CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

Beneath his long drenched hair, the ogrism's eyes glowed heinous, and with each step the ogrism took, Abednego inched back. Yet, soon the ogrism came to a standstill between Abednego's spread arms before he crouched downward before him.

Knowing the figure about him could kill him in an instant, he did not move. Instead his body moved on instinct, completely out of fear, to where he lay flat on his back. Lexus turned his head, bearing his throat, and clenching his eyes shut, he waited for the worse.

As the ogrism-man’s body covered his own, Abednego couldn’t help but flinch from the searing contact of the other’s heated skin. Grunting beneath the weight of the creature, he struggled not to fight. Especially as he felt the ogrism's warm breath blow against his throat, with shaky breaths Abednego's chest rose slowly in fear.

Hoping his death was quick, his eyes clenched even tighter as his jaw tightened. Rigid beneath the other, he jolted at the sudden lick of a warm tongue against the corner of his jaw. He cringed, his tears leaking out as he cracked his eyes to peek up at the wolf, just as the other murmured a sarcastic,

"Good Boy…" against his throat.

Sickeningly, Abednego realized he could feel the ogrism's anger pressed against his stomach. Yet, even as the creature’s clawed hands raked up his legs and across his torso, he did not dare fight the other. Unconsciously shivering against the heat that rolled from the ogrim's body, Abednego tensed, and even briefly contemplated running once again.

However, where the incubuses had slowly taken their time to painfully explore his body, the ogrism wasted no time. Without a moment's pause, it flipped him over on all fours and brutally poked its fingers inside his nose, licking his mucus.

Abednego screamed, desperately trying to crawl from it. Yet, his hips were held firmly in the ogrism firm clawed hands. While it had been the incubuses’ intent to play with his body, this thing was a beast. No matter how much he screamed, kicked, and clawed at him the beast forcefully pounding its fingers inside his nose and licking his mucus.

The more he struggled, the more violently the it thrust inside his nose, and soon Abednego could do no more than cradle his head, with both his arms. Sobbing, he shut his eyes desperately wishing for the nightmare to end, even as his vision blurred and he went limp beneath the monster’s fierce anger to dismantle him.

Should he eat him, he wondered …would that help settle his distaste?  Staring down at the collapsed figure, he stared, analysing at Abednego’s features.

Abednego gave it the slip, not once but twice, the ogrism scoffed.  Squatting down next to the unconscious figure he let out a long sigh, then with a clawed finger he began to tap in time with the beating pulse at the Abednego's throat. Mesmerized by the feeble of the human below him, he knew how easy it would be to tear out the his throat or even the beating organ within the his chest.

Leaning forward, the ogrism muzzled of the juncture of the boy's neck and inhaled deeply, shuddering at the human's scent. He was unabashed by his behaviour, to an ogrism such a thing was a symbol of death. Yet, he wasn’t ashamed of it, after all it was the oozing blood from him that had first gained his attention. It leaked the blood from the wounds inflicted from its claws, it enjoyed licking and thought of crushing his leg bones to chew.

It later began to suspect the his slightly unsettled actions. It had wondered if the human could see or feel it in its surroundings. If nothing more, this intrigued it the most, for very few humans had the ability to sense demonic forces.

The horror that crossed the Abednego's face, he shivered, he was unprotected like a lamb without a flock or shepherd, and that bothered him more.

It wondered briefly what it should do, for surely the man would taste awful. Eating him was out of the question, so- … A sudden sharp pain ripped from its ponderings.

Shocked the ogrism looked down at him and the glass bottle in now embedded inside his rib. Another thing that bothered him about him, he had a hunter's stealth.

"I hope you die," Abednego screamed with rage, yet looking completely terrified at the same time with all the tears that were streaming down his face.

Yet the him pressed on, pushing the down on the glass as hard as he could. Almost as if he truly believed he had a chance of killing a demon with a glass bottle.  Mockingly, the ogrism laughed aloud at his actions.

Despite the pain in his side, it was just all too funny. Well, it was funny until he began to twist the bottle in his rib. He sure knew how to make it hurt, he granted, suddenly poised off.

"Demons are immortal," it snarled at the him.

Then with one hand, it grasped both of his own and jerked the glass bottle from its rib. Before their eyes the blood stopped almost instantaneously as the wound began to heal itself.

Keeping his eyes on the flashing emotions that crossing his face, the ogrism shivered. That look of horror on that crossed face of Abednego was more than enough to make him stiffen. He could smell the Abednego's fear in the air, and as the Little Rabbit attempted to flee once again he easily tackled the him.

Pinning the human to the group the ogrism made short work of positioning Abednego's lips. Elevating the his hips off the ground, he forced the screaming man lay on his back as he spread the human’s thighs far apart.

Angling the human’s spine and legs in a way that put the Abednego's knees on either side of his face, he flashed an ogrism's smile down at the him. Even as the Abednego stared at him in shock, his clear eyes widened with terror as the ogrism slowly licked his face.

An evil gleam shone in the demon’s eyes as it looked down at the him,

"We got interrupted earlier, and now you're all slick and loose...," it gave a menacing smile while it pricked him on the thigh with a claw tipped finger.

"Can't let this go to waste, now can we?" the ogrism asked, its yellow eyes beaming.

Abednego watched in horror as the ogrism-man's long tongue plunged inside his aching thigh. He could feel it rolling deep within him, and the more he fought the ogrism hold by turning and arching his back to pull away, the farther inside him the tongue went.

Vainly he struggled, clawing at his attacker down the length of his ribs and arms. Above him the ogrism face harden into a scowl, for Immortal or not he felt the pain from the his pathetic claws. Abednego gasped in complete disarray, in one moment he had been struggling against the ogrism then in the next he was suddenly flipped over onto all fours.

Beneath the ogrism Abednego's eyes flash wildly with terror and pain as his screams echoed on endlessly.HCollapsing low to the ground, Abednego cradled his head, sobbing uncontrollably. Wishing he would drown from the large tears and snort streaming down his face as his attacker pondered to eat him.

However, to the ogrism, the sight of the shivering man trembling beneath him and the blood scent tears mixed with the strange smell the raw flesh he carried began to stir something inside the ogrism. He flipped him over onto his back. Looking deep into the frightened tear-filled eyes of the glaring human trembling beneath him, and doggedly he felt a strangling presence well-up within its chest.

Those clear eyes bore into his soul. Sometimesething about them, the hate that filled them, struck a carnal urge inside him to please the one below him. Why, he wondered. Did those eyes disturb him so?

Abednego stared up at the ogrism with wide eyes and trembling lips, but his protests were swallowed as the ogrism-man's long canine tongue swept into the other's mouth. The human glare darkened with both confusion and rage. He bit down harshly on the intruding lips and tongue, filling both their mouths with the copper taste of blood.

Abednego couldn’t help but wonder what his attacker was thinking, Why had the orgrism-man's cold yellow-eyes suddenly become so blank? He couldn't stop the tears or hate that flowed from his body. His attacker paused at his glare with a crude questioning look.

The taste of him and his blatant refusal to give in was astonishing. He grabbed the human's jaw careful of his own strength. He was determined to taste him again, yet he was careful to keep himself from breaking his jaw.

Forcefully, he swept his long tongue deep into the human's nose. Holding the his face, keeping the human’s head tilted back, and his jaw pried open as he explored the depths of the human's mouth.

Pulling the him close, hard against his chest, as he plunged deep inside both his nose and mouth. Soon he began to notice as the human's struggles lessen. The longer it leaked his mucus, the weaker he became.

Yet, without pause, Abednego reared back his head to slam it down directly onto the bridge of the demon's nose. The attack left them both dazed and starry-eyed. Yet, Abednego was able to free himself from the demon's iron grasp.

However, as he turned to run, he found his vision was blurred.  His head spinning from the jolting blow to his skull. He found his efforts had left him collapsed on the floor, only able to crawl away. Much too dizzy to stand and barely able inch backwards as the demon approached.

Abednego whimpering frightfully as the demon reached out for him, flinching as its clawed hands approached. The creature lifted its clawed hands glistening with blood in the other, and was reaching out for him. Suddenly, like thunder, it's head was blown off, the blood splattered everywhere and the thing fell with thud.

Life was like a cage to Abednego. He realized it because he was facing death every moment. The worst part of this realization is that most he was far away in the evil forest being haunted by evil spirits. He was racking his brain, any minute if he is not careful then he will be a dead meat. He reasoned out, he has to do something about it.

"When they are near you, grab the calabash and hit on the ground," he could remember Matendechere telling him.

He hit the gground so hard, immediately there appeared a cage, that cage was for trapping the ogrism inside. Ogrism have to be trapped and put in a bar. The bar has to be having food inside, as long as the cage has a roof and there’s food inside of it. They don’t dare attempt to escape, to risk something better. The cage has to be secured, totally sealed, but if it happens that it is opened, if it does, you can bet that whoever opens it has his own plan for himself or either early death. A plan he may probably be going to hate.

Abednego was instructed by Matendechere to hit the calabash and lead them to the cage, they were hypnotized by the smoke that was coming from the calabash. They followed the smoke until they were in the cage. Finally he locked it using some magic powers that Matendechere gave him. Abednego didn’t feel anything hard, it had been a matter of pushing a door open and walking out. He had practically bloodied his hands trying to rend the bars, finally grinding them down so that he was barely able to escape outside and leave them in. He came out with the scars to prove it. Now I will get the tail and fight for the freedom of my village.