I've been running for a while now, but I still hear it. The Monster. Chasing me, coming for me. Jumping from tree to tree. Breaking branches, trees falling.
It's taunting me. I'm not falling for it calling out to me. It has been calling me "Little pig.", "Boy", and so much more. The forest feels like it goes on forever. Like it, a never ending hallway, while being chased by a killer, in a dream.
My breathing becomes laborious. Im pushing myself with everything I got just to stay standing. I'm still so very scared, but my body is pushing itself so hard just to stay standing. If I trip and fall, I will die.
It has happened multiple times now. My feet stumble upon each other. Bumping into each foot, but I throw my right in front of my left, and my left in front of my right. I'm Scared.
What I thought was death before. I start grabbing at my neck, remembering the feeling of the death I had happen to me. It felt different. It scares me, Whatever it is.
I know that the other one will only step in if the monster now is in danger. That he is the representative of Pride. I don't know what that means, but it scares me. It scares me.
'Please... Everything hurts. Warren, Don, Please hurry!'
~~~
More than halfway toward the barn. Warren the night sky making his sweat glisten, across his forehead. He been running as long as he got into the village. Not once taking a break.
Soon he comes across the house with its white exteriors and the vines with the red flowers, on it making a beautiful design. Warren runs up on the door. Banging on it. Making so much noise that if the barn was closer to the house. The animals would wake.
Warren stands there banging and banging. No one answers. No one opens the door.
"Sup, Bro. Is no one in?"
Warren turns looking at who is talking to him. A teenager, as tall as him stands in clothes that would make him be thought as a hippy. A rainbow shirt and pants that drag against the ground. He's wearing a bright green headband that has the words, "Money is power." His dark hair flowing under it past his neck with yellow eyes.
He's holding a cigar, its smoking in his hand. He's also wearing jewelry, some embedded with diamonds and gold necklaces around his neck.
"S… s.. Sorry, buh.. but, I think they are asleep."
The Hippy tilts his head to the side and starts talking in a sarcastic, sad voice.
"Aww really, oh man I was hoping for something better.."
He drops the voice:
"You'll have to do."
With the other hand, the man makes an O sign with his finger. Sticks it into his mouth and whistles. Loudly, the animals start bellowing and jumping and neighing. It ear piercings making Warren cover his ears.
A massive tiger comes out from the forest. About two bus lengths away from the house. Its mouth covered in saliva. It's pattern different as well. All black with yellow stripes from its head down. It's body bigger than a regular tiger. Its eyes, a bright yellow shade reflecting the moon in its eyes.
Warren stops covering his ears and stands still scared. Thinking that standing still will keep him safe he keeps his body in one place not moving. The tiger does though.
Now it's staring him down. It's yellow eyes staring death into him. Warren eyes scared, his back against the door of the house.
The tiger darts toward him. Pushing up dirt. Warren stood scared finally pushes the door trying to open it. It finally budges. Dyral, opens it. Rubbing his eyes. Going to look at the barn and checking the whistling noise.
That's interrupted when Warren pushes his way into his house and slams the door behind him. Shaking the picture of this nice, white, country house. Then another one slam against the door. The door nearly falls inside.
The impact makes a picture fall off the wall onto the ground. The picture is torn. On the front is a picture of Dyral, and Helena. Hugging with Dyral in the middle and Helena on the left. There is another person but the picture is torn off from there.
They are currently inside a living room with everything ranging from cabinets with picture and trophies from hunting and couches so they can sit back after a long day.
Warren starts trying to grab at a cabinet pull it in front of the door but he's to weak. He can't even pull anything off the current area it is at.
"Kid, what are you doing!?"
"Suh.. something out there. Tri… tri.. TRYING to kill me!"
He's stuttering gets worst than before. It's always been like that. He's stutter gets worse under pressure, and lesser when talking about something he likes.
"Kid, slow down…"
He doesn't he continues to try and put the cabinet in front of the door:
".. Stop moving my Sh*t!"
Grabbing Warren by his arms and moving him from the cabinet. He slapped him. Making him come back to planet earth.
"Don… I.. I need Don! Where is he?"
"Why the hell should I know?!"
The door gets hit again. The house starts shaking.
"It's… it's gun… gonna come in!"
"What is?"
The door gets hit again. This time the door fall in. Making the house shake with how loud the sound is. At the foot of the entrance is the Hippy and the massive Tiger. Nearly the same size as the Hippy.
~~~
"Don… Don, wake up!"
Helena shaking Don awake. The sound isn't waking him at all. If not for Helena he would never have woken up.
"Yes..?"
He said with a half awake voice. Rubbing his eyes. Helena's already up getting in cloths that she had at the foot of her bed.
She throws pants over to Don. His pants. Nearly awake he rolls off the bed and stands. Taller than Helena. Putting the shorts on.
"Something is going on in the living room."
"Your dad is here. He can figure it out."
Slowly he adjust to waking up.
"He was out there. I can't hear him anymore. I'm scared something happened to him."
"I'm sure nothing happened to him."
He says reassuring her with his morning voice which is currently deeper than before.
With only his pants on he walks to the door and turns the knob. Walking out into the long hallway with Helena right behind him, hiding behind his bulky build. They hear a snarling sound along with the sound of crunching.
Faintly they can also hear the sound of someone talking, a teenager.
"Come on Gluttony, we have to hurry over to Pride. He said he has a good one."
Walking slowly the crouching growing louder. Finally they walk into the Livingroom. Seeing a giant mass of blood sprayed everywhere. Along with two different bodies. One bodies is the teenager they don't know about but named Warren. The very person that was supposed to warn Don and call him for help.
The other is body of Dyral. Helena's father. He's currently being eaten by a massive tiger. Made of pure muscle.
Helena starts hyperventilating. Her breathe gets faster and faster. She has seen him. Her father dead on the ground. Blood everywhere. His bloody, lifeless corpse being eaten by the tiger and a teen standing over him. She drops to her knees holding herself in a hug.
"DADDY!!!!"
Her scream is blood churning. Making the hair on the end of Dons neck stand. Making him shiver. Making him turn to her to give her comfort.
She starts crying a loud, horrific cry. Screaming for her father. Nearly pushing past Don in order to get to her father as he is being eaten by the Tiger.
"Ohh, there was more..?"
He laughs, a cocky annoying teen laugh:
"Gluttony your gonna have a feast today!"
In the fraction of a second the hippy teen is now standing in front of Don, behind Helena. He grabs her and kicks Don away sending him flying over to the wall. With the hunting trophies. Like deer heads and the heads of some bears or boars. Right below it is a hunting rifle.
Dons slams against the wall dropping. Blood making a trail off the wall where the impact happened. Shaking the rifle fall off onto his lap.
"Ohh look at this beautiful thing."
He turns Helena grabbing her by the neck lifting her off the ground. Not giving her a chance to run. Not even to breathe. Her feet kicking down trying to plant onto the ground to run.
"Lust would love me if I gave you to him. Wouldn't he Gluttony?"
Gluttony seems to be the tiger. The tiger however doesn't seem to care about what the hippy teen has to say though. He slowly creeps over to Don.
Don opens his eyes slowly seeing The tiger creep closer to him. Behind the tiger however was Helena. As her body was being held unwillingly by a teen who was just taller than her. Grab her by the neck and dangle her over the floor.
Don feel the rifle at his lap at immediately point it toward the hippy teen.
"Oops, wrong one."
The teen points toward the tiger. Rushing in the tiger leaps at Don, in a small amount of time he turned the rifle and made it the only thing capable of blocking him from getting eaten. As it was blocking its mouth from fully closing and was pushing away the Tiger.
The tiger however started gnawing at the rifle. Slowly it started to literally just disappear the middle of the rifle was slowly disappearing.
'What the F*ck!"
Right as it disappeared Don with the muzzle part stabbed into the tiger right below his upper neck leaving him unable to get it out and backing away. Crying in a sad, hissing sound. Running out the door. Into nature.
Still with Helena in his hands. He moves so quickly toward Don and kicks him right though the wall exterior. Leaving him covered in cement.
Don lays splayed on the rocky ground of the entrance to the house. Inching closer to the barn rather than than the house.
"You know, I was going to just let you be eaten by Gluttony but now… Now I'm just going to turn you into jewelry."
He walks closer and closer to Don. Don stars up at him. This time blood from his face starts to cover himself. His body also starts to look bigger.
His face growing even more angry.
"You know what, getting a closer look at her. I might just use her before giving her over to Lust. I mean look at her body. If she's with you she must taste amazing. Then after that I might just give her to the other as well. All because you wanted to do that, stupid thing like fight back."
The teen rips off Helena's shirt leaving her in only a bra as her top and her pants.
Slowly, Don starts rising. His face growing even more angry. He's now standing. His face faces down. He grow in height as well. Standing up tall he should be about 6'5 make. He was 6'3 before. The man also changed alittle more. His body grew a lot more muscle.
Once again in his sarcastic, baby voice.
"Aww is the man mad? That his lady is gonna be turned into a den wh*re."
Don moves so fast that The Hippy doesn't even catch a glimpse of him. Don punches him in the face so hard he goes flying. Letting go of Helena. The man was indeed Mad.
He grabbed Helena before she hits the ground moving at such a quick motion that his almost impossible to see.
"Lena… Are you okay?"
His voice no longer deep. But filled with remorse of her father and Rage of the Teen. He will die.
She's unconscious. Unable to answer Don back. The teen is back. Practically flying to Don. Kicking Don so hard he goes flying through the barn.
Don holds Helena body tight as to not hurt her body. Making sure she gets out of this unharmed. When he finally stops spinning he slows himself by planting his feet onto the ground leaving a trail of where he start to where he stopped.
Slowly he drops Helena down on the ground a good distance away from him. The teen comes through where Don came from.
His jewelry has disappeared. He seems have made wings as well, before they slowly disappear. As the wings disappear the jewelry turns back into necklaces around his neck.
"You know what! Before I said all that to just mess with you. But now I have no choice. Imma r*pe her. Then again I'm continue doing it. Until she begs me to stop after that I'll start torturing her myself until she unrecognizable after that. Imma give her back to Lust. Make him turn her back. Then Imma do it again! Just because you wanted to do that dumb Sh*t!"
He wipes his nose. It bleeding alittle. But the trail goes from his wrist up his arm:
"I'm turning you into f*cking jewelry."
Slowly his gold necklaces start disappearing again. Slowly a gold whip appears into his hand. Extending longer and longer till it reaches the floor and then some.
"You f*cking Ch—."
Within the blink of an eye, Don has punched him into the forest. Out of sight of the barn. The house and Helena.
~~~ Five minutes before
Another person has appeared before Keith. Holding back the monster, slowly turning back into man.
The woman is yellow eyes. Diamond earrings. Wearing a black tranch coat that blocks all the other pieces of clothes she is wearing, along with a black fedora.
Keith is also wearing something alittle, different. Seemingly a red colored metal, wrapping from his chest to his arms all the way toward his fingers. Wrapping is in a red hue colored armor, ment to protect him. That seems to be like a beating heart. Pulsating from the chest, like a heart beat, every second, making it vibrate throughout his whole body.
Keith is covered in scars and his face bloody. Scratches from his body right above his waist and another on the left leg a deep wound nearly real hung through the back of his thigh to the front. The now man, also wounded. An index finger missing.
"He will resign…"