Cremation Ghat I (Test your will to live)
"Hold on!" Arnold yelled as the rest were dragged by the river. Phoebe almost lost her glasses and Rhonda could hardly breathe while Sheena held her breath. Velda's corpse also followed them. Her bleeding crushed skull turned the water red as it rampaged downhill. Sheena swam to avoid the cadaver as it randomly bumped all around.
Finally they reached the end of the river and into a lake. It wasn't a dirty one, it glistened and it was really big. The escaping teens felt a bit calm till they saw crocodiles swimming from the other side of the lake.
"Crocodiles!" Phoebe shrilled. They swam to the nearest edge which was very far away.
"Faster!" Arnold told the others "They are getting closer!" The crocodiles swam very fast.
Rhonda was the slowest one and paced behind, her heart slumped as she felt that soon she would be bitten apart "Help me" she screamed when she saw the others had reached the surface. The amphibious were getting closer and closer, Arnold shook around nervously and saw a long think log which he took.
"Grab it Rhonda!" he told her. She held it tight as they all pulled her out. Rhonda panted and stood on her knees, shocked.
"Rhonda?... are you all right?" Arnold asked.
"Oh thank you Arnold! You saved me!" She threw herself hugging him as she cried.
Arnold blushed "You're… welcome.." He glared around nervously "We… really got to go…now…" He said looking at the oviparous still swimming towards them. At first, he didn't think they would come out but they did, and ran quite fast. The scared kids fled to the wet green wild.
It was hard to see due to the rain. Rhonda flirted all the way with Arnold, 'Oh Arnold you are so smart!' she giggled once when he wisely took another route. 'Do you have a girlfriend?' She also faked twisting her ankle so that Arnold would carry her 'Oh Arnold you are so strong, do you work out?' Phoebe rolled her eyes when she heard that.
"Where are we going?" Sheena asked.
"I don't know…" Phoebe slapped her forehead.
"Silence!" Arnold suddenly stopped "I heard something" he put Rhonda down and crept behind a tree along the others. Some figures moved far away, they forced their sight and saw two natives wandering around.
Arnold covered Rhonda's mouth when she shrilled "Shh, let's go back slowly in silence" He whispered as they all quickly turned around. They all gulped when they saw feet in front of them "Oh Fuck!" Three natives stood blocking their way, grinning at them.
The teens ran in many directions but the cannibals caught them except for Phoebe who managed to escape since they were only three natives. The other two natives arrived and held Arnold tight, the rest escorted Sheena and Rhonda by the hair towards another direction. They ended up in another lake, only that this one was dirty and a smaller than the other.
"Oh god! They are going to eat us now!" Rhonda yelled.
The natives seemed to discuss something. Looking at the teens, they made movements with their hands.
"What are they blabbering about?" Sheena wondered. Finally the natives stopped chatting and smirked at the teens. Since they were five natives and only three kids, one grabbed Arnold and pulled his hair smacking him to the ground. The evil man gave Arnold the beat of his life. Two of them held the girls firmly so that they couldn't move as the other two grinned.
"Let me go!" Rhonda screamed as they began to rip their clothes off.
"What are you doing!" Sheena screamed. The cannibals drooled as they saw their white skin and their penises erected.
"No please!" Rhonda cried as one bit her erected nipple and toyed with her vagina.
The cannibals began to rape the two virgin teens. They screamed like never before as their vaginas bled. The evil men roughly pushed in and out their filthy organs. Arnold still laid on the ground receiving hard kicks everywhere, but he could see the horrible scene.
The girls cried, shedding a river of tears. They tried desperately to free themselves, but slowly gave up. Their sorrow and screams gave Arnold a headache.
Rhonda's first time wasn't what she expected, It hurt as if they were shoving a rough rock inside of her. The native kissed her sticking all his tongue inside her mouth, drooling like an animal. She got punched in the face lots of times as she moaned. He squished her breast and bathed her whole body in saliva. It burned, she cried and moaned at the same time. The rapist began to grunt and breathe fast, Rhonda feared the worst.
"No! no! no ! Please don't!" Rhonda shook violently all around. The native continued faster and finally with an orgasm, he ejaculated inside of her. Rhonda squealed and cried, her muscles relaxed as she thought it was the end of it. The native finished and rested on the ground and the native who had held Rhonda during the rape also began to abuse her. And when he finished, the native who had almost killed Arnold, continued the rape. Rhonda didn't withstand, she had no energy left, three different kinds of semen were now dripping from her bleeding vagina. Sheena was lucky enough to only be penetrated by two different penises.
Cremation Ghat II (Survive)
After an exhausting time, the cannibals sat near the lake, resting their brown bodies. The three teens laid on the muddy ground in embryo pose. Sheena and Rhonda cried, their grief was too awful that they didn't even bother to put their ripped clothes back on. They felt as the dirtiest, most disgusting cunts that roamed on earth. Arnold tried talking to them but didn't even get a look in the eye.
The gloomiest of all was Rhonda, the humiliation she had to bear was more than she could ever take. She banged the muddy ground with her fist, and gritted. Her expression full of grimace turned into a doleful-scornful look. She punched the ground and got on her knees, Rhonda looked around and found a rock. She stood up and slowly paced towards the Indians. Her legs tingled and shivered, the fornication had made her numb. Sheena and Arnold watched the unexpected act.
'What is she thinking?' Arnold thought.
The rain washed the mud on Rhonda's naked body. The dirty men were very distracted looking at the deep dirty lake and laughed. Rhonda smirked as she got closer to them, it was then that Sheena realized what Rhonda had in mind and followed her. Arnold had no energy left to move, but if he wanted to escape alive, he had to create some. All bruised up, he crawled onto his feet and crept along with the girls.
The natives happily chatted and chuckled among themselves. Rhonda gritted her teeth in anger and groaned as she collided the stone on one of the natives' head which immediately killed him. The fiends darted their heads surprised. Sheena stabbed one in the neck with a strong sharp branch she had fetched. The other three cannibals got up in less than an eye blink throwing themselves to the girls, but Arnold used his body to push them far into the lake.
A lightning thundered and the angry uncivilized humans glanced at the three brave teens. Now they were equal, three versus three. Arnold, Rhonda and Sheena prepared for an inevitable battle between life and death.
'Kill or be killed' Dark Arnold thought.
The natives floated on the water, suddenly, one of them screamed in pain. Blood began to color the lake as he kept yelling. Another native screamed as he raised his arm. A piranha fed on his arm with its sharp teeth penetrating his flesh. Horrified, the last cannibal swam fast to the edge, desperate to climb to the surface. The girls threw rock at him, punched him and even pulled off hair from his smelly head. Arnold kicked his face, braking the rapist's nose as he sank back to the lake. The cannibal gave the worst scream ever when a piranha bit his testicles and ripped them slowly out.
Rhonda and the rest contemplated the dying men. Their merciful screams filled the victorious kids with merry and joy, it was like music to their ears.
Nobody said a word after. Sheena and Rhonda searched for their clothes and when they found them, they didn't get a chance to put them back on, for another threat took them by surprise. Across the lake, a black-muscular panther threatened from afar. She was long and beautiful, with long sharp teeth and brown-reddish eyes.
The girls dropped their threads and Rhonda's eyes widened as she thought 'Survival of the fittest'.
"Ok guys, do not move…" Arnold stammered but Rhonda had already run far away followed by Sheena "Shit!" He ran limping his way as fast as he could. The panther roared and galloped around the lake's edge to reach the other side.
The girls were fading away in the green wild, Arnold was too slow and couldn't run. The beat the native had given him had left him enough energy to breathe, but not to run.
"No! Wait! Please!" he yelled but none of the girls dared to look back "I'm dead!" jading Arnold stopped as he leaned on a humid tree "What should I do!" he looked around. The fear of a horrific death suddenly powered his body with adrenaline which he used to climb the tree he leaned on.
Arnold climb despite the wounds and bruises he had. The sound of a four-legged mammal reached his ear and saw the cat climbing the tree.
"Fuck!" he yelled and climbed faster. The panther roared and threw its paw that almost hit Arnold's leg. He let a shrill out and kept climbing higher and higher. One hit from that animal would tear his leg off, Arnold thought. The log got thinker and began to move back and forth for they were now on the highest point of the tree. Arnold held tight, the height was tremendous.
The rain splashed on Arnold's face as he hugged the unsteady tree top. The black feline grunted, it didn't know what to do either. The wind blew harder making scary sounds. Arnold opened his eyes, he could see almost everything, the first lake that the river led them to, the second lake where the cannibals were killed and very far away the smallest glimpse of the secret pyramid.
A sudden strong wind made the log crack. Arnold screamed like a little girl, if the panther didn't kill him, the braking tree top would end his days. He peered down at the scared animal that also gave him a look. It roared and once again tried to hit Arnold with its sharp claws but failed and fell. Moaning its way down, hitting many logs and branches along the way, the panther finally hit the ground giving a last cry.
Arnold cried still attached to the top of the tree. He felt grateful for surviving although he also felt sorry for the poor animal's fate. Arnold cried happy-scared tears for his victory.