《His Innocent Fox... BoyXBoy》Chapter Eighteen
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I BLINK OPEN my eyes, but instantly wish I hadn't... I'm in the room of my Nightmares... The room is dark, cold, small and made of damp concrete, and smells like rotting flesh and blood. I pull myself up from where I sit in the corner, my tail wrapped around my thigh, and slowly take a step forward.
" Robyn?" I call into the inky, stiffling darkness surrounding me, trying to sniff him out with my heightened senses, but the rotten flesh, urine, and blood smell takes over my senses, and I can't get his scent of Vanilla and Snap Dragons through all of the others.
" ROBYN?!" I cry out again, feeling my heart sink into my stomach, as I catch sight of a figure laying on the floor on the other side of the room, and I rush towards it in a heartbeat.
What I see has me falling to my knees with a wail. Robyn lays on the floor, his arms and legs twisted and bent in very odd angles, his head twisted to the side, his eyes half-lidded and glazed over, his cracked, dry lips parted, tears falling down his pale cheeks, and blood dripping down his chin from the corner of his mouth.
" No, no, no, no, NO!" I cry loudly, falling to my knees by his mangled body, as tears fill my eyes, and run down my cheeks at a rapid pace.
I carefully pull his head into my lap, trembling and rocking slightly, as I brush his hair away from his ashen face, and lean down as sobs rack my small body.
" No... Please don't do this to me... Please!" I cry, my tears dropping onto his perfect, still face, as I hug him tightly, and just rock with him cradled in my arms.
Suddenly, I feel a cold object being pressed against my throat, and I slowly crane my neck back. My breath catches in my throat, as my arms close around cold, empty air, and I meet the eyes of Robyn... Except... This isn't the Robyn that I know...
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His eyes are cold and harsh, full of a sudden bout of hate and distaste that I have never seen in his eyes while he has been looking at me, and his lips are curled in an enraged sneer.
" R-Robyn?" I whimper in fear, trying to slowly back away, but he grabs me by the scruff of my bare neck, and yanks me up onto my knees. I give a cry of fear, pain, and betrayal, as he puts the point of the object, a Silver-bladed Dagger, against my jugular, and I give a blood-curdling scream of fear...
I jerk upright with a loud, terrified scream. My skin is sticky and sweaty, my eyes huge and full of fear, my breath coming in loud, heavy pants, and my heart beating loudly and terribly fast in my chest... As if it will burst out of my chest at any moment.
" Ravyn?!" The doors suddenly burst open, Niko coming inside with concern and worry, but I barely pay him any mind, as I begin to scream my head off again, and tears run down my cheeks.
Hands suddenly snap out from the darkness in front of me, and, on instinct, I give a loud cry of fear, and throw a punch in a random direction. My fist connects with a hard surface, a crack follows, and a soft grunt follows that. I pull myself into a sitting position on the bed, pulling my knees up to my chest, and rock softly back-and-forth as whimpers leave my lips.
" No... No... You promied me Robyn... You-you said you'd always be there... You said so... You ." I mumble this under my breath, repeating it over and over again, my eyes still huge, as I stare off into space,and just continue to rock.
" Shit..." I hear Niko curse in front of me, his eyes gleaming crimson, and I snap from my Nightmare aftermath with a wail. I throw myself forward, my stomach twisting and churning uncomfortably with nausea, and sick up all of my stomach contents... My ears are pressed flat against my head, my tail drapped over my left leg, as I hack and cough, my body shuddering and trembling with each roll of nausea that smacks into me like an unwanted wave, and feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes from all of the heaving I'm doing.
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" There you go Baby." I finally finish, Niko's words of encouragement making me feel slightly better, and begin to wobble on my hands and feet unsteadily. Before Niko, or even myself, can react, I topple off the edge of the bed, and land with an 'oomph' on the fluffy, white fur rug underneath the bed flat on my stomach.
Niko instantly appears by my side, and, needing to feel comforted by hiding, I shift into my Fox, my tiny Kit body trembling with fear and exhaustion, and crawl under the bed I had fallen off of, with my tail tucked firmly between my legs.
" C'mere Cub..." Niko coos to me, gazing under the bed with worry and exhaustion in his eyes as well, as I shake my head with a tiny whimper, and crawl to the other side of the bed. I squeeze myself between the bed and the nightstand, the space small and nearly unreachable, but I manage to squeeze in, and just sit there trembling.
I close my eyes, calming myself so I can hopefully fall back asleep with no more issues, when I hear ruffling from above me, and I'm suddenly scruffed by a strong, warm and gentle hand. I am gently lifted out of my little hidey spot, Niko being careful not to harm me. I hang there limply, my eyes still closed, as I'm placed on the bed again, the duvet replaced with a new, clean on, and I involuntarily shift back into my human form.
I curl into a little ball, not caring that I'm currently naked at the moment, and place my hand on my face... Covering my mouth and nose, as I give a yawn, and tuck my tail between my legs. I hear Niko sigh, and the next minute, he has me up a bit, his hand on the back of my neck to keep me up, and a glass is placed at my lips.
" Come on Angel Boy..." He crones out, his eyes meeting mine, as I slowly peel mine open just a bit, and part my lips. Cold, much needed water hits my lips, and I begin to greedily lap at it. Trying to lap it up like I would in my Fox form proves to be quite difficult, and I grow increasingly frustrated...
" Don't lap at it Princess... Just swallow." Niko instructs calmly, and I follow his orders. I get the glass downed in around five minutes, most of the cold liquid spilling out the sides and down my chin, but I get it down nonetheless, and then he gently lays me back down. I re-curl myself, but I am once again disturbed, as Niko pulls out a pair of short shorts, a hoodie belonging to him, and a pair of my panties I got earlier on.
He dresses me quickly, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead, before he FINALLY lets me alone, and I begin to nod off again. The last thing I feel, before I sink away for good this time, is a fur blanket being draped over my hips, and then... I'm out all over again.
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8 491Tides of Time
One moment Elvie Harper is playing along a beautiful beach in Australia, the next she is lying on a cobblestone street in 1930s London. Except this London is different... it is part of a world with magic. Thrown into a world with different rules, Elvie desperately hopes to learn magic to make her way back to the future. But the road for a magician is never a simple one, and the politics and intrigues of the 1930s have the world on edge. There are things stirring in the darkness, and those who seek power amongst chaos. What hope does one girl have in such a world?
8 187Reign of the Abyss
When his life ended, buried in the waves of the ocean staring up as the sea was scattered with blood and flames, Lucca awoke to a void of light. There he met a god, and it was there he was tossed into the soft embrace of the void. When god choose to relent his punishment, he sent Lucca to the others, let him enter the world of Marga. His stay there though would last no longer than a few meager years before once more meeting with death, his body scarred by a cruel queens sadistic touch. But it was there, thrown into insanity, that Lucca returned to his world. But it was no longer the one he remembered. In his passing, rifts had formed, gate ways to other worlds were ripped across the world bringing with them Sparks. Men and women with powers who could challenge the beasts within the rifts. It is here, seeded with the Abyss, that Lucca will rein as a fledgling to gods unbeknown.
8 70Right Hand of God
Ghosts, demons, and all things that go bump in the night crawl the Earth. Rarely, some people are born with the ability to see the supernatural no matter what form it takes to conceal itself, including invisibility. Even more rarely, some people are also born with the ability to exorcise any supernatural entity. This ability always manifests in the right hand and arm, and so in some circles it has come to be called the Right Hand of God. Jacob Davidson, a black seventeen-year-old living in Normal, Ohio, has been secretly fighting and exorcising ghosts all his life using this power. One night, however, a seemingly average job takes an unexpected turn when Jacob meets the sarcastic, suave, and ironically named Agent Mann, a revenant who hunts other supernatural creatures, and has his first encounter with the denizens of Hell itself. Now Jacob and Agent Mann must team up to stop all Hell from literally raising. But with the mysterious power known as the Left Hand of Lucifer also rising in Normal, Ohio, do they have any chance of success?
8 97Whodunnit? Murder On Mystery Mountain
"Blood dripped down from the wall. Giles watched the dark liquid cover the wood of the cabin like a blanket. Stunned into silence, Giles could only stare at the horror before him. He knew one thing for certain. Death had found him, once again."Believing he has finally escaped the evil that has plagued his life, Giles accepts a job at a sleep away camp in America. This time, he is prepared for anything, bringing protective weapons with him. He even reconnects with Lana - his previous maid- who brings her own ghosts with her. Everything seems to be fine, that is until Giles discovers a message written in blood. The evil has once again followed him, but Giles is determined to change the rules. However, the killer has a few tricks up their sleeve. With every day, another man is murdered, and the stakes increase drastically, until the most gruesome finish yet.
8 165TAILS ━ NUMBER FIVE
TAILS ❪ season two ❫ // 1960's slang for the word 'shadow' COMPLETEfive hargreeves x fem!readercover by malewifemurdockwritten by funkyenderboy
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