Of Darkness

Of Darkness

Status: In Progress

Genre: Horror

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Horror

Summary

A/N: I've no idea where this is going. it just came to me and i want to play with it. Here's the opening chapter. If you think its worth dabbling in a bit deeper, let me know! Either way, if i do upload, it would be in between finishing Reconditioned and hopefully Daughters of The Incubi. Can't wait to hear what you think! and yes... there is strong language, sexual content of the heavy sort and lots and lots of violence. You can consider that a warning! Synopsis will be written when i organize a complete thought!

Summary

A/N: I've no idea where this is going. it just came to me and i want to play with it. Here's the opening chapter. If you think its worth dabbling in a bit deeper, let me know! Either way, if i do upload, it would be in between finishing Reconditioned and hopefully Daughters of The Incubi.

Can't wait to hear what you think!
and yes... there is strong language, sexual content of the heavy sort and lots and lots of violence.

You can consider that a warning! Synopsis will be written when i organize a complete thought!

Prolog (v.1) - Bait

Author Chapter Note

A/N: I've no idea where this is going. it just came to me and i want to play with it. Here's the opening chapter. If you think its worth dabbling in a bit deeper, let me know! Either way, if i do upload, it would be in between finishing Reconditioned and hopefully Daughters of The Incubi. Can't wait to hear what you think! and yes... there is strong language, sexual content of the heavy sort and lots and lots of violence. You can consider that a warning! Synopsis will be written when i organize a complete thought!

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 27, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 27, 2016

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Darkness. It was everywhere; the blanket of hollowness that contained things that the eyes dreaded seeing. When the sun descends, it comes out from its hiding place and opens doors to things that should only exist in lucid dreams and heart racing nightmares…but they were there. They were there and they were starved; craving the flesh of man and the fresh hot rush of blood down their parched throats. Only a few knew of them…but she didn’t.

The nightshift. It was the third one this week and it was obvious that Renz was not going to let up. Lucy knew it was because he got to spend the entire night harassing her and hoping she needed to get something out of storage or the meat locker so that he could grope her ass and tits. Fucking prick. He was a wad of greasy flesh topped with stringy slick grime coated dirty blonde hair and a breath that could bring upon an unholy apocalypse.

She should’ve called in. Lucy should’ve told the fucker that she was just on the rag or some shit. Wouldn’t matter; he liked touching her more then. Why didn’t she just quit and move on to something better? Because when you are a high school dropout recovering from an addiction to prescriptions with no parents to give a fuck, you take what morsels life through at you. No matter if it landed in vomit or old urine; as if new would make a difference.

It was colder than usual tonight. She pulled her coat tighter around her as she came around the corner and took the short cut to the ruddy old diner on the corner. It was in sight now; she can be out of the cold soon…out of the dark. Smoothing the loose strands of her cherry blonde hair back into her ponytail, pale green eyes darted back and forth as she tried to make out if she was truly alone in the dark. The sounds of her shoes accelerating in its staccato pounding of the pavement made her heart leap into her throat. Why did she insist on taking this short cut when it always made her feel unnerved? Insanity at its best.
A trash can tipped over and slammed to the ground behind her; ultimately making her spin around in to confirm that was all that had happened. Perhaps it was a stray cat or a rat; God knows those furry bitches ran amuck through this alley alone. Okay, she couldn’t tell what it was, but going back to investigate was surely not on the menu. Pulling out her cell phone as she hurried along to towards the light at the end of the alley, she engaged the backlight and saw that she was two minutes away from being officially late. Renz would be ‘forced’ to call her into his office if she didn’t hurry and that was not an option.

Lucy was just about to place her phone back into her pocket when she glanced up and saw a dark figure standing in the middle of her path only thirty feet away. She stopped suddenly with her breath catching in her throat. She didn’t move…he didn’t move. From what she could tell from his silhouette, he was about 6’5 or taller, long limbed as the height would call for it, in shapeless clothes that gave nothing away of his mass. Head inclined to the right as if he was observing her, and though she could not see his eyes, she knew he was. What was she going to do?

The fog of her breath pushed graying mist around her; giving evidence to her pacing heart. There was always a moment of decision when instinct was activated. In that moment, one knew whether they were prey or predator and with that knowledge, they had to decide whether they were to fight or flee. Lucy was but 5’6 and 123lb maybe dry; she was not going to overpower this man with such status. Even if he was a wuss, his long limbs alone would be impossible to conquer. So it was the latter; she backed up slowly. He followed. A whimper in the dark…it was hers.

“Wh-what do you want?” She forced herself to say but he didn’t respond.

He kept coming and she stumbled backwards; tipping over garbage bags in her way.

“Stop or I’ll scream!” She yelled; her voice a quake of anxiety and fear too strong to consume. She was nearly choking on it. Was this really happening to her right now? Hadn’t she taken enough shit for one lifetime? Come fucking on!

“Please…” damn, those were tears on her face.

Lucy watched the stranger veer more to the left of the alley; sinking into the darkness and disappearing. She fumbled with her coat as she yanked out her cell phone and activated the flashlight on it. Nothing was there.

He was…gone. No, he was just there; where could he have vanished to? Was she loosing it? Shit…

Still winded and shuddering, she held the phone out before her as if it were a weapon; light it was what felt to be her only protection from the dark figure. The frail waitress strained her eyes for clarity and assurance of her safety. She pled with her mind to end its trickery and admit to her that there was nothing to fear. It wanted to comply…but instinct was still activated. She still felt like the prey and the leaping sensation in her feet still urged her to run. The triturating impression of pressurized air in her cavity still waited to rupture her lips in a screeching octave to alert help. It was cold yes, but the prickling rise of her skin, cankering eerily still felt as if it wished to rip itself from her tensed muscles and save itself.

But there was nothing there…nothing…there was nothing…

There was light at the end of the alley though; that was safety and she needed that. Bursting into a sprint, Lucy ran with the sensation that she was being chased. The need to look back was strong, but not as strong as the desire to break free this alley that suddenly felt to be the hollow dark bowels of death. Almost there.

Almost…

A force that latched onto her by her ponytail halted her forward momentum and flung her backwards till her back collided with an industrial size garbage container that should’ve been more that fifty feet behind her. Something had snapped and as soon as she shifted, fire flared into her right side and she bawled out from the pain. Blood reamed through the light blue uniform; pooling crimson and hot. Sobbing from the pain, Lucy tried to shift again but that was impossible and so standing was as well. What happened? Her mind raced with the attempt to understand how she got like this but the only information given was what she had seen earlier was indeed real after all. Fuck…

A low ominous snarl crawled up around her, and the sobbing petite blonde tried looking everywhere for its origin. She was wedged between the garbage and grubby bricked wall; dress ripped, legs bruised and head obviously bleeding from the back.

“H-help…somebody…” They wouldn’t hear her; not over blaring horns, sirens and the nightlife of party goers. They wouldn’t hear her…

Another growl and she could’ve sworn that she felt the heated rush of air on her neck, but to her left was still brick wall. Nothing was…

The foulest pungent order crept up from the very place she thought the sound could not derive and she choked on it as she turned to see just darkness. It was darker than usual…

And there, she heard it once more, an unearthly sound that no beast she had ever heard of possessed. This was certainly not human, but Lucy felt it in her soul that this was not animal either. Her world had pressed into the atmosphere of one that she had never thought to exist and she knew that this dark world would engulf and imbibe her completely.

The darkness shuddered and something shot out of it and trussed about her throat; cutting off her final sharp shriek and dragging her into its belly of void.

When she opened her eyes, she wished that she had not. The creature’s teeth were many; all razor and jagged, lined closely in a stretching mouth. Lucy screamed and scrabbled but to no prevail. She didn’t know where she was but she knew where she wasn’t; this was not New York…this was not the real world. It would not allow her to think pass that point; claws slashed and tangled into her uniform and tore it away from her body. The cold was bone chilling, more so now that she was completely naked. It didn’t care that her ribs were broken; her pain was its entertainment. It didn’t care that she was petrified; her fear was its appetizer and it was famished.

“No! Nooooooo!” she screamed for no one to hear.

Hands were prying her thighs apart; claws puncturing her flesh and spilling her blood. She didn’t understand until that moment, that whatever this opal eyed being was, it had two pairs of arms. So as it held her wide, exposing her hairy pussy to this unknown world, it pinned her into the disgusting sludge beneath her. It pushed at her opening, but he was too big…too much, she would die if he fucked her. Lucy struggled despite the pain and tried to unbalance it.

He filled her vision then and opened its mouth to hiss hot angry air at her. This time though…the air was sweet. It smelled wonderful and the pressure of it pushing against her cold flesh was inviting. It pooled over her as if she had just sunk into a hot tub and suddenly Lucy was filled with a need that exceeded her desire to run. She wanted to be fucked-no, needed it. The beast rose up above her, its tongue rolling out its mouth as it sniffed the air. It loved the scent of her fear but her arousal was simply delicious.

Lifting her by her thighs, it quenched its thirst with the freshly poured juices of her pussy and growled at her wails of ecstasy. Lucy grinded her pussy against the rough tongue that was now slithering deep into her convulsing walls; not worried at all about the sharp teeth that spiked up from its mouth.

“Oh fuck! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes!” She screamed, digging her fingers into the black sludge beneath her.

The creature’s growl rumbled through her just before it lowered her from its mouth and attempted once more to push into her. It didn’t matter that its girth and length exceeded the size of her; she was going to be fucked. Lucy didn’t know if what she felt was hurting or not because her flesh was still a pulsing ache of ecstasy that needed soothing. Without anymore mercy, it shoveled its way into her tight pussy and roared with triumph. Lucy felt the top pair of arms lift her from the gooey thick sludge and though she could feel her broken ribs grinding against each other, it was dull compared to the cock that she was being pulled down upon. All of it was not fitting but he fucked her all the same. Her head lolled back with a cry as the pressure of her orgasm exploded inside her. He was not done despite her climax.

It was not quite over yet.

The beast pace was much more severe, more violent than before and suddenly Lucy was feeling everything that should be hurting. She was screaming not in ecstasy now but agony.

“Stop! Oh God! Stop!”

It reared back and bit clean into her arm, all along still fucking the hysteric Lucy. She was his meal in more than one way and as it sated one hunger, the next would be as well. Blood spewed from the ragged flesh where her left arm use to be. Lucy was seeing white starbursts before her eyes and she knew she was going to pass out and never wake up again.

Her legs could get no wider and it wanted more. Both limbs were ripped away from her convulsing torso and yet still it found no end to its pleasure. She could feel her blood pooling beneath her; being swallowed by the black sludge. Now, if only death would come and end this pain.

“Tell him…”

Was that its voice? Was it able to talk around all those sharp teeth?

“Tell him that I am here…”

Tell who? And how was she to do that if she was choking her last breath even now?

Before her heart could beat its final beats, she felt the hot jets of its climax surging into her womb. Its clawed hand struck quickly. Her chest cavity caved in with the shattering crunch of her bones as it seized her heart and tore it from her body to stuff behind those jagged teeth.

Darkness, even in her final breath it wanted to swallow her. Her vision stilled and from the edges, it engulfed her. Lucy was its own now…

***

 Just as it had taken her, it had spat her back out as if she was the regurgitated remains of its meal. Tossed like raw mauled meat from the shadows, Lucy dismembered corps crumbled against the wall it crashed into and laid coated in blood, slime and black sludge. It was all that was left of her and all life had given her. Just a victim, a meal to the ones that crept in the shadows.

No, a bit more than that maybe; bait perhaps? Her death was more than just a meal for the beast; it will call to him. He would come and it would all begin…soon.


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