Sanderson's Folly
#1 of Stories
Sanderson's folly
Staring Gallows
story by Talonsaurn, All characters © by Talonsaurn
Gallows had made dinner reservations for the train this wonderful may evening, the fresh smell was in the air, he had invited his dinner in the normal way, using a soothing voice, and a rather sexy look to get some poor uncertain kid out on there own. It really was so easy in this town, the collage nearby was filled with people away from home, and just finding out about the needs they felt bubbling deep inside. It was like a buffet for a person who's moral compass had long since gave up in confusion. Give them the hope of an understanding voice, fulfill there wishes of someone that isn't a pale snaggle toothed pervert, and then well, do what otters do naturally. He always got a thrill down his spine when they realized he had a lot more on his mind then relieving them of there virginity... He had chosen a reindeer today, something nice, something male, something exotic... the buck looked scared deep down, his voice trembling.. he was meat to the otters body, no doubt.. would probably just buckle and cry... and end up adding a new set of antlers to Gallows trophy room.. Sanderson..... his name'd be manure soon enough. The windless cloudy night unfolded on as Gallows lied in wait, he wasn't the only one
Gallows watched the scuffle on the train platform with a causal air, he was one with strong feelings on justice an fair fights. You could shove em up his ass for all he cared about. The young buck deer would likely survive the beating, It would be a learning experience.
Of course Gallows wouldn't let that experience help the deer later. Sanderson had a date with his belly after all. The two wolves played the wolf pack quite well for a twosome, one dodged the other struck. Gallows winced at a shot to the kidney, watching Sanderson stumble back in pain.
The wolves didn't have street experience though. They fought like every amature boxer tried to.. haymakers, long slow wasteful strikes.. The would be eaten alive by any fighter who knew the basics. In his mind gallows chalked up one of them getting killed in a knife fight before they got to a proper middle age.
Gallows took out the cell phone and brought up Sanderson's picture again, smiling softly, Fellow had a nice smile, probably wouldn't be so pretty tommorow. The otter's eyes watched the bigger of the two wolves apply heavy dose of blackeye to Sanderson. Dropping him to his knees. Grabbing him by the scruff of the parka.. The buck kicked out, hitting the wolf's kneecap with the hard hoof, getting a satisfying yowl while he tried to fight his way up, swinging his antlers at the smaller wolf..
Gallows winced, making a soft "awww" under his breath, the larger wolf snapped his jaws around the bucks legs, The otter mumbled to himself "Decent instincts, but won't get to much more past puberty. He watched the other wolf wrench the antlers, kicking the bucks face with heavy boots, stomping on him on the ground and the platform. Gallows nodded, Ruthlessness.. at least they had that. He nodded slightly as one antler was snapped off and the wolf howled 'Fag prey, lets make you look like a proper girl."Gallows muffled a laugh.. He himself couldn't care less about whether someone was a homophobe, homo, or whatever, it gave the world spice in his mind.
Sanderson was tearing, then got another knee in the cheek they had him pinned down rather well, tearing off his clothing "Faggot don't get clothing, don;t you know that" Gallows rolled his eyes some and muttered to himself, closing the phone and slipping it back into his pocket, shaking his head. The stag lifted his head and BIT the wolfs hand as it was going for his throat, bitting it hard. Causing a yowl. The stag got to his knees, elbowed and got to one leg, flipping the bit wolf over his shoulder onto the ground. He was about to turn around only to get a pipe to the head.. sending him sprawling, a few teeth sailing away and landing with a sick thump.. the wolf was panting, smiling broadly, holding the pipe in one hand "Fucking fag" He said to his companion as both wolves got to there feet, added a few kicks to the down Sanderson..
Gallows shrugged his shoulders and was about to approach when he saw the wolf lift up Sanderson by the stump of the antler with a wicked grin "Fucking fags going to catch the 6:17" and tossed him onto the train tracks..Sanderson got up quickly, realizing the danger, he tried to climb up only to get his hand stomped on by both wolves.. "Gallows took out the cell phone again.."_6:10_Gallows cursed deeply under his breath
Gallows had a brutish past, he accepted it in others, he wouldn't have hurt the wolves, maybe just share a drink with them before following up on his dinner engagements, heck they'd probably get off watching him eat a buck. Unfortunately, now they were going to destroy his meal in a fit of pure vindictive malice, that just wouldn't do.... Gallows moved from the shadows, his agile mind reseting his plans. "So you like beating people up" he said in a low ravenous voice.. "The wolf turned " What.. another Faggg.. "And got a short compact but devastating punch between the eyes, forcing him back against the station wall. Gallows followed up instantly.
Gallows combat style wasn't flashy, Like a heavyweight boxer against someone who had just watched movies. Moreso he knew how to fight from a place where haymaker ended up with a broken arm..he got in close and slammed his knuckles against the wolf like a jackhammer, strong well timed blows thumping in with a surgeons precision, working over his foe in a methodical fashion, ducking and weaving even though there was no counter. "Don't you boys know " He added a knee to the wolf's groin and added a downward punch that drove the wolves muzzle into his skull "How to fight." He Drove the wolf to whimpering body bouncing against the stone wall only to rebound into a strong right arm.. then quick left. "Come on boy... whats wrong... nothing to say now" Gallows grunted ferally
It is often said that masters at fighting have eyes in the back of there head, this is of course ludicrous, what is true though is there senses are so adept, they can almost hear the heartbeats, feel the change in the air, and smell the slight way a persons personal scent changes.. so when the other wolf was slowly creeping up behind him Gallows educated him on this fact with a quick back elbow to the chin. He whirled around like a dervish, adding a headbutt, a tight jab, and a quick uppercut to the wolf's chin before going back to his initial target. He lifted the wolf up by his mane, smiled into his eyes and exhaled over him a moment, letting him look into the otters jaws one moment before. Gallows knee hit him right in the family jewels, forcing the wolves eyes to roll and his body to go limp. The otter dropped him to the ground and turned around, flipping his cell phone, 6:13, he heard Sanderson whimper, to injured to climb up.
The other wolf was starting to get up holding his hands up in mercy.. another strange concept to gallows, a foot slammed down on the wolfs head Gallows grabbed the tail and swing the wolf throwing him against the paper machine. Gallows followed up with a barrage of short powerful punches before pulling his pants down and gagging him with his own underwear and sealing the deal with a punch right between the eyes, and it went to sleep.
"That's that" Gallows chuckled to himself. He started to stretch a bit, now where was I, oh yes.. He looked down at the train tracks.. His eyes soon came upon the soulful eyes of the deer.. he rolled his own, adapt and change.. thats how life was, he guessed it wouldn't hurt to save the buck. It'd be less of a mess, and no one would be reporting the act of mercy afterall..Still there was something in him that gave him second thoughts.. All that being said he got to his knees and extended an arm down. Watching with a ravenous gaze that went right through the bucks grateful clench of his wrist.
"Gallows!" Sanderson said happily. Getting pulled up in one easy motion...ten seconds later the train broke all
laws of nature and rumbled through two minutes early.. Sanderon nearly fainted
"Fuck.. Wasn't a minute too soon huh "Gallows said as he watched the train fade into the distance: "he let his eyes rove down, the Deer was clinging to him, he rolled his eyes and threw his head back, but said nothing, Sanderson was breathing heavily, Gallows was waiting for some sorta thank you, or the like but none was coming so Gallows continued on, his voice holding a tinge of boredom in it "Fruits gotta be prepared to take care of themselves" He said sternly, looking down. Then to the comatose wolves " Deadly pranks, they'd grow outa it eventually" he said to himself almost.
"But but" Sanderson said, finally letting go of Gallows and looking up, starting to get himself together "Sorry Gallows, I.. I was scared..."His eyes finally took in the otter body... Gallows was expect a "Gosh" or something sweet like that. He was content with "Your built" Sanderson patted himself down, his parka was in ruins, his pants had been badly torn too.. his underpants poking lewdly though the holes,. The otter licked his lips. "I just" He started.. Gallows rolled his eyes obviously .
"Yeah, Your all alone, think there is no one in the world who understands you." Gallows said with a hint of coldness "Never told your parents, mortified about anyone finding out so you go find some decent looking fellow to experiment with.." Gallows said, staring down at the slightly shivering deer. "Probally didn't think any sorta predators would "KNOW" you were a target."
Sanderson stared at him, a bit.."Why do you use my last name...I called you by your first..."A flash of suspicion ran across the bucks face.. Gallows smiled back broadly. "What?"
"Look", Gallows paused a bit, He had hated to get on a first name basis with his casual meals, it just made the pleading a little more annoying, he preferred to keep it professional, less emotional. He rather admired the cervines quick pickup on the fact though. "It makes things harder on me if things don't work out." He said cooly, mind thinking fast. "I'll explain everything soon enough, but not here okay." Sanderson stared into his eyes, and into the carefully crafted otter persona gallows wore within..and nodded..
"My Keys!" Sanderson suddenly screamed and was about to leap back on the train tracks. Gallows hadn't let go of his hand and dragged him back. "I lost them when those two threw me down... They must be on the ground there..." Gallows eyes looked over the dark tracks "Let me go, I'll get em.. or else.. or else I can't get home.. I can't get back into the dorms.. I don't even have my ID.. my wallet is down there.."
Gallows took his other hand and slapped Sanderson hard enough to make his head ring "Fuck, don't you know how lucky you were. You coulda been FRIED down there last time, don't you know how train tracks work.. there is enough juice going there to light you up like a firework. Its too fucking dark to even see anything and you wanna just go jumping down there "Gallows dragged the buck away from the tracks edge " I am going to let you go.. and if you say one word about those things I will.."Gallows paused a second, kill you himself didn't seem appropriate. "I'll beat some sense into you, he pointed at the two slowly coming around wolves. "And i'm not some prick who just got ideas from a movie. I know how to FIGHT. Now can you drive?" The buck nodded slowly "Good, then lets get outa here," He handed Sanderson his keys, the buck clenched them. Gallows nodded.. Holding something made people feel better..." Gallows turned to the wolves, putting a finger on each ones neck"My rides the Buick down by the ticket office, don't laugh, its a loaner, my last car got totaled." Gallows said..
"Aren't you coming" Sanderson said nervously.
"I"ll be right there, I gotta call the paramedics, these two aren't in good shape, they need help.. I call, we leave, scum gets more than they would have done for you, but its the humane thing to do.." Gallows spoke with such an authoritative aid that Sanderson never thought of questioning, watching the otter flip open a cell phone before carefully going down the stairs and out of sight..
"Gallows turned to the wolves, both sets of eyes were blurringly looking at him, watching his hand on the phone, showing confusion when he closed it right up again... Gallows stared down at them with a deep predatory smile "I was wrong, I thought one of you'd die in a knife fight... but you two are going to take his place in my belly tonight... " He heard the wolves start to gabble and squirm, but the big otter never listened to prey, his voice soft, almost whispering " You could have been in his place.. if you had done anything right tonight.. if you had shown me anything worth keeping alive..but no.. your just thugs, incompetent, dumb, pricks of thugs... your roll in life is nothing more than to be protein for your betters...."The moon came out from the clouds long enough to shine of Gallows jaws, glistening in his drool... the Otter fell on them.
The idea that the world was divided into the hunter and the hunted was an old one, and while it had some merits it was far from the truth, because there were things above the hunter, those that hunted the hunter, Who got a special joy in devouring the hunter body and spirit. He was that, he was the fear that even the hunters had of being on the receiving end one day..Gallows was a huntmaster. As Gallows finished up his meal it gave a few whimpers and kicks from deep inside. A slow fingering of the canines head as the last attention he payed,felling his stomach clench, he got to his feet again and stretched, inhaling the air.. his gut tightly compacted the wolves, but they still were bulky, sagging over his middle, he didn't bother to hide it. It wouldn't matter soon enough..
Sanderson boggled, having been sitting in the drivers seat of the Buick. His fingers struggling with the keys as he saw gallows come out, the gut leaving little to the imagination.. The Deer bent over and tried to pick up the keys he had dropped, his head shaking back and forth. This couldn't be happening, this is impossible. He jumped in his seat when gallows sat on the hood, smiling down at him.. Sanderson shivered and shook his head..Gallows beckoned him with a finger.. Shaking his head again.. Galllows nodded and smiled...Sanderson trembled and got out of the car, not making direct eye contact, skirting around the otter before sitting on the other side of him..Gallows hand patting the place to sit.. Sanderson didn't say a word. Some things were all to obvious, he was hear to listen.
"Sanderson, I'll give you the choice, either you forsake what you were, and learn the real rules, or you may live on as though I never met you here tonight..."Gallows smiled soflty "I'll even give you a 10 hour head start, cause I need to digest these wolves..'
"Wait.. but." Sanderson started "You said if you never met me here tonight.. but you were..?" his voice died
"Yes.. I was going to rape you, I was going to make you my meal.. You asked me why I don't use your first name... Its simple.. I don't like to get personal with the food." Sanderson was speechless. "Yes, I would open wide and eat you, squirming and kicking, digesting you alive and then give a hearty belch "Gallows burped "And tomorrow morning making a deposit in the Y's toilet, or someplace similar" Gallows breathed heavily, staring at Sanderson, waiting for a reaction. He got none.. Gallows waited.. it would come eventually.
"Why?"
"Honesty?" Gallows asked
"Yeah"
"Your lucky, I got fed so i'm feeling amiable...and that means you have these moments to make me stay that way, negotiating your way outa my belly is much harder as the doggies found out." Gallows said. Sliding his hand over to Sanderson's crotch, leering "So..."
"Can I think about it?"
"No"
"But"
"No"
"What are the real rules "He said, almost in a whimper.
"Is that a yes"Gallows said.
"You'd never just forget...
"You saw me, I saw you, I haven't dined on venison in to long. Frankly..Sanderson.. your mine either way."
"Yes."
"Good.. now Blitzen
Blitzen?
"Its your name now, Welcome to life, it is what you make of it. And for starters.. get outa those shorts...fag.." Gallows chuckled grimly.. a good meal deserves some.. action... thats rule one..