Steal Head: Chapter 16 – Clever Monkeys

Ya Yiwama reached deep into the pygmy mind of his new Herald and smiled as the monkey crumpled to the floor at his feet. He saw the darkness this one carried inside rapidly overtaking spread; soon he’d make a worthy servant.

A sudden psychic spike screamed out a warning . He spun just in time to see three green-skinned dog-monkeys burst out of the water behind him. At almost the same time an explosion thudded dully through his lair and a perfect circle of the wooden roof fell in, narrowly missing his catatonic Herald. As the green filth leapt at him, tearing with teeth and claw and slicing with sword and dagger, he saw a winged monkey born of the stars and another crafted from metal and powered by sorcery fall from the hole and land next to the Herald. The metal one grabbed his servant-to-be and a ball of lightning erupted: when it vanished so had they.

Ya Yiwama roared in fury and lunged at the one with wings, only to be pulled back by the green dogs yelping and snapping at his heels. He turned and swiped them off, sending them crashing and tumbling off the walls, each of them holding on to their head-wear and barking back insults and taunts as though they felt no fear of him. He spun back to grab the monkey with wings when another lighting bolt flashed in front of him and he crashed headlong into the metal body of the monkey who had dared to take his Herald.

His rage knew no bounds as he felt his hands close around her cold, hard body…

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To be continued…

Links to other blogs and stories:
1) Qlioppthic’s rescue can be read here.
2) All my “Steal Head” posts can be read on my blog here and on the Steelhead Ning here.
3) The latest “Steal Head” Story So Far recap can be found here.
4) All my “Mutations” posts can be read here.

 

Steal Head: Chapter 12 – The New Herald…

The monkeys had grown clever. Clever and dangerous. They had new things, things not given to fear. Things of china powered by the dust of creation flew through the skies. Dog-men bred for war ran through the streets. Metal machines clanked and splashed above and beneath the waves. All were looking for Him, all protecting His prey. He was still weak, still consolidating. He had to hide and swim as His terrible hunger drove Him on. He would fight them all! He would kill them all! He would not be denied! He… He was not what He once had been. The fall had been far. He was hungry and to eat He found He had to adopt a level of caution He despised.

Until, as if sensing His desperation, the capricious whim of the Universe turned in His favour.

From the moment He saw the monkey He knew His Herald was found. The old Herald had been unsuitable from the start and now hovered on the brink of death. This one was different. The fear coursing through its veins and the scent of its soul had nearly sent Him into a feeding frenzy but the black emptiness inside it spoke to Him. He halted and stared into the weakling monkey at the thick tar of its self-hatred that had crept out to inhabit every part of its pathetic little body. The monkey was all but lost and would soon rejoice to be His Herald.

Cries of alarm! The dog-men were coming and there was no time to loose. He swept the monkey from its feet and dove into the water. His new lair was nearby and there His new Herald would learn to serve Him…

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To be continued…

Links to other blogs and stories:
1) All Dr Beck’s Journal Entries can be read here.
2) All my “Steal Head” posts can be read on my blog here and on the Steelhead Ning here.
3) The latest “Steal Head” Story So Far recap can be found here.
4) All my “Mutations” posts can be read here.