Hybrid - Forgotton Sensations
#3 of Hybrid
Hybrid - Forgotten Sensations
[This story holds little to no yiffing, if you are looking for "yiff" stories you should look elsewhere. This story contains violence, very graphic violence, and a hope for a plotline. Raven Alfadir Melbourne is my character, he has been my character for over Five years, and I intend to keep it that way. DO NOT EVER use him without my permission.]
Surrounded by darkness again...Only this time there was something cold around his wrist. "Chains...Special ones for monsters like me..." At this very moment, Sheshmere was being carefully placed in a vault after one of the "Henchmen" had tried to pick it up and began screaming until his vocal cords ripped and could no longer make any kind of audible noise. He was soon taken away to be put in a jail cell. Raven on the other hand, in his dismay to what had happened, how he had lost control over himself and killed the Dragon known as "Ira" was soon placed under arrest and was now pending his trial. "I'm nothing more then a stupid beast...Finally someone has the nerve to finish me off..."
Lujan was not too far away, his crimson eyes held something inside of them most people were too afraid to grasp. He was dressed very feminine, like many from the east, he wore a Kimono bright pink with light blue flowers decorating it. "What an unsightly bunch of imbred backwoods idiots they are...So...unrefined..." Although he looked for the most part, human, something lingered odd, those tell-tail cat-like eyes danced from person to person. And the odd Bamboo umbrella didn't help matters any. With a light sigh Lujan entered the clothing shop where a small Goblin looked over at him. "Goki not ask for woman today, Goki work today, maybe next day" With a laugh, Lujan brought his left hand up to his lips. "Silly goblin, I'm just here to pick up the big guys clothing...He paid with gemstones correct?" Goki would tilt his head. "You his woman?" With a sigh, Lujan brought his forehead into his palm. "Yes, I'm his woman, please give me his clothing. He will be needing it soon enough." Goki turned and pointed one of his pudgy small fingers over to the rack. "Blue! He is Blue!" Lujan chuckled softly, his delicate hand moved the long bangs of crimson hair from his eyes. "Thank you every so much my adorable Goblin.".
Being ushered by four heavily armored bears, Raven had his feet shackled, and wrists, he was only able to take steps of six inches at a time, his hands basically clamped shut and together, on his face was a steel mask without any means of letting him see out. On top of that, he was dragging four one houndred pound weights behind him. "So...What are they going to do with this one?" One grizzly said to another. "I heard they can't kill him with magic because he's a hybrid, and swords he'll just dodge, hell we don't even know if what we have on him now can really restrain him, for all we know he could just be playing along with this just for the fun of it." Two behind, two at the sides. All eyes on him. Lance tips where at his spine from behind, and two one each side of his neck. They were being extremely cautious of him. They were smart too. "So...what about that sword of his? I heard poor Velve went nuts after touching it...poor guy can't even talk anymore...How is it this guy can carry it around without so much as a hint of frustration he really is a monster..."
Lujan's steps brought him closer and closer to the supposed "Trial" of the Hybrid. "I wonder if he'll recognize me... It's so hard for us Hybrids to tell one another apart... He looks more like an elf, and I look like a human..." Finally, Lujan stood before the "Judge" area his hands wrapped around the base of his umbrella, holding it over his head. With a smile he looked up to the heavily chained hybrid. "So...this is the new Odin...Interesting..." Crimson eyes peered up at the masked massive figure.
Judge Orha, a rather renown Canine fur, his knowledge was known to be fair, and sentimental when needed. He stood before the crowd who chanted death before his hazel eyes opened. "ENOUGH! From what evidence tells, this hybrid was defending himself against a known back-alley brawler, he is entitled to self-defense. I know well of this towns admiration of Ira Silverpaw, but he chose the fight, not this man here. He will be under heavy guard until we can determine a place we can set him loose. As far as dear Velve, nothing can be done, he grabbed the mans weapon out of greed and without thought. The Hybrid is not to be held accountable for that. It is my word that says this Hybrid should go free. I Judge Orha Zoren hereby grant this Hybrid pardon by the agreement that he leave and never return to this city for five thousand years." With a deep sigh, Orha turned, facing the masked, chained man, he approached, stopping in front of Raven before undoing a few straps and removing the mask. "Your name, Hybrid. We wish to know who you are so we may end this judgment."
-Three Days Later-
The room was darkly lit, candles all around. Four men stood in the center of the circular room. Lujan being one of them. The other three were each unique in their own way. Sol, who was average sized however his skin was solid black, with hints of white around his eyes with two large horns curling outwards from his temples. Long silver hair with bright crimson eyes. "So...We have found our Odin...It's about time...I was tired of hiding in the shadow's this whole time...How come you're the only one who gets to go out? Lujan?" The room seemed to light up more as a third was revealed. Asra gave a long drawn out sigh. His body was covered with fur, yet he had two large wings of dragonic rights. The Lion hybrid shot his golden eyes at Sol. "Why do you drow always feel like you need to have those cursed eyes...Do you hate their original color so much Sol?" The last figure remained in the dark, moving back towards it really. Purple eyes watching it's comrades intensely. "I'm surprised you didn't think this was my natural eye color..." The drow snickered, in simple will of his mind, those crimson eyes switched away from their infrared to the normal view. Green orbs looked at the Human, and Lion. "So..the party is nearly fully complete...We just need to get big brother and we're set... Drow, Lion, Hum..." He was cut off by Asra who suddenly sniffed the air. His eyes narrowed as his voice filled with anger as he spoke. "We are not alone...Lujan, you stay with Odin, Sol and I will head north to further prepare. You..." Asra pointed his finger towards the remaining figure in the darkness "You hide...You are our last hopes of ever changing Brother Odin mind on joining us...The Nameless shall be revived...and we will make our return..." and with that, the fires faded away.
Meanwhile, Several miles south Raven was making slow progress, he felt as if his mind had been raped. "Haha...Did you see the look on that stupid dragon's face when you cut off his arms with just one ha--" It was at this time, Raven turned and the Heavy-Blade "Sheshmere" was hurled high into the air. Several minutes passed by as Raven watched intently on the spot where he had thrown the sword. Finally, the air began to make "Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh" noises as the blade came spinning down rapidly hitting the ground hard, sinking half-way into the earth. "Struck a nerve did I...? I didn't realize you was so upset over something so trivial..." Raven promptly walked over to the sword, his left hand grinding as his scales where soon pushed to they're limits. The hand slammed into the "eye" of the weapon again and again, Raven's rage consuming him once again, all the while there was that sickening laughter in his head "HAHA you'll never be rid of me! You will be cursed with me until the day you! NEVER WILL YOU BREAK ME!"
Not too far away, a child had been lured by the sounds of "Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang" Maybe no older then ten the ktisune wandered over towards the enraged hybrid. "Why is he so angry..." The kitsune thought to herself, Slowly, she had brought a hand up, as if to pose a question before it was slapped away by nine-tailed Kitsune "Do not go near him...He is something this world does not wish to anger...If that should happen, and the beast takes control of his body we are all doomed..." The girl looked up to her great-grandfather her head tilting "What is he Grampy Grahf?" Grahf turned towards his grand-daughter with a look of fear upon his face. "That man...is referred to as "Odin" the god of war, death, destruction and all that is violent...We do not bother him, and he does not bother us...However last I saw him was over three hundred years ago in a warring country called Kesh...It was there I first observed his destructive nature..."
-Three Hundred and Twenty-Four Years Ago-
Hundred of soldiers had lined up, all holding their weapons high, Furrs against Humans, Humans Against Elves, Elves against Furrs, it was a Race War, Every species for itself...The Furs were new to the country, their skills were varied, and unique. Some powerful, some cunning, others wise. The Elves where cunning, stealthy, powerful, anti-social, racist, and at one with nature. Humans on the other hand, were vast in numbers, greedy with pride arrogant with power. Their king, Reyes the Fourth was quite possibly the youngest and most feared king in the new lands of Keshmere. "My soldiers, My brothers, We are at war for our very existence, the Elves with us not to understand their knowledge with magic, their understandings of nature, and the furrs, Mutant crossbreeds between man and beast have shown that they wish nothing more then the utter destruction of Mother Gaia..." The darkest corner of the room had two glowing orbs, the form of the Hybrid hidden by the shadows, those catlike pupils narrowed upon the king. "...And so! Today we shall embark on a great noble journey to rid our lands of these disgusting creatures! We shall utilize every weapon we can, magic, science, swords shield bone...Our might and right will not be ignored for this is our land!" the speech finished, King Reyes holding his arms up, his royal red robes magnificent and his waving blonde hair beautiful to every maiden's desires. Raven wasn't impressed. Silently, his figure moved forward from the shadows, like a plow people were pushed aside as he made his way towards their king. "So you think you can best the Elves, Morphs, and every other mystical creature do you? I pity you, such foolish pride and arrogance. The Elves may be small in numbers but their skill matches that of two hundred of your finest warriors, they live long, they hone their skills. They're smart. I know little to nothing of the morphs, however, my experience with the Elve's is very extensive...And if you are after all the mystical creatures, I pity the day when you face a Dragoness guarding her hatchlings, or when you come across the dark skinned cousins of the Elves known as Drow. My young king, if you even want to dream of accomplishing this goal...You'll need help..."
All eyes fell on Ravenus. Cloaked in black, catlike eyes and a massive frame, whats more he felt obscenely light for his size. Reyes had his eyes narrowed on they hybrid as he spoke. "Kill him for his insolence" The crowd parted as five heavily armored knights moved into the circle, their armor was beautifully crafted it perhaps even matched that of Dwarven made. "So hasty to your death....Foolish humes" Raven burst into motion, his cloak flying behind him, leaving his shoulders as that claw of a left hand came out, gripping the nearest guards faceplate, there was a sound of metal being forced while the man gripped on the scaled arm. With a sinister grin, Raven heaved himself, using the Knight as a weapon, slinging him into his comrades, one after one they were knocked into the walls, dead or uncurious, Raven didn't care, or know. The man held in his hand made no movements, nor any sounds came from him. Standing in the circle of a now very fearful crowd, Raven dropped the man. "I wasn't even trying either..." With a chide, Raven turned, and that was when he felt something hit his flesh, a steel arrow had buried itself in his back. With a sigh, Raven turned back around. "Still wanting to fight...So be it." His left hand was brought up and there was a thick crackling noise filling the air, blue light danced from fingertip to fingertip, while Raven kept those catlike pupils focused on King Reyes, who now held a face between shock and disbelief. A small blue orb settled into Raven's palm as he smiled. "Catch!" His hand was brought back then the orb was thrown, hitting the guard square in the chest, the smell of burning flesh soon filled the room as the archer shook violently, electricity flowing throw his chain mail finally the man fell from his place by the king hitting the ground as smoke rose from his figure. "You humans can never kill me. Decades have passed I am 83 this year and not one human as even been able to bring me to my knees. Do you have any "knights" who can say that? Yevon Reyes? Fourth heir to the Keshmere throne? Who murdered his older brothers for his place in the spotlight?"
=Present Time=
The little kitsune's face was in awe "He really did all that? And even beat a human archer while an arrow was in his back? How can anyone be that powerful?" The older kitsune simply shook his head. "I've come to find out, he has a unique ability, it's always on it seems and it never fatigues him, he can never feel pain of any kind. That is why he is able to do so much without even wincing. However, soon we found out that he wasn't the only one like this. There was someone always behind the Hybrid, pushing him to grow more relentless and violent We had only come to call him "Darkness" No one has ever seen his face, he always stays in the shadows. He ran a group but no one ever remembers it's name...Mostly because any witness to their actions is found dead before they can even utter a word about what they even thought they might have saw..." The elder kitsune rubbed the back of his head before leaning down, picking up the Fox-girl setting her on his shoulders. "Come young one, we must leave this Hybrid alone...He cannot be trusted, and he eats little girls like you for snacks" With one last glance towards Ravenus, Grahf departed. Taking his great granddaughter with him.
"Murderer" The blade echoed in Raven's mind. "SHUT UP!" Still his fight banged into the eyes of the blade, his scales covering his knuckles where broken off, blood flowed freely from his hand that was otherwise indestructible. "Pathetic little murderer, you run from real fights but always kill the ones weaker then you...Are you scared of dying that much?" Raven quivered with rage. He sat himself down, crossing his legs under him. "So...Perhaps the seeker of destruction has sated his lust of war..." Grahf mutterd to himself. Having dropped his granddaughter off with her parents. Easing his back against a tree, he sighed lightly. "The seeker of power, and the Seeker of Destruction...Both of us are fated to die in battle...Ravenus Alfadir Melbourne...May the gods forgive our souls for the future we are about to create..."