Chapter 2: Hungry Demoness

I could feel my body resting in a dreamy limbo, while something that sounded like shitty elevator music wafted through my ears. My thoughts were bringing me back to my forsaken memories, the black void inside my head ready to pull back the curtains to the stage. I wouldn’t let it happen, fighting the paralysis in my muscles so I could stir myself awake.

I gasped, clean air filling up my lungs. My eyes fell into slits as I looked over to the radio, my body feeling sore and achy. I shook the sleep away, the ambiance in this unfamiliar contemporary bedroom giving me mixed vibes all over. I should be grateful that I had a roof over my head after that disaster, but in the same time, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d just been abducted and held captive. I looked up, noticing the warm ceiling lights were dim, because the sun was out, as if Monday morning had already strolled by…

How long had I been out for?

“Ugh,” I grunted, my voice groggy as I sat up on the bed. I looked over to the large windows until my vision cleared, my eyes readjusting to the scenery now showing me its true colors.

This space was massive and chic. Whoever abducted me had a place in wealth and power.

I shot up on my feet, still covered in blood and dirt, stammering myself over to the curtains of the window to gauge where I was. I hadn’t a clue, the back courtyard to this campus stretching for yards, maybe even acres… The sky was clear, the birds were whistling and the trees sashayed in the gentle wind—a clear contrast to how everything had been a few hours ago. I wish I could have said this place looked even remotely familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger to how I’d gotten here, barely remembering anything from before I’d passed out.

Though, I did remember someone…

“Rachel…”

My head went numb and my teeth clenched down as I tried to remember what had happened to her. One moment she was there, and then the next, she was gone. There was no trace of her, no matter how many times I played that moment over and over again in my head. No clues, not even a faint trail. Something inside me begged me to look for answers, my feet heading right out the door to look for Rachel.

For the most part, the halls were empty. But one thing was for sure, this place was massive.

I got lost in the labyrinth, a home of a hundred doors and even more possibilities. I didn’t understand how a place this huge could feel so very vacant, enough to where all I heard were my footsteps pacing forward. I’d been on the third floor, so I decided to make my way down to the first, my ears catching the sound of a woman whaling.

Down the corridor and past the right corner—I couldn’t see her yet, but her painful voice echoed down my path. I stood my ground and waited for her to appear, noticing her shadow growing closer and closer to me the longer she complained.

“Ahh, an entire home, bodiless? Is this a joke? I am so very hungry!” she cried. “Somebody, anybody… I need nourishment! Huh?” She gasped, my eyes catching a woman leaning on the other end of the hallway.

I held my breath, my chest dropping into my stomach once I registered her off features. She was beautiful, both deadly and alluring at the same time. Her fingertips against the wall were tainted black, my eyes shamefully locked on her busty figure underneath those battered and torn clothes. The black bangs over her eyebrows did nothing to hide her succubus-like appearance, from her black pooled eyes with red pupils, to those four short and sharp horns on her forehead.

We had a stalemate, a staring contest for all of five seconds. Until she gave me a mischievous grin, her eyes lighting up at me like she found herself a prize.

“Finally, a meal!” she beamed.

Wait, what?

The confused look on my face protested, this mystery woman making me shirk back. She bolted, launching at me like I was her prey. I couldn’t move, my eyes growing wide when I noticed her fangs, the hostile girl coming at me with inhuman speed. She hissed, her face churning into something monstrous. It wasn’t until she reached me did my feet move, my instant reaction to buck her off before she reached in for my neck. I wasn’t going to satisfy her with a bite, grabbing her wrists in the air and using her momentum against her.

I dropped on my bottom for leverage, my foot under her midriff while I pulled her over my roll. I wasn’t about the business of hurting a girl, but this one went dark on me, and I had no other choice but to defend myself.

The power behind that overhead swing nearly left me breathless. She crashed into the wall a few feet behind us, colliding into drywall and wooden beams to break her fall. The dust suspended in the air clouded me from getting a visual of her, but the lack of sound on her part was making me weary.

I really hoped I hadn’t killed her, my feet moving toward that gaping cutout cautiously.

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Hell, this wouldn’t be the first time I realized how abnormally strong I was. On the rare occasions I had slipped up and used my inhuman strength, I’d get rattled, as if I were discovering it for the first time. The source of my power remained a mystery, and something I refused to share with the world. I figured it was for the best, because ever since I had introduced myself to my new life, I hadn’t had a reason to use it.

Until now…

It was then I realized my once quiet life was seriously over. From Dracier’s fucking bio-nuke, to this bizarre need to protect myself from a bloodthirsty predator beast woman. I tightened my fist once I heard soft snickering on the other side, the debris dispersing gradually in my shielded eyes. I lowered my arm just an inch, and in a flash second, these black grabby tendrils snapped right at me.

“Shit!” I nearly tripped over my feet when she startled me, those tendrils reaching over my wrists and grabbing me tight. She had a good grip on me, but when the smoke cleared, I noticed those tendrils weren’t coming from her, but from this small ugly one-eyed blob.

It looked like a black octopus with a shadowy demonic aura, its piercing yellow eye growing wider the more I struggled to break free from it. In terms of strength, I surpassed it, but that didn’t stop this demon from trying to subdue me.

“Good job, Nunu!” the witch beamed, crawling out of that hole with the spider legs that randomly materialized on her back. “Keep him there! I want to take my time with him!” she admitted in a light and sultry voice, slipping her supple body between the arms of that demon thing while she retracted her creepy black spider legs.

She pressed her slender fingertips on my chest, those bedroom eyes locked on my lips. Her other hand was curious, lacing over my belt while her thigh pressed up against my groin.

“Mmm, you’re quite a looker, too. And feisty, just how I like my men,” she purred, those gentle fingers of hers trailing over my nape and under my rat tail.

“I’m sorry, but, you’re not my type,” I tried to jest, making that devious smile on her face stretch wider.

“That’s okay. I like a challenge.” I wouldn’t give her one, head-butting her dead-center. The cheap move was enough to peel her off of me, knocking her right into that blob behind her. The creature released me when that blood fiend collided into it, giving me a chance to buck it.

Although, I didn’t get very far, the blob now using all of its appendages to wrapping my running feet off the floor.

I dropped like a ton of weight, being dragged like a puppet toward her. I tried to break free from those grabby tendrils, but every time my strength tore through one tentacle, another would grow in its place.

I was being swallowed in, its arms stretching further up my body the closer I got to her. My breath went ragged and I started to panic, squirming and writhing to break free from this endless restraint. This dire moment was bringing back haunting memories, my heart starting the race as I struggled to keep my knees on the floor.

“Be still, my love,” she cooed as she approached me, that expression making my eyes dilate. “This will all be over soon.”

She triggered me, those words reaching into the depths of my past trauma and unlocking the beast inside. My heart started to tick like a time bomb, my core heating up from the fear of being taken hostage. This time, I tried to fight the reaction, because blowing up this entire estate with her in it would be overkill.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have a say in what my body wanted to do.

My mind saw a threat and wanted to deal with it properly. No loose ends, no rocks unturned. Except this wasn’t the vile woman who had tortured me. Either way, she would share the same fate, the explosion in me begging to come out.

I curled up into a kneeling fetal position, my veins popping down my forehead from my strain. The girl’s wicked pet released me, its tentacles melting off my hot skin. She must have noticed I was going nuclear, taking a few steps back before I could muster a warning, “R-run…” I begged, feeling like I was on the losing end of this battle. It was only a matter of seconds now before I blew, until I felt a needle prick my neck, the contents of a syringe flowing through my blood.

“This is not the place for that, Chago,” a flat feminine voice from behind me disciplined, that poison she fed me numbing my entire body.

I fell into another black out, slowly slipping unconscious…

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