~The Beast~

The full moon had risen and there was a darkness that cloaked over the dark hooded fellow. The cape dragged across the ground that seemed to shudder with every step he took. His arms folded within the opposite sleeves of each arm and his head was tilted more towards the ground. The hood cascaded darkness over his whole face, leaving nothing visible. His ragged jeans rested on top his shoes. There were holes punched throughout both legs showing some of his leather-like skin off to the world. Bloodstains traced down his jeans, hinting a battle of some sort earlier in his life.

He eyed down a young looking girl with rather pointy ears that stood by herself up in the distance. Her long obsidian hair cascaded down her back, ending just at the crook in her knees. Her shirt looked almost like silk. Her sleeves were skin tight up until the elbows. That was where the material expanded out, flowing freely even past her fingers. The edging of the shirt was frayed and it stopped just below her breasts, exposing her mid section. Her stomach sloped in, showing how slim she was, however not so slim that her ribs were outlined. Her skin was deliciously pale, and perfectly smooth.

At her hips a short skirt appeared. It too was frayed at the end. The skirt was tattered and there were rips throughout it. The material was tight against her thighs, allowing hot and vicious thoughts to enter the man’s mind. Her legs were long, seeming never to end. They too were deliriously white against the navy material.

He watched her body tense like a snake ready to attack. She had sensed his presence and she knew automatically that he was a creature of sorts, and she understood he was here to kill her.

She spun around, her silver eyes flashing the fear to him under the moonlight. Her eyes locked with his and his tongue flicked out eagerly, licking his lips.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Her hair whipped around her face as she spun in a circle, taking off full speed deeper into the forest.

His cloak struck out into the air, and his hood flew back as he took off after the gorgeous girl. Her flesh was pure and her blood would be sweet.

She spun around to see if he was following her, but when she saw his face, she froze.

His face was completely distorted. Fangs touched his upper and bottom lip. His nose was squished closer to his face and his eyes were huge. Lines creased every piece of flesh, hinting at age. His eyes were bloodshot and the pupils were rather large. As he reached for her, his eyes turned scarlet red for the hunt. His claws slashed through the air, but she dodged with a single scream. She hopped on one foot, spinning to face the other direction.

Her legs moved as fast as possible but it didn’t seem fast enough. He began to close the distance between the two of them, his claws slashing out once more. Blood sprayed from every which way as they connected with the flesh on her back.

She arched forward, absorbing the blow. Her legs turned wobbly, and she fell to her knees, feeling the blood seep down her back.

Her screams were caught in the back of her throat and it didn’t really matter. She was trapped in the middle of the forest and no one would hear.

The man stepped around to her front and stared into her terrified face. Tears streamed down her cheeks and her lips quivered.

He pulled back his claws and stared at the flesh that dangled from them. He gingerly placed the claws in his mouth and sucked on the flesh. He swallowed it happily and watched as she shuddered.

Suddenly he lashed out once more, his monstrous claws slashing the skin on her face.

Her face snapped to the left, again, trying to absorb the blow. Blood trailed down her face, dripping onto her collarbone.

He dropped to his knees before her and gently handled her face between his hands.

He leaned forward suddenly, his tongue hanging from his mouth. When his decaying cheek touched hers, she cried out. He tilted his head to the side, and licked up her cheek. The blood smeared, and her skin turned as though his kiss were acid.

She shuddered deeply and tried to push him aside. But he was immovable. Hissing he opened his mouth, showing her his mouth full of fanged teeth.

She fell onto her side, struggling to get away from him. His hands gripped at her arms, leaving red marks wherever he touched, from the pressure applied.

He rotated her so that she now lay on her back. Then he forcefully raised her hands above her head. One hand held her two struggling ones and he stretched his length out on top of her. He was taller by far, and her feet ended at his knees. She squirmed against him.

He groaned softly, feeling his pants tighten.

She shut her eyes tightly, squeezing more tears out.

He leaned down and traced the lines of her lips with his budded tongue.

“You taste exquisite, m’lady.” He said in a raspy voice.

She cried out once more, twitching violently, struggling to get free.

He rose up off her for a mere second to rip the thin material off her body. She screamed and lay exposed to the moonlight and to her captor. Two beautifully sculptured soft mounds of flesh bounced back from the pull of the material. He moaned and leaned down, chewing at one nipple. She screamed at the pain, and he licked at the blood that dripped down her chest.

He moved to the next one, again chewing off her nipple as though he were a baby searching for the warm milk.

A trail of blood dripped down into her navel hole and he smiled.

He traced a line down her stomach, then lapped up the blood that lay within. She stared down at his head, rising up her leg, kneeing him in the gut. It didn’t even faze him. He looked up at her, smiling, exposing his blood stained teeth.

He pulled back one paw, her other two still caught within his bigger one, and lightly traced lines in her fantastically smooth skin, leaving red trails behind. With a little suckling the blood spilled out onto her stomach. Soon none of her pale skin was visible, it was all stained red.

She cried in frustration and arched forward, trying to push him off her. His claws sunk into her hands, digging holes into her wrists.

He was enjoying this too much. His tongue flicked out once more and lapped up the blood that stained her stomach. She clenched with every movement his tongue made.

His anticipation grew along with the violence. With a snarl he finally let go of her arms, only to slash down at her stomach once more. Blood sprayed into his mouth and he grinned.

He pulled back the folds of skin and leaned over, pushing is face inside. His teeth latched on to her kidney and he began to reef it out. Her screams almost deafened him, when finally she went silent. His blood soaked face looked up at her and he smiled. Finally she was dead. He savagely tore open her neck and ate at her flesh.

He gulped down everything.

Finally all that remained were her bones. The blood had even been cleaned off from the grass and dirt that lay around them.

The crunching of grass from behind made his sadistic grin grow.

“Desert.” He said in the same voice as before.

Suddenly a fire raging pain exploded from within. He turned onto his back driving the axe further in that he had been staked with.

Violently he twitched as both his and her blood spewed out of him. The man who killed him was splashed several times with all his fluids.

Eventually he laid still, his body emptied of everything. There was no evidence of whom the girl might have been, and the man really didn’t want to know, or even care for that matter.

The beast was dead. That was all that mattered. He turned towards the center of the forest, licking his fingers clean of the blood that had stained them.