The Human Xenocide

Chapter Twenty-One - I Met the Devil

The liquid running down her hand glowed in the darkness, emitting its own light.  She saw her hand shaking, but she couldn’t feel it. The itching transformed into a burning sensation.  She wanted to scream, it hurt, but she couldn’t find the voice to do so.  She realized her mouth was stuck shut in the same fashion her eyes were.  Then another thing hit her, it was silent, completely silent—she couldn’t hear anything, not even her own breathing, not even her own thoughts. 

Her eyes drifted away from her hand and followed the red rope.  She followed it, further and further, it was huge.  As it got further away from her it grew bigger, it pulsed more, and it grew wetter.  Then it started moving, she felt the red rope rotating around her wrist giving more and more slack to its open end.  She ignored the burning sensation, determined to discover where the rope was coming from.  It was far away now, and to her calculations, almost as big as she was, then it was gone.  Gone?  Her eyes wouldn’t focus to well, but she could see several white pointy objects as large as she was.  The white surrounded a black hole that the red rope slid into, she stared hard and long at the white and red, slowly her eyes cleared and she was able to see better. White—teeth.  Red—a tongue.  It was a mouth!  The rope was a tongue.

Her eyes sped up, above the mouth, a large black nose. Further up, eyes.  Eyes…  EYES!  Her mind exploded with thoughts, her ears ripped open with a deafening roar.  She could feel thick warm, humid breath blowing across her flesh.  But worst of all, an incredible shock of pain seared up her arm, she let out a scream.  She could suddenly move her left arm again; she flung her body outward in reaction, trying to swim through the air to get away from the pain, away from the tongue holding her down, sucking her down—closer to the city in the darkness.

“STOP!” a beastly voice roared, not out of the creature, but instead directly to her mind.  Lilly’s body went limp in fear, she was afraid of what would happen if she didn’t listen to the voice.  The tongue slithered further up her arm, burning the skin as it touched it.

Her eyes cleared completely, giving her a perfect picture of the thing holding her.   Above the eyes were horns, black and twisted, running off into the darkness.  The body was a mess of red and black, something her eyes couldn’t quite comprehend.  A tail trailed off behind it, seemingly forever.  White bone protruded off the mess of red and black she thought was its body, the bone transformed from a meaningless mess to a pair of large wings, covered in what looked like the most fragile, clear, yet reflective silk.  The wings were slowly moving up in down, preventing it from falling back down to the city too fast.

“You made a deal with me,” the monstrous voice blew directly into her mind, “Don’t think that getting yourself killed will get you out of it.” 

The tongue ran up her flesh, currently passing her elbow.

“You’re lucky I caught you.  Again.”  It threatened as the pain started to reach for her shoulder.

“Next time you won’t be so lucky.” The pain in her arm increased as the tongue pushed against her flesh, it rapidly pulled her down closer to it by sucking its tongue back into its mouth.  But right before she hit its teeth the beast violently spun around its body, taking her with it.  She was hurled around its massive body with incredible speeds.  At the top of the circle the beast suddenly let go, letting Lilly fly up into the darkness.  She flew up, closer and closer to the white light—it got bigger and bigger, she kept her eyes on it, not wanting to stray away from it.  She wanted the light—the good. 

Then she hit it.

Blink.

Blue sky.  Brown sand.  Blue sky.  Brown sand—she slammed into the sand, sending it up into the air.  She heard something in her leg crack as she flipped over in the sand and saw the sky once more.  Her suddenly she was in the air again, hurled over the top of a dune.  Her chest skimmed across the sand as she rolled down the dune.  The hot sand burned her bare skin. 

As she skidded to a halt at the bottom of the dune she heard something slicing through the air, a helicopter.  Her mind was unable to focus on anything as her body grew heavy. Her eyes were having a hard time staying open. 

She heard voices, but couldn’t quite figure out what words were coming out, a pair of arms grabbed the same bare arm the monster in the darkness held onto.  She felt someone jump and was dropped into the sand.  A voice yelled, she was picked up again, from the same arm.  She felt herself being lifted into a helicopter, the cool metal rubbed against her skin. It felt good.  The helicopter lifted up into the air.  Then a familiar feeling appeared.  Sin.  He easily threatened whoever else was in the helicopter with secrecy then a body wrapped around her.  She felt safe in his arms.  She let her mind wonder and her eyes shut completely.  She cracked a smile as she felt her body get pulled into a jump.  After that there was nothing except peace.

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