Chapter 2-The Great Escape
#2 of Lady Of My Life Renewed
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Chapter 2-The Great Escape
Montor slowly stirred from what felt like an age-long sleep. His eyes were blurred by some foreign liquid and pain shot through his arms, legs, and chest. His first reaction was that he was drowning, but he soon realized that something was covering his face from the green water.
He had barely gotten the chance to look down at himself before spotting a small thing at the bottom of whatever he was in, wide eyes staring back at his. He was still a moment, surprised at the depth of those orbs. Even through the fluid he could see all of the emotions welled inside; fear, interest, sadness, happiness..an array of confusion. With eyes like that she had to be female.
And instead of trying to get the swarm of questions in his head answered, all he wanted to do was touch her. To feel her hair or her cheek, even the dainty paw he saw pressed against the glass.
However, the paw triggered his more rational thinking. If it was pressed against glass, he was encased in something. That would also explain why the green water wasn't filling the whole area he could see. He made a frantic turn in the tube, paws slamming against the glass, a deep roar of anger and pain leaving him as he was forced to tug tangles wire free from his arms and chest.
He was facing again in the direction that he associated with 'forward', though in all truth he was unsure of any direction at the moment. Infuriated, in pain, and despising the captivity, he did what he always did best; use brute force.
Montor's fist thrust against the glass, causing it to crack with one simple punch. With the second a hole was made, the cracks spreading like wild fire until the entire front of the capsule shattered.
The liquid burst free against the glass, Montor's feet landing firmly on the bottom of the tank to keep himself from being washed away by the flood. He noticed, however, that the young female had not done the same. Instead she was brushed away with the water, sent flying a few feet before landing harshly upon her back.
Both concern and anger welled within him. Was she the one that had done this to him? Whatever is was she had done, that is.. With a flick of his wrist the mask was ripped from his face. He didn't even bother pulling the last of the wires; he simply stepped out of the tank, the tendrils going taught before painfully ripping from his flesh. He paid them no heed. His eyes were focused on the female as she coughed and began to regain her footing.
He was struck a moment by her odd attire. Never in his time had he seen a woman wear such revealing clothing! A simple piece of black cloth wrapped around her thighs, leaving dainty knees and calves and knees in plain view. Along with that, she wore a button up top of the same color that seemed to barely cover her breasts. The top buttons seemed a little strained, small holes left between each clasp that allowed him to peek through and see something else that covered those round breasts.
In his time women wore nothing but ankle length skirt and plain cloth tops. Even their hair was hidden in a hat, allowing a man only their imagination to go by when looking at a pretty fem. Her raven hair wasn't even held in a bun. It flowed freely from her scalp, long enough to splay across the ground as it became soaked in the water.
Montor had to concentrate incredibly hard to keep his mind from wandering to dirty thoughts. he had already felt his member rise not only at the sight of her, but also due to the fact that he had been sleeping for so long. Talk about a morning boner!
But he managed to push off his sexual thoughts. He stomped toward her, one massive paw dipping down to grasp her wrist and pull her to her feet. She winced, letting out a small yelp and Montor immediately felt sorry for hurting her. His questions were too pressing to think of apologizing, but he did loosen his grip a little.
The little mouse-type girl struggled in fear, which he ignored for the moment and merely grumbled his questions, "What is this place?! Where am I?! What has happened to me?"
He stopped a moment and blinked in surprise. His fingers pressed against his mouth, tapping them a few times and pondering something in his mind for a moment. He absent-mindedly spoke again, "Am I..speaking another language?"
The girl gave no answer; she only stared in fear and awe. He only grew angered by this. He shook her wrist forcefully, "Answer me! Answer me now!"
Her head turned from him unexpectedly, ears twitching as she focused on some far off noise. Judging by her ears, she most likely had better hearing than her. He had only now noticed that he had also been shouting over some sort of buzzing coming from the corner. He immediately recognized the contraption as a computer, though he couldn't once remember seeing one in his whole life.
The silent woman finally spoke, her voice frantic and high-pitched, "You have to go! Now! They're coming to get you!"
He had no idea who 'they' was, but the sincerity and fear in her eyes sent a chill down his spine. She must have known something he didn't. Since her eyes were focused in the direction of the hallway and door, he figured that would not be a sensible route of escape.
Instead his eyes turned to a large window that took up an entire wall. He charged toward it with small femme in tow.
"Wait! Please! You have to let me go first!" she squeaked in fear. He ignored her and slammed his first against the glass. This material took three punches in total before the large pane shattered like the last.
He stuck his head out of the window, wet mane immediately caught in a harsh wind. Since he saw clouds soaring beneath the building he quickly reasoned that it would be smarter to travel up instead of down.
With a tug he pulled the woman forward, her meek struggling and frantic squeaks once again ignored as he tossed her over his shoulder. Grasping the edge of the inner wall, he swung the rest of his form about to land outside, claws immediately digging into the stone. One paw reached up to hold the woman in place. He also took this as a chance to get a feel of her tight ass.
He shifted his shoulders to get her correctly positioned. Within moments he was scaling the building.