Touch of Death

Haku Soul · 01-05-2011, 04:40 AM

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It was her time that was running out, and he wanted her to feel the pulse attempt to push its way through her throat; wanted her innards to curl like slick worms in the pit of her chilly stomach. The unkind grin still marred his once so attractive face. Haku Soul had been a beautiful creature once and the amount of bastards roaming these lands was partly a result of it. Towards the end he had taken what he desired, but certain womanly figures had still desired the carnal love he could provide, though those who had attempted to pierce his withered heart for more had been left horribly disappointed. There was no creature more egoistic than he, and he revelled at the destruction he created. The blood and flesh of others had kept his decaying body strong, but Gabriel de le Poer had granted him and end. It had all been planned out beautifully by a mighty creature far stronger than the demonic Soul male, and therefore there was only acceptance within the hollow’s disturbed and fragmented soul.

Yellowing grass was thickening, and the girl’s scent was overpowering as he stepped into an area full of bent growth. Dark nose amongst cream was lowered to the ground and exhaled the little girl’s tempting scent with animated nostrils. He did not pick up the intention of this, but had he known of her attempt to conceal her scent he would have laughed. Truth be told, it would not have been a completely foolish idea in heated summer months where the growth of this world were rich and healthy. Now the world was leaping into white and grey, and the grass was yellow with sickness, not green and fresh of its stench. The dark hearted soul continued on, though decided to pick up the pace. He liked to play on occasion, but his rotten insides begged for nutrition in the form of puppy flesh, and he would oblige. The prince of hell remained immortal, but his vessel was not.

Perhaps the chocolate and cream man should have pondered the reason for his current existence, but there was really no reason to it. It did not do anything for him. Truths were not necessary for him to pursue, for he was the god of lies and corruption. What he knew with certainty was that dirty paws paced across a living earth instead of hellfire. The little wolf girl’s taste would be real and filling, and he would return with another soul to his black father downstairs. There had been no response to the beast’s mocking summons, but he would have been disappointed if the child had possessed enough stupidity to comply. It was better this way, to take down the little creature as the uncaring hunter he was; to see her body wrestle for freedom as jaws crushed through bones and gave birth to terrible agony no innocent soul deserved to be put through. The golden child of his own had been granted a swifter death than most, but that was merely because the circumstances had willed it so. He had waited his future to be read aloud by the pitch black Lykoi.

There were no dragons in this world any longer, and his future remained uncertain. The monstrous creature would no doubt rise again to taste the blood of the living, but he knew now which form he would terrorize them with. They should not doubt his coming though, but they so quickly forgot that there were real demons in this world. A hollow entrance quietly expressed her scent, and open jaws soon arrived to gaze down the dark hole. A set of twinkling blue eyes in a shade still vividly handsome attempted to peer into the shadows to see if he could at least make out an outline of the child. She was there though; he could smell her fear. ”There’s nowhere to hide now.” There was certainty in his voice. The air at the entrance of the little tunnel was too stagnant for there to be another easy way to escape from her. This was exactly where he wanted her though, for she would be able to witness his slow approach and know exactly how much life she had left.

Haku smiled, baring his fangs at the darkness as thunder rolled through his throat. ”You will not survive today,” he announced to her, just in case she still possessed foolish hopes of escape. Few managed to escape the towering creature, not even grown up adults with experience and strength in their possession. A little puppy could not prove to become a mighty obstacle, especially not now as he was stood before the entrance. Powerful secui claws started to claw against the hardening earth. He was coming for her.

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