Razer's Edge - Chapter Two -
Razer's Edge
Chapter Two
- Cederwyn Whitefurr
16thSeptember, 2017,
All Rights Reserved.
Sela awoke the next morning, the fist thing she felt, was stomach cramping nausea; she barely had time to roll over onto her knees, before she began retching and gasping, then her stomach flipped over and she vomited helplessly, gagging and retching until her stomach was purged - yet still the powerful contractions seized her young body. She moaned and whimpered, then when at last they stopped, she staggered and fell, feeling like her whole body had been brutally savaged.
As her mind recoiled from the residual effects of the Therian's presence in it, she moaned and looked down at her black gloved paws - seeing the matted fur and the stench of blood - and worse - clung to them like a miasma. Spinning away, she dropped to her knees and began crying, before her stomach lurched again and she gagged and retched - but nothing was left in her stomach to bring up, but that didn't stop the agonising spasms.
"WHY?" Sela screamed, tilting her head back and staring up at the uncaring sky - startling the birds who erupted from the depths of the woods in which she found herself.
You know why -_Come the chilling laughter in her mind, of the Therian who shared her body. _You know exactly why...shall I tell you how he met his end?
"SHUT UP!" Sela squealed, as she clutched at her head, then her sharp claws sunk in, as if she could tear the Therian's words from her very skull. "You...I hate you!"
You're a part of me, just as I am a part of you - Vixen - I know what you really are! You're a blood thirsty killer, admit it! You savoured the taste of the hot blood, the steaming chunks of flesh as you fed - as you fed both of us...
"I'm nothing like you!" Sela wept, as she crumpled to her knees and sobbed, the tears running down her cheeks and spattering off her bloodied blouse and skirt. "You could have hunted - we - could have hunted a Deer, or a rabbit or - "
Do you lie to yourself often? You know what he done to us - well - what he tried to do to us - if it wasn't for me, he would have raped you, possibly multiple times - you would have cried and pleaded, but do you think he would have shown you mercy? I know that kind - he had a soul like mine - now, he's buried somewhere in the woods - what little is left of him...maybe I should have claimed him, kept him in our cottage only we know about, the one where you held that Feral Stag for months...now that Stag, his fear, the feel of him as we took him against his will, again and again...
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Sela sobbed, as she hit herself in the side of the head, before her paws clenched into fists and she crumpled to the ground, sobbing heart-brokenly. "What you did was unforgivable - he will be missed, don't you realise that?"
Oh, I'm well aware - unlike you, weak, cowardly, lacking a spine - I did what was necessary! Let them look, I promise, they'll never find what...little...is left of him, I dealt with him, whereas you would have just let him take us, breed us, and probably he would have tried to kill you - did you ever consider that? His kind...they're cruel, vicious, sadistic...everything I admire...
"You killed him...How...you know I've tried to hide myself, to find acceptance and solace - I hide you from those who hunt us, you and I both know what would happen if they found us! We are only one - alone, frightened and defenceless against the silver bullets, the knives and other torture devices - you know how we would suffer...if they got our hands on us..."
Where is this we? Come the mocking thought, trailing through her mind. WE are one and the same Vixen, why do you try to deny it? You are a Therian - a creature that should be feared and respected, yet you whine and snivel and sob like a lost human babe! Let the hunter's come, I would relish their blood and flesh, just as I did those of that Wolf last night! Do you think me a fool? Remember those fantasies you had before you were awoken in class? Who do you think supplied those - admit it! - we are inseparable, body and soul, the sooner you come to accept that, the sooner you can let me have control...I have such wonderful ideas - that professor...do you think he will scream like that Feral Stag? Will he try to fight us, as we take him against his will? I think he'd make a lovely plaything - until I grew tired of him...like I do all our toys...
"Leave him out of this!" Sela shrieked, as she stamped her foot. "He's kind, gentle and compassionate, he is trying to help me pass my classes and grow and better myself! You're only obsessed with your lustful desires - then when you've indulged them and grown bored - you murder them in cold blood - often with cruelty and violence, just to hear them scream and suffer, which to you, is like a line Ambrosia, isn't it?"
Sela's ear flicked, as she heard a twig snap, then she spun about, her sticky brush of a tail tearing a few hairs out, as she squealed and whimpered, before the Doe took one look at her, squealed and bolted, the large white underside of the tail vanishing into the woods. It took all of Sela's self-control, to violently force the instincts of the Therian to chase after the Whitetail Doe, into submission.
Why do you fight what you truly are? I'm still very satiated after last night, whilst the taste of that Doe's blood and flesh would be a delightful snack - I'm not really hungry, can you imagine why?Now, stop your whining like a child - if you're so obsessed with your...pitiful...education, why do you try so hard? I have so much more teach you!
"I don't want anything to do with you - if I could kill you with my own paws and teeth, I would!" Sela sobbed.
You're a part of me, and I'm a part of you, Vixen...remember that...
*
Sela used all her cunning, wits and stealth to sneak back unseen onto the campus, before she locked her self in her dorm room, where she shed the bloodied clothes and undergarments, then spent three hours in the shower, where she knelt on the floor, crying until she thought her heart would literally break in two. Sela hated herself, for what she was - she had never made peace with the Therian that lived inside her - could never make peace with it. How many had died at its teeth and claws? Sela didn't want to know - feral, human, anthro, it didn't matter - she had long suppressed its urges, but when she hit puberty, the hunger grew to a white hot flame inside her and she had channelled it into hunting animals in the woods - the Therian didn't care - flesh and blood was flesh and blood, all it craved was to feed, and if a Deer was killed in the woods, nobody would care - there were hundreds of them in this district alone...what was one or two? Sometimes, especially now, Sela contemplated suicide - and she had tried it twice - twice - the Therian had taken control over her and stopped her, its mocking, sadistic laughter echoing in her tormented mind whilst she slept...
After her shower, she dressed in fresh clothes, then stuffed then into a garbage bag, intending that night, to take them deep into the woods and burn them to ashes. Knowing she had skipped classes today, Sela flopped onto her bed, then almost instantly fell into a dark, tormented sleep - but she retained her self-control, and kept the Therian silent - at least for now...
*
That evening, the moon shone silver and pregnant in the sky, and the Therian hunted - as it had done for nearly two decades - the thrill of the hunt, the screams of the Deer as it felt the Therian's teeth...the satisfying spray of blood...that night, the Therian fed well, the Doe had been heavy with fawn, and after it had fed, it sprawled on some soft mosses and slept the sleep of the satiated...
*
Sela had no recollection of that nights hunting, as her alarm clock buzzed stridently on the table beside her, and she reached out with her black gloved paw and swatted at the alarm button, before she groaned and dragged herself out of her bed. Showering then dressing in clean clothes, she made her way to the college cafeteria for breakfast - still more asleep than awake - when her senses heard crying and her sharp sense of smell caught the scent of fear, anger and confusion, that hung like a cloud over the cafeteria
"Did you hear?" Someone wept. "James got murdered last night - they're saying it was some wild, savage animal - how can it have made its way onto the Campus..."
Sela's ears flicked, as a cold wave of nausea and fear rippled through her.
I might have lied... Come the chilling laughter of the Therian in her mind.
Sela shuddered, feeling the nausea spreading like a cancer within her, before she dropped her steel cafeteria tray with a loud crash, then fled from the cafeteria, clutching her muzzle and making strangled gagging noises in her throat.
*
Cassie found her in the nearest bathroom, Sela with her head in a toilet, gagging and retching, before the pale furred Rat gently placed a paw on the back of Sela's neck.
"You okay sweety?" Cassie asked.
"I don't feel well - " Sela retched again, then fell backwards and landed with a thud on her rump, leaning back against the stall wall.
"Come on, lets get you cleaned up and go see the Nurse, she'll give you something to help you, I'm sure..."
"Nobody can help - " Sela whispered softly, before giving the Rat a look.
"Oh...Oh!" Cassie moaned, then blushed, her ears turning red. "Oh...is it..."
Sela nodded weakly, internally hating herself for lying to one of her closest friends, but it was easier to lie, claiming to be in heat, than it was to admit the truth.
"I've...it must be bad - " Cassie whispered, as she helped Sela to her foot paws and led her over to one of the sinks. "I've never known it to cause - well - that - "
"It affects me in strange ways - " Sela murmured, then splashed water onto her pale muzzle and shuddered. "I've wondered, if it wouldn't be less hassle - to just - you know, get sterilised, I don't want Kit's, it's not that I don't enjoy children - I just - don't see it in my future, you understand?"
"Sela! You're only young, you're...what - " Cassie admonished her.
"Twenty two - " Sela admitted. "Yes, I know, I've heard it all before - I'm most fertile between the ages of twenty and thirty...we've all sat through that lecture...."
Cassie giggled, then curled her tail up and clutched it between her paws, petting it in that way she had, when she was nervous and frightened.
I want her... Come that cold, chilling voice in Sela's mind.I've never mated with a Rat before...
Cassie blinked and shivered, almost as if she sensed the presence of the Therian, before she smiled and her whiskers trembled in that adorable way. Sela shuddered unconsciously, before she dashed her muzzle with more cold water, trying to push the Therian's taunting words back into the darkness of her mind, where they had come. Cassie was bisexual, she didn't hide it, and if half the rumours Sela had heard were true - Cassie was - quite pleasurable in bed, she had a way of using her long, naked tail, that no male could ever hope to achieve, but Sela bit back her words before she spoke, as her idea of mating and the Therian's idea...were two different ideas altogether...before too long, the Therian would be bored with it's new plaything...and it's partners never lived to tell anyone about it...
To Be Continued...