{"sf1_id":464825,"sf2_id":"nLr47N3e","title":"Wim of Bastet","author":"VioletTiger","words":603,"posted_at":"2012-11-21T06:17:00.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Blood","Cat","Death","Feline","Gore","Male","Other","Prey","Vampire","bar","hunter","monsters"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/464825-wim-of-bastet","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nLr47N3e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/56/08/56088ee4-828f-4baf-a35b-a255af8092ba","description":"#2 of Concept pieces\n\nJust finished watching Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter and got inspired.\nI may pick this back up in the future.\nThe character of this story is named Destatis. He is the arm of Bastet, Egyptian cat goddess. He was chosen by her to combat the creatures her rival gods created to mar her existence. He has since then became his very own version of a monster hunter.","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Hungry eyes stared through a window on a neon lit street.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Tendrils of lust crawling through an unquinchibly thirsty   \n  \nthroat.\u0026nbsp; A demon's look whispered through the features of the   \n  \ncreature as it watched a tall clean cut male walking towards a   \n  \nback exit. It had chosen its prey. Silent as the night itself,   \n  \nthe vampire leapt onto the wall and climbed to the top. It   \n  \nlistened for the tell tell sign of the door opening and then sped   \n  \ntowards the sound, damp grey trench coat fluttering behind like   \n  \nleaves caught in a desolate breeze.\u0026nbsp; Peering around the corner of   \n  \nthe wall, it watched as the human walked out of the door.\u0026nbsp; The   \n  \ndoor's hydraulic hinge slowly swung it closed with a heavy thud   \n  \nand a click.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;The male was wearing dark clothes, the sent of previously   \n  \nbeing dry-cleaned still lingered under the scent of the bar. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThis prey had dark silver hair, a hue that was almost a lightning   \n  \nblue.\u0026nbsp; The human looked from side to side and stopped, a smile   \n  \nplaying across its acid etched steely features. \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;This prey was strange, smelled unlike other humans. The\n\n\u0026nbsp;hellspawn hadnt eaten in many months though, its caution was   \n  \nthrown to the wind in its thirst.\u0026nbsp; As the human began moving   \n  \ntowards the darker side of the street, its hunter launched itself   \n  \nto a closer building and crawled along the wall in pursuit.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;The razor sharp human turned and walked down a lightless   \n  \nallyway. With seeming purpose it made its way through, stopping   \n  \nat the dead end and humming. The vampire felt confident, its prey   \n  \nhad trapped itself for the monster.\u0026nbsp; It fell and landed behind   \n  \nthe human without a sound.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"You know...\u0026nbsp; It is usually wise to hunt the weak...\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;The vampire blinked in suprise. How had its prey known he   \n  \nwas there.\u0026nbsp; He had done nothing to give himself away.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Then again...\u0026nbsp; Experience does not come as readily as it   \n  \nused to.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;The human turned its head and looked back, winking. Then,   \n  \nfaster than the vampire could believe possible, even for its own   \n  \nkind, the human changed shape. Shimmering silver tipped ears   \n  \nappeared from the top of its head, a feline muzzle replaced its   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;mouth and nose. Midnight black fur spread in a ripple across its   \n  \nbody from between its eyes. A long powerful tail wrapped around   \n  \nthe vampires waist and slammed it into the wall like a piece of   \n  \npaper.\u0026nbsp; The demon felt a couple of its ribs crack and then   \n  \ncrunch.\u0026nbsp; Its head slammed back, crumbling the bricks behind to   \n  \ndust.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;Claws wrapped purposefully around the vampires throat and   \n  \npierced the skin there. This creature was not the least bit   \n  \ninterested in gentality. \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"What are yo..u...\u0026nbsp; ARRGGGHHHHH!!!!\" the vampire screamed   \n  \nas the creatures other hand sent five razor sharp claws   \n  \nplummetting into its shoulder. It groaned as it stared into eyes   \n  \nthe color of seafoam swirling with an eary blackness.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Everyone has their nightmares...\u0026nbsp; You are a humans...\u0026nbsp; I   \n  \nam yours..\" the creature replied, tearing the vampire's head from   \n  \nits body and crushing it against the wall like a dried leaf,   \n  \nbrittle in winter's bitterness. The body burst into flames,   \n  \nfilling the allyway with an eary orange light.\u0026nbsp; The feline   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;creature's sillouhete faded as it left the allyway, cleaning its   \n  \nhands with a handkerchif. Its tail swung slowly back and forth   \n  \nlazily. As the flames flickered gently out, clouds passed   \n  \noverhead and rain began to fall slowly. The ashes of the vampires   \n  \nbody washed away into a ally drain, leaving no trace of what had   \n  \njust transpired.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Concept pieces","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/196960-letting-go-concept.json"}}