serious acusations, and I don't have the foggiest idea what you are raving about!" The principal retorted rudely. "That, that thing! That monster! I saw it, and whatever it is, I want the truth! Now! Tell me who its killed!" "I'm so sorry, I think the stress from your pregnancy has gotten to you, you should take tomorrow off to cool down." "You liar! Why do you hide it! We have got to close the school and kill that, that creature that killed one of my students!" At this the principal stopped arguing, and looked awful concerned. He honestly did not know anything about a 'creature', but it could be an explanation for the bloody carcass...
No, it was just inconceivable. There was no way any creature could be within the school, except for the French teachers dog, who was allowed to visit on occasion. But a 'monster'? The woman had to be crazy, first of all, there is no such thing. And it was that ignorant misconception that would eventually get him into deep trouble, and eventually came a lot sooner than anyone expected.
The mother had left the teacher bewildered, and an overwhelming sense of respect and admiration had settled over her. It was at this point that the creature knew, she could not attack one of her own, under any circumstances. The human was of course, not one of her own in the sense of family or species, but the motherly connection made them the same, regardless of their outsides. The mom pondered this instinct as she came above her next prey, and felt the same wave of power wash over. The human mother was in the same room, and was apparently fighting the male human who was the only other life form in the room.
She knew better than to attack and be witnessed, but the encounter before had softened her into trusting the mother human. The emotions had just folded into place, and there was now an aura kinship between them. She decided to risk it.
Once again, she lifted the grate, but this time she only curled her tail out. She used her keen sense, and the teacher watched in horror and fascination, as the creature plunged its tail through the principals back, and proceeded to lift it up into the ceiling. The teacher fell backwards, appalled and amazed.
As a mother, she was immediately stunned by witnessing the loss of life, but at the same time in awe she watched the incredible hunter, who always seemed to be one step ahead. She heard the creature and body moving through the vents, and saw a few stray drops of blood drip from the grate into the pool on the floor...
The creature dragged her prize into the nest room, arriving in time to see the beginning of the boy's convulsions. He squealed and grunted, though she knew he had died a long time ago, the body was alive with writhing. The squirming came to a disturbing climax, when a snake-like miniature of herself emerged from the chest in a spurt of blood. She made a joyous screech, and dragged the fresh kill over to her new baby. They feasted, and with each passing moment she felt more and more proud and ready for the next challenge.