Chapter. 16. Blood Lust
Katie soon fell asleep past three in the morning. Being a natural night dweller Shadow laid loyally beside her until the sun would come up. He long debated whether or not return to his own hut before morning would prevent him. He grumbled quietly and drug his nose over Katie's body, smelling her and adding his scent to hers. His nose yanked itself straight in between her legs. Never before had he really had the guts to venture that area before since he had no interest. Now it was an automatic reaction. He snorted loudly like a fat pig as he buried his nose further into her crotch. His eyes rolled back again and he felt weak as the alluring scent of female bit at his acute olfactory.
Katie rolled over with a groan. He yanked his face out and pretended to be asleep. She didn't wake up, only rolling back over in her original position.
He wandered into the kitchen and sniffed about the countertop to find any spare meat. There was bread and fruits and veggies all lain out but he had no interest in that nasty food. He chuckled with success as he found a bag of doggy milk bones in the pantry.
Then it hit him again. That scent of blood. He whimpered loudly again and slowly stalked out from the kitchen. Little Jimmy, the one who had earlier on slit his hand open on the course paper, was up and changing his bandage. The wound was deep and had a hard time closing up. Shadow inhaled deeply and growled in the back of his throat.
With stealthy moves he slinked up the stairs with amazing silence. It was in his breed to be a first-class professional stalker. Jimmy walked back to his bedroom just as Shadow reached the top of the stairs.
If any boy could relive the old tale of the monster hiding under your bed it was him. As he tucked himself back in the family Morlock had snuck in and crept up beside his bed. Jimmy froze as his eyes met the glowing ones of Shadow.
Shadow stood a few feet from the end of his bed and stared back. His eyes locked onto his prey's to disable them. The boy did the biggest mistake by a last ditch chance of darting out of the room. Naturally Shadow was going to be triggered by this and pounced on top of the bed.
The boy was very lucky as his murderer was inexperienced in the art of killing. A few seconds slower he would have felt jagged teeth in between his vertebrae.
Shadow raised his head and bellowed out in anger that he had missed. Spittle flung from his mouth and oozed down his chin. A few seconds later the rest of the family awoke to the shrieks and their son bounding into their room. George fetched the gun and called out for the Morlock to show it's ugly face.
Shadow once again snapped out from his trance and whimpered. He had to make up some type of excuse fast. He knew well that Jimmy was not apt to defend himself being more stupid like his mother. The Morlock whimpered loudly and spoke out at George, showing how friendly he was.
"Sorry-I-scared-him. I-wanted-to-borrow-a-blanket-and-I-frightened-him." He gestured with his hands again. He bent his head low and tried to look as apologetic as possible.
"Why the hell did you scream like that for?" George growled, already pissed off at Shadow for even sleeping over in the first place.
"Oh-I-got-scared-to-by-his-reaction. Sorry, sorry!" Shadow slowly headed back downstairs and snuggled back up next to Katie. She lifted her head and blinked slowly.
"What was that all about?" She yawned.
"It-was-nothing-Katie." He pulled the covers back over himself and rolled up in a ball.
As morning came back around Shadow was stuck inside the family household. He hid himself in Katie's darkened room from the rays of sun that would beam through the half-shrouded windows. Katie was off doing her studies with Jones for the day and so were her other siblings. To ease his inner mechanic he decided to strip Katie's television and put it back together again. He proceeded to do this five times until the screen cracked under the stress. He quickly stuffed it in the closet and sat muddling to himself for the next few hours on how he was going to explain where her TV went.
As night fell again he quickly fled from their house and bounded around outside onto the grass. The moon was full out and piercing his sensitive eyes. He only turned his back and continued to do his clumsy dance across the green.
"Dad plans on having the Reawakening Show for the Eloi." Katie placed her bag beside the porch chair and stretched herself out. "In two days."
"I-say-fuck-that-show." Shadow rolled his eyes and snuffed. "I-wish-we-could-go-on-with-the-planned-prank. Remember-we-discussed-it-before?"
"I don't know if that is such a good idea. You know very well dad will fry your ass and use your skin as a rug."She chuckled at the thought. It would be very funny to turn the play around into something totally inappropriate.
"I-say-lets-screw-this-fucking-show. I-am-tired-of-having-my-kind-insulted-and-slain-in-front-of-every-clapping-Eloi." He raked at the soil with his claws.
"It's only you anyways silly. Just reenacting the hideous enemy. Of course I get to be the pretty Eloi that gets rescued." Katie swept her hand through her hair in an exaggerated attempt of flattery. "Just do what you always do. Crack the whip and grunt."
Shadow pulled at her shirt and gave her the best puppy face he could muster up. Katie giggled and gave him a few pats on the head.
"Alright, alright we can do this silly joke of yours. Only this once okay?" She gave in.
"Oh-you-won't-regret-it." He rubbed his hands together and let out a raspy chuckle. "Oh-yeah-I-accidentally-broke-your-television."
Meanwhile at Shikha's colony…
"Perhaps it's the best plan to just move on someplace else? You are just fodder for the evil creatures," BlackStone poked his thick finger at Fere. "We just can't remain hidden for all eternity."
"Unless you know a better place please let me know. Until then there is no other place to go off to. What do you want us to do? Drift around till the sun catches us and fries us alive? Even Mog and Shikha had a tough time and it was just two of them. You should know why colonies rarely move around. We have been here for over ten thousand years!" Fere rebuked.
The two Morlocks argued amongst themselves in the interiors of the breeding sheds of their precious livestock. Fere was the top and most knowledgeable breeder of Eloi at the time. Not all colonies bother to absorb themselves into the bloodlines of their Eloi stock. Most simply had them run wild and caught them later on. Fere's colony made it a tradition to see to strict breeding of their Eloi for easy temperament and beautiful built. Their fair-headed livestock were very refined and a pleasing sight to gaze upon.
They were bred to not flee from the sight of a Morlock but rather approach them or wait. Of course they continued to out breed to outside stock to make sure no inbreeding diminishes the qualities.
The very ancient bloodlines of the favored breeding Eloi were passed down verbally as most things among Morlocks. Because of this Morlocks are extremely adapt to learning things by hearing them. The only writing found among them was a single very old book that held the most ancient of the bloodlines, before they started to learn them verbally. The book was made of a material that was created to last for a very long time, forever if possible. Fere took great pride in her Eloi's. They were the creation of her colony for over a span of thousands of years.
Shandow, the main stud of her Eloi breeding, was a very well prized Eloi. He had everything that was bred towards. He was slow, tender, dull and refined. There were only three other breeding males and there were fifty breeding females. The rest of the Eloi were scraped for slaughtering.
Shandow crept up to Fere's lap and plopped down on the floor at her feet, hoping for some special berries picked from the highest tops of the trees. His master stroked her fingers through his straw-colored hair and offered him what he desired. He rested his chin down on her lap and smiled contently. He was a very lucky Eloi to be chosen out of hundreds to live a life like this. His mind was too small to appreciate it or know his difference of stature from the rest. To him there were just his kind and this other that crept among the shadows.
If the Traveler edges any closer there was a good chance she might loose her good breeding stock. Her poor Shandow could not survive out on his own and he would pine without her. She stared at the wall with watering eyes. Fown's store had vexed her horribly. The thoughts of the ones around her burning and screaming to their deaths.
"Are you alright Fere?" A low groan called out to her. The scent brought about the musky odor of Fown himself.
"Oh I'm alright don't worry about me." She jerked her frown to an exaggerated smile.
"You are worried about something aren't you?" Fown settled next to her.
Fere swung her gaze to his battered face. Over the weeks she felt herself growing close to this ragged male. Old Fown was not very subtle about his love for her. Constantly he attempted to shower her with his tender nips and grooming whenever he got the chance to be alone with her. She would refuse over and over again. Eventually now she felt herself growing relent towards the advances.
"Just our future as always." She answered, twisting her clothing around her finger.
"You shouldn't worry about a thing Fere. I would protect you with tooth and claw." He puffed out his chest and huffed loudly.
"I know you would but I don't want you to put your self into danger." Her eyes glistened fondly.
"Perhaps we should just capture the Time Traveler then and feast on his warm flesh. I bet he will taste just like Eloi." Fown gritted his teeth.
"No I don't want to prove to him that we are just one-dimensional monsters." She snorted. "I want to show him how we live and show him that we are more then just shallow beasts killing whatever is in our path. He is ignorant and angry."
"Oh I would love to get ignorant and angry with his ugly face." Fown smacked his feast and screwed up his face.
Fere leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek. Fown purred and returned the smooch in a big slobbery mess. Fere pushed him away with a giggle and left to go back to her work.