Abomination Contract Loving The Enemy - Chapter 50

One last ghoul goes down under my attacks before I hear a strange yet familiar rumbling sound coming from the streets up above, and as I gaze up above at the openings on the walls I manage to see three spotlights approaching at rapid speed, the wheels barely touching the ground as they do not slow down even they pass over uneven parts of the floor, and I soon understand the hurry when I look over the walls.

The doors… they are closing in, half-closed already in fact, and still they push forward even faster at the sight of the metal doors, and expecting their bodies to be chopped off in half I watch as they get closer, then closer, only to turn the motorcycles to the side and pass by a smidge, some even rasping the metal along the floor and crisscrossing the vehicle with markings, and yet they seem unaffected by not only the incredible feat but for the almost death experience.

They are too full of themselves or too crazy and dumb to realize the danger they just put themselves in…

Or a little bit of both, I think when they start opening up a path among the chaos while burning and shooting everything up at the sound of their own laughter and screams.

Yup, definitely a little bit of both.

But at least one thing for certain is that they have experience, differently from the soldiers down below, and are good at fighting as they soon prove when they start pitching the group of ghouls together with their captain on the other side.

A dangerous group, now together with the cold man… That only makes me more excited, ahh, it has being so long since I hunted with my life on the line, not afraid of ghouls; and still trying to accept my link with that human there; but a really good hunt, with my blood boiling up and my mind going ablaze for one mistake can cost it all.

I feel that, if I go down there now and try to snatch him away, I will have that adrenaline rush experience once more, a rush that I can count with one hand only how many times I had.

Is a thrilling danger when the prey knows how to fight back, when it truly… struggles.

Consequences be damned, what I want, what I have wanted from the very beginning is to have a feast on soft human flesh, I tried to play nice and hide among them, you know, let the cattle flourish while I pick the fat cows out, but no, the cold man had to mess everything up as he has from the beginning, did he not?

I growl, turning my scales black and focusing my three pupils on the prey below, clawing my way closer and down along the walls, decided in taking action and having what it has been denied for me, what is mine, already tasting the warm blood flowing down my throat at the sound of their screams as my teeth sink in into tender flesh, ripping skin and muscles to chew on the bone below…

But then I catch a glimpse of something passing at the corner of my eye a moment before I’m hit by something.

The attacker pulls me in the building through one of the windows, and with my body and attention locked on the target down up ahead it takes me some time to turn and see who dares target me, time enough so the creature may proceed with its attack and coil its body around mine.

I narrow my eyes with what I see; the fox-snake creature, skull mouth open and many eyes staring at me in the darkness, those globes almost darker than the darkroom itself as no light seems to shine on them.

My reaction is instinctive, not only I force my way out with my big four arms but gush out a fan of fire at its face, who of course dodges by wiggling its fox body to the side with its snake part.

Instead of trying this cat and mouse chase again, however, this time I turn my fire breath downwards where his snake body stands to hold me in place, burning us both as in a witch trial, soon passing the flame over to the rest of the building and floors.

Only that I’m resistant to fire, and he is not.

So while I close my eyes at the bright sight of the flames he howls in pain, body melting and gooping out as he lets go of my body, only for me to grip at his tail with strength.

A smile creeps its way over my snout for the satisfaction of finally grabbing him, only so that I pull him up to hammer his snake body down on the floor, not once, not twice, but as many times as I can get before my grip is too strong and end up squishing the snake body too much under my palm so that ends up cutting up its tail part from the goopy rest of it, leaving the remaining flesh twisting under my clasp.

It howls back at me, a mix of hissing in his tone as it claws its way into the darkness, away from me and the consuming flames that activate some sort of device on the ceilings that starts oozing water, drip dropping over my scales and making me shake like a wet dog as I close my hands into fists and start stomping my way forward.

Is that it? Is this your master plan snake creature? You already know how this ends, and yet you keep trying over and over again, hammering your head against the wall and expecting a different result than the swollen concussion you will get, are you really this dumb, or is it just another distraction of yours?

His last attempt is still fresh in my mind, the spitting acid ghouls taking my attention away from him only so that he could crawl his way toward the cold man, but guess what? Your plan is flawed, for not only I have already seen through it, but your target his not only surrounded by armed humans as he is just right beside me and in line of sight-

Wait, hold on, where the hell is he?! What the hell, how can they move so fast in this good forsaken place? And where the hell would they go to in such a hurry? Is not like they can get away from this part of the city anyway.

While losing sight of both the cold man and the snake-fox creature I start making my way upwards again to look for traces of both among the buildings.

Sigh, this is just my luck, should have bonded with a weak and scared human, would have been a lot easier to deal with than this crazy captain guy! Ugh!