June 20, 2010; A Basement - Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf
He snarls as my blade strips away another layer of flesh. I admire the exposed muscles in his abdomen as they tense and struggle against his bonds. The flesh begins to heal, and coarse fur begins to grow in other places that have already knitted themselves over.
A fresh cut and he snaps his great teeth at me. He growls curses and his yellow eyes would burn holes in me if hatred could do such a thing. I drink it in like fine wine.
I think of what he told me not too long ago, when he still thought he could will me away. Of the Wolf that he says plagues him; the thing he fights to keep at bay. Ironic that this plague should force such a thing to manifest itself in his appearance. The thought of what his own reflection must do to him makes me smile. He says that I am Rebecca's Wolf, an ugly thing that crouches inside of her, fighting to be released from my cage. He's half right. She's become too adept at holding me at bay. But somewhere inside he knows that I and his Wolf are not beasts that can be beaten - we're too strong. Fighting me weakens Rebecca as fighting his monster weakens him. If he embraced it, it would be Rebecca left bloodied instead of him.
But he won't hurt her, and so he had to make a deal. An hour on my table for his precious Rebecca.
He comes close to losing control - I can see it in his raging eyes. What a wonder if I could hurt them both. If she could awaken to find that not only had she done this to him, but that he had lashed out at her. It would crack her last defense and bring me that much closer to winning entirely. And so I press at him, blade scraping bone and heated metal melting at flesh.
He collapses. The snarls lose their edge of fury and his body lies prone. Perhaps I pushed too far. Pity.
"Looks like you're all tuckered out, puppy."
"You...promised..." he rasps weakly.
Part of me had hoped he would forget. But no, it will be far too delicious when Rebecca sees what she has let me do to her boy.
"I suppose I did. It would be bad form when you upheld your end. Fine..."
But first, a parting gift. I plunge a heated spike into his chest and relish his final cry before letting go.
"...Benny?"
A fresh cut and he snaps his great teeth at me. He growls curses and his yellow eyes would burn holes in me if hatred could do such a thing. I drink it in like fine wine.
I think of what he told me not too long ago, when he still thought he could will me away. Of the Wolf that he says plagues him; the thing he fights to keep at bay. Ironic that this plague should force such a thing to manifest itself in his appearance. The thought of what his own reflection must do to him makes me smile. He says that I am Rebecca's Wolf, an ugly thing that crouches inside of her, fighting to be released from my cage. He's half right. She's become too adept at holding me at bay. But somewhere inside he knows that I and his Wolf are not beasts that can be beaten - we're too strong. Fighting me weakens Rebecca as fighting his monster weakens him. If he embraced it, it would be Rebecca left bloodied instead of him.
But he won't hurt her, and so he had to make a deal. An hour on my table for his precious Rebecca.
He comes close to losing control - I can see it in his raging eyes. What a wonder if I could hurt them both. If she could awaken to find that not only had she done this to him, but that he had lashed out at her. It would crack her last defense and bring me that much closer to winning entirely. And so I press at him, blade scraping bone and heated metal melting at flesh.
He collapses. The snarls lose their edge of fury and his body lies prone. Perhaps I pushed too far. Pity.
"Looks like you're all tuckered out, puppy."
"You...promised..." he rasps weakly.
Part of me had hoped he would forget. But no, it will be far too delicious when Rebecca sees what she has let me do to her boy.
"I suppose I did. It would be bad form when you upheld your end. Fine..."
But first, a parting gift. I plunge a heated spike into his chest and relish his final cry before letting go.
"...Benny?"