Abomination Contract Loving The Enemy - Chapter 79

I come to a conclusion then: that I don’t really need my four arms to destroy these weak ghouls after all.

So the moment Asher steps out, big gun in hands, I shake all over and crack my bones, changing into my stronger scaled form at his back, and with a simple dash catch up and grab him with one of my hands, using the impulse and speed to keep us moving as, with my other hands, I start climbing up the building by denting it with my claws and boosting us up, only stopping when we reach the top as the wind comes crushing pass us, still alive over this stale cramped city.

“Seiji…” He says. Hey, where did the rule of ‘only using code names’ go to? Hehe, I knew it would not take long for him to break that.

“You not alone. Danger to me.” I say with my clicking clacking outer fangs, a gravelly voice coming out from my tick scaled neck.

He just narrows his eyes, and satisfied with the outcome I overlook the city, taking its scent, and because of that I do not see as he looks me up and down with an increasing frown, and of course the next second a stab draws blood from my hand and I grunt, letting him go, only for him to jump on my back, mostly out of reach.

Wait, this seems familiar… didn’t he do just the same before?!

I growl, looking back, ignoring the small wound as Asher lock his legs on my back, cleaning the blazing knife and hoisting it.

I lose my will to speak and only growl back at him, unsatisfied that he had taken me for a fool a second time, and worst of all, that I had fallen for the same trick once more too at that!

I sneer with the fact, at least I got to go together as I planned, though it seems I’ll have to back off in regards to having him on my back, so before he can change his mind I start moving about, but not before he manages to say:

“I should ask Gunner to make a saddle for you when we get back.”

Hell no! I growl out, but to my surprise when I look back Asher has an amused glint on his eyes and the shadow of a smile on his lips.

Is he… teasing me? So odd coming from him, but somehow making it feel even more… special. Well, that’s new for sure and I don’t know what to think about that, but I know that I feel giddy inside, almost as if I had eaten something still alive and it is stirring inside me in a good way.

What the hell, I think while shaking and leaving my back slightly curved as I put one set of arms on the ground and the other free to attack.

“Also Seij-” He starts talking once more, but not wanting to; and feeling that  whathever the wanted to say, by his tone of voice, you not be good for me, I make sure that he has no time to as I move forward everytime he tries to speak up.

So I take a deep breath, roughly knowing how many still roamed the streets, as well as just how many soldiers passed and how many they already killed, leaving the bodies to rot on the streets, but still it is with my hearing that I easily locate their small ragged breaths.

I move my strong limbs and defined muscles with precision, going towards the edge of the rooftop, climbing down this time instead up up, in a much more careful matter since it is harder to move like this, especially with Asher on my back now, easier for him to fall down.

Ahh, how I missed this form of mine, is almost as if I’m wearing a too tight cloth along my body when I’m in human form, so restrictive to my movements, so small beyond the pulsating monster underneath…

Enjoying the small freedom I stop making any sound and Asher, not having enough time to say otherwise and realizing the hunt mode is on, keeps quiet as we climb down slowly until I reach the windows where I can pinpoint one of the breathing inside its apparent dead hallways.

My talons only rasp against the floor once as I enter the hall, quieting down when I start stalking inside.

No wonder they are having trouble finding all the ghouls, after all there are thousands of rooms in as many buildings, their attempts to overcome their lack of space making so that there is just too much to handle.

Especially when the ghouls hid like this, inside closets along the hallways, lying in wait for them to pass. How can the soldiers check every nook and cranny around?

Thankfully I don’t have to, after all, there is no swamp here to hide their smells on the day and their figures at night, like this, it is as if they are standing out in the open, easily pin-pointed by my sharp senses.

So once I’m close enough I let my eyes shine red, and with a whimper acknowledging my presence the ghouls realize too late their demise to try anything, only managing to widen their eyes when my hand crushes the wooden cover to smithereens and grabs the first one out by the neck, bring it out and having no trouble in keeping the struggling ghoul at bay.

At that Asher has his gun out and finishes the second feeling ghoul off, a clean shot at the head that makes his body lay limp on the floor, followed next by the one in my hands as I squish his neck until it caves in with a satisfying snap and throws it to the side.

Seems like this will be a long cat and mouse game for the both of us, hope you are up to the task Asher because I’m up to play all night, we make a good team after all.

…Or at least I thought so, for when I finally settle down enough for him he does not let go of the opportunity of speaking his mind out.

As I’m just starting to get into it, getting used to his weight on my back and enjoying the familiar feel of my scales rasping against each other, I look back to bask in glory after showing off, only that I meet with a very moody Asher gazing sharp knives at me.

Oh no, he seems to be angry, what did I do now? Wasn’t I just supposed to be hunting the ghouls now, like you asked me to? And I just did that right? No what’s the deal?

Why am I even trying to figure this man out now may be a bigger mystery than that!

“Seiji, ‘down’.” I go down before the burning begins, feeling that I had fucked up somehow.

He goes down from my back, squishing the skin between his eyebrows, the rare expression that he shows when he is stressed or mad, or both, while he goes to stand in front of me.

“Seiji, ‘sit’.” How low do you want me to get now oi?

I sit, not like he can look down on me in this form anyway.

But next he points his finger at me, saying:

“I just bought you those clothes!”

Clothes? What clothes? Oh right, I was wearing something before ripping it apart and changing forms, oh well.

“And why did you bring these if not to use them?” He says, pointing at the swords that were still magically hanging at my waist, the belt ready to burst.

I look away, shrugging, “Forgot.” Well, I really did ok? Got carried away by the hunt, some odd memories won’t take months of hunting habit away just like that you know!

However my answer only seems to irritate him more, and not in the fun way as I have done before.