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Hunter's Moon

Chapter Five - Repercussions

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

13th June, 2019

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Shrieking in agony and fear, the young Doe was subjected to terrible rape and abuse, her father torturing her as he forced himself upon her again and again over many hours. When he finally finished, she was broken, sobbing helplessly and blood and semen dribbled from her violated labia and anus.

With a grunt, he stormed back upstairs and both the Doe and Palenore heard the slam of the hatch, then the deadbolt being thrown.

Choking, the doe trashed and struggled, but the restraints were too tight and too well secured, eventually, blessedly, according to Palenore, her struggles weakened and she was dragged into the sweet mercy of unconsciousness.

*

Hours later, she awoke, her body filled with terrible pain and cramps - for her posture was unnatural for a doe to lay in, and tears flowed from her eyes and dribbled into her ears.

"That...bastard - " She whimpered. "I'm his daughter - how could - he do this..."

Palenore remained silent, cowering in fear, knowing how fast this doe's mood could change from calm and even loving - into a ferocious, feral beast.

"I...I'm going to kill him...I'm - "

She struggled again, then blinked as her torn fur had bled around the restraints, and she bit her lower lip, the cries of anguish as she tugged and strained were terrible to behold, until at first one, then another, clatter come, as the restraints fell onto the table. Still not free, not by a long way, she kicked her hind legs, making the blood run again.

With a cry of agony, she twisted first one hind leg free, then the other, and finally - she rolled over and collapsed onto the floor, gagging and sobbing piteously, it even made Palenore's heart hurt - to see this frightened, broken creature.

"Please.." Palenore pleaded, at his wits end, lost, confused and praying, somewhere, in this carnivorous doe's mind - there was the slightest shred of decency and light.

Struggling to her hooves, the doe collapsed again, landing with a sickening splat, before she retched and vomited, her eyes half closed as she gasped for breath.

"I...can help you, please?"

"You're...a plaything, when father is bored with you - you will die, horribly if you're lucky...slowly, if you annoy him."

Palenore pleaded again, his heart in his throat, as he looked at the doe, the deep wounds, the blood that oozed down her torn and savaged ankles, puddling beneath her.

"He doesn't care for you - he - he raped you, tortured you...what sort of father would do that to their child?"

"I deserved it, for breeding to a lowly human - " Come the low, menacing growl.

"No, you didn't!" Palen snapped, his anger suddenly rising like a geyser from deep inside him. "You're not like him, you're not some cruel, savage...

Rising, the Doe stumbled, before she got her hooves under him, then snarled as she kicked him hard in the chest, then stood over him, her saliva dripping from her muzzle and the faintest of fangs showing as her lips curled back.

"What do you know of anything? You're food - I've half a mind - "

"If you let me go - together - we could make your wish true. I sense it in you! You want to be free of his merciless cruelty, you want a life free from fear and punishment. A life with someone you love and who loves you..."

"What do you know of love? What makes you think you can see inside my mind, and play with my heart like it was - " Looking around, she flicked her eyes over the debris and abandoned camping equipment from their previous victims. "We've been hunting and killing for over a decade...never have we had it so good -"

"In time, people will come for you! I know they will, you can not run and hide forever - Hunter's are coming, you know it - I'm not talking about people like me - but specialist's - people who hunt your kind and..."

A cloven hoof smashed down mere millimetres from his left ear, as she snarled at him in rage and fear.

"Shut up!" Screamed the doe, as tears started welling in her eyes.

"Why? Because I'm getting to you? Because you know I'm telling you the truth? How many of your kind are out there? I suspect, you're the last - the last of a dying species..."

Again, that cloven hoof slammed down, as the creature stared down at him, before it shuddered from ears to tail and stepped back, flinching away as tears streaked down her muzzle and she dropped to her knees, sobbing heart-brokenly.

"You're...right - " She sobbed.

Palen rose, his manacles and chains clinking, as he timidly approached her, then knelt down and lightly placed a hand on her shoulder. She flinched and snapped at him, her jaws missing his arm by millimetres, but Palenore remained resolute, as he stroked her neck and whispered soothingly to her, trying to calm her before she turned on him.

"I can help you, please..."

*

Undergoing a forced change is painful, especially when you're already weak, hurting and have been cruelly mistreated and abused - but the doe forced the change, biting her lip as her body crackled, twisted and reformed. Palenore watched and listened, sickened by the transformation, but finally, she rose in her half animal, half human form.

Staring at him, she pondered, before walking over to the wall and taking a moment - the conflict in her mind written in her body posture and back swept wears, before she resolved the conflict and took a set of keys off the wall. Turning back to Palenore, she stayed out of reach, then glared at him, her muzzle curling back and the sharp, white canines showed visibly.

"You try to hurt me - or run - well, you won't get far...I promise you -that! - "

"I...promise - " Palenore whispered, as he knelt and held his manacled hands up to her.

Watching him, the doe stepped forwards, then gripped his wrists, twisting them into a arm lock, before she unbuckled the manacles and let them fall to the floor with a clank. Next, she undone the leg irons and backed away - watching him for any foolish movements.

"Thank you - " Palenore whispered, as he rubbed his aching wrists and legs.

"Now what?" Snapped the doe, her irritation rising. "What's your grand plan, well?"

"I saw something - I'm _hoping_its what I think it is...if it is, its our best chance...if not - your kind aren't vulnerable to say, bullets and such, are you?"

With a snort and an ear flick, the doe stared at him.

"No, I didn't think so...you're, in a way, like a werewolf..."

Without warning, the doe's paw shot out, gripping Palenore by the throat and slamming him against the wall, then lifting him one-pawed off the floor, as she leaned close and snarled at him.

"We're nothing like a werewolf!"

Gasping, Palenore clawed at her wrist, before she snorted and dropped him, letting him fall to the floor where he lay gasping and choking.

"I'm...sorry - I didn't know..."

Disgusted, the doe went and sat on the stairs, watching Palenore - and guarding the staircase, in case he tried to run - not that he'd get past her...

Palenore crawled over to the luggage and other discards from their previous victims, before he began unzipping bags and suitcases, muttering to himself before, near the bottom, purely by chance, he discovered what he was looking for. Picking it up, he looked at it, before he nodded.

"Silver..."

"Keep that away from me!" Shrieked the doe, as she rose and began shaking.

"So...you are_afraid of something...this might work, _might..."

Palenore kept his distance, as he rummaged around, eventually finding a small hammer in some mountaineering equipment. He broke several links off the chain, then pondered for a moment, before he walked over to the table and began pounding the chain with the hammer.

Back against the furthest wall, the doe watched, confused and bewildered, before she blinked then snatched up a old rag and hurriedly tied it around her nose and muzzle.

Palenore kept pounding the silver, until it was a fine particulate and dust, before he scooped what little he had into a velvet bag.

"What...you keep that away from me, you hear me?" Moaned the doe, holding her paws out in a warding gesture at Palenore.

"I don't intend to let this anywhere near you- if I'm right, and your actions show I am..."

Her ears flicked, before she swallowed, eyes widening as there come the thud of the deadbolt sliding back, then the creak of the trapdoor being opened. Heavy footfalls echoed into the cellar, before Palenore hurriedly emptied the content of the pouch into his right palm, before squeezing it tightly, and tucking himself in behind the stairs.

"I've come for round two, you slut of a whitetail whore, I'm going to skin you alive and - "

"Hey, ass-hole!" Palenore shrieked.

Spinning around, the half-human, half-stag turned and stared, open muzzled, before Palenore leapt at him, throwing the silver powder into the creatures face. Instantly, the beast screamed, backing away and clawing at his muzzle and eyes, before blood first spotted the muzzle, before he screamed again, his sharp hooflets gouging at the fur and flesh. A sickening smell of roasting skin and flesh arose, as he thrashed wildly, his screams turning to choking gurgles before he coughed up blood.

"Die you fucking bastard!" Shrieked the doe, producing a long knife and stabbing her father again and again in the back, her feral-like rage frightening to behold.

Shrieking, in agony, the stag-man stumbled and crashed into things, his eyes now bloodied sockets, as he slammed his paws against them, more blood oozing down his muzzle and spattering on the floor as he choked and stumbled.

It wasn't quick, not by a long way - as the deadly silver melted away parts of the stag-man's muzzle, forehead and even his ears - another part having filled his nostrils and down his throat and into his lungs.

Watching on, the doe was impassive, her father reaching out an imploring paw towards her cloven left hoof, as if begging for solace or rescue - but it was too little, too late.

With a snarl, she pulled her father's head back by the antlers, then slashed his throat and let it drop, watching the last life blood bubble and pool around the stag's head.

He choked, drowning in his own blood, as his body tilted forwards, then fell with a wet slap, the body gave a final convulsion, then shuddered and lay still...

*

Five Year Later...

Two deer lay together on their sides, on the banks of a slow flowing creek, shaded from the sun by high overhead branches. Birds fluttered and sang overhead, as the doe twisted her head about, licking her stag on the cheek. He squealed in cervine pleasure and happiness, a smile curling his lips.

They lay, with him sheathed inside her warm, willing folds, his foreleg over her shoulder in a hug, as she sighed in delight, savouring their lovemaking.

"Do you ever miss your former life?" Asked the doe softly, then she grunted as the Stag twitched his hips, pushing himself deeper inside her and getting more comfortable.

"No..." Spoke the stag, as he nibbled her ear lovingly, then licked along the outside of one edge, then up the other.

"Palenore - I'm - sorry for what..." She sighed, a single tear dripping down her muzzle.

"Cassiopeia, my love..." Palenore spoke, as he nuzzled her adoringly.

"What is it my dear, sweet, gentle stag?"

Gesturing with his head, Cassiopeia looked at the far mountains, where the sun set in a beautiful riot of colours, greys, oranges and yellows.

"It's...beautiful..."

"Yes...it is..."

END