Let Slip the Hounds of War part 4.5
#6 of Let Slip the Hounds of War
So here's the part of the story I wrote but forgot to copy and paste my bad please reread and enjoy
HOLLY SHIT MY BAD! Hey everybody so I was rereading my stories to get in the frame of mind and I realized when I uploaded part IV I FORGOT THE LAST 15 PAGES! Which is actually a big part. So sorry for confusing everybody and not catching it earlier I'll make it up somehow. again my bad
Let Slip the Hounds of War Part 4.5
"Yea we're going a bar to meet a few friends who work here to congratulate us. Plus" she nuzzles back under my chin "I want to show you off."
"It's always about you isn't it?"
"Yup." We leave the hospital in Rachael's car heading towards the café we met her father at to a bar a few blocks north of that. When we find a parking space, Rachael looks at me with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry but there's something I should tell you. I haven't told anyone except for Natasha about you, and these are nice people but they are slow to trust beasts. Just please be patient with them, for me."
"For you yes I will, I'd do anything for you." She leans across and mashes her lips to mine, with a sense of longing.
"You really are too good for me, I could throw you to a pack of wolves and you'd still love me."
"Well I am a wolf." She slaps my chest playfully
"Ass"
We walk into the bar and it looked like a scene out of an old west movie. Everything stops, conversations, drinks, music, not a sound was heard, but all eyes were on me. Most likely because
I'm a beast
I'm a beast with a beautiful woman holding onto my hand
Rachael's grip tightens around my hand as she leads us towards a table in the back of the bar with a few medical looking people, and a familiar looking husky. A big guy in the back of the table gives a distrusting look at me, then looks at Rachael
"Who's the fur?"
"Everybody this is my boyfriend and newest co-worker Brick. Brick this is Turk, Carla, DJ, and Cox, and of course you know Natasha already." The big one stood up whom I now know as "Cox" probably six feet even, easy 200 pounds, gives me a look over then extends his hand
"Well if you're good enough for Rachael you earned a chance, but don't try anything beast. Because I will skin you and make a new coat." I shake his hand
"You always act like a dick around new people, or just beasts?"
"Oh no I'm an ass to everyone just ask Bambi there." Cox gestures over to Dj who looks hurt, but strangely ok with it.
"I'm DJ, not bambi...please don't eat me." Cox shakes his head
"Come on kid show some backbone to the newbie." Cox looks at me "That's you by the way, I give everybody cute little names, it changes based on what you do."
Damn this guy is sarcastic
He's a fucking cock
Amen
I sit down with Rachael and Natasha on my flanks. Carla leans over, she's short, really short, probably around 4'9 at best, she's a bit older than the rest of the group excluding Cox.
"Don't worry pup he's like that to everyone, you need anything at the hospital just let me know." Turk just sat there in an odd silence never looking away from me. A couple of drinks came over via waitress who's probably doing this as a career, one beer for everyone except DJ he had an Apple Tiny. Cox shook his head; I however didn't get a drink. Turk leans over
"You have to get yours at the bar, no one will serve a beast here." Except Natasha was served, Rachael gives me a 'please don't kill them' kind of look.
This is why we should hate humans, they hate us
They're fine with Natasha
'He' didn't have a comeback for once. Whatever I head over to the bar and once again everything stops, all eyes are on me as the bar tender just looks at me. "Sam Adams" I order. He reached down under the bar pulling up a brown bottle with Sam Adams plastered on the front. Instead of handing it to me however, he tries to swing it at my head; I was too quick for him though and caught it before it got close. I took my beer and walked back to the table; after I sat down I give Rachael a quick kiss. Mostly to remind myself why I didn't kill that ass. After the kiss I saw a bottle fly through the air heading right for me, I catch that with easy as well. Rachael looks up at me with worry in her eyes. I give her another reassuring kiss to her forehead before getting up. A second bottle came flying through the air this time at Rachael, in the blink of an eye I had caught the bottle and placed it on the table looking at the crowd before me.
"Ok, who the fuck keeps throwing bottles at her!?" The room is silent at first then a voice pipes up from the back
"Beasts ain't natural, you shouldn't touch a human the two of you should get the fuck out. The dog too" Rachael grabs onto my arm pulling me down to the chair
"Please just sit down Brick, I don't want to start a fight."
"Ok for you babe." As I sit a third beer comes hurdling towards us this time aimed right at Rachael's face. It's too close to catch it, I instead throw myself around Rachael to take the bottle for her. But it never hits me, I don't feel the bottle smash into my back, I look up to see Cox standing in front of us with a bottle in hand. He gives the crowd a strange look I can't really describe it.
"Now look I'm not a big fan of beasts. But don't pull him into a fight when he hasn't done anything. Then you throw things at the girl just because they kissed? Well remove my kidney and give it to an orphan, I'm going to kick your ass." The bartender speaks up now
"Yea beat my guy, and we'll leave your group leave no worries. But if yea can't well...then we're going to have fun with the bitch." Cox seems confident
"Bring 'em out" The bartender and the waitresses start chanting
"Sweet, Sweet, Sweet, Sweet!" With that, a large Polar Bear comes out from the basement and I know him all too well. His full name is Sweet Water Barbamque, he's the only beast with a better record than me. We never went toe to toe, but I think he knows of the Big Bad Wolf.
Cox is speechless, he didn't see that coming. I grab Rachael's hand and told her
"I'm going to take care of him, and then we'll go home and relax ok?"
"Do you have to fight; please you're not the same as before."
"Sorry 'Rachael I am still a boxer, nothing will change that, just know every punch I land is for you." I stand up patting Cox's shoulder letting him know "I got dis one." Once my shirt hits the floor, a group of people cleared out tables to form a makeshift ring for the fight. Sweet is at least 7'6, 350 pounds, he's a big boy. His jabs are fast, but his movement is slow, and he likes to use haymakers a lot.
Hey 'you' ready to spill some blood?
You're letting me out for the whole fight?
Yes, end it fast but be as brutal as you want.
'bout fucking time!
I let go, giving 'him' full control as my perception slips behind the translucent walls of my eyes, no control, no feeling, no senses. 'He' looks at his hands giving 'his' neck a loud crack, with a gentle chuckle exclaiming
"It feels good to be out again. Hey Yogi, we gonna fight or just sit and start at each other?"
As expected Sweet ran forward trying to land a wild smash, which was easily dodged as 'he' jukes to the left, the table Sweet hit split in two
Don't get hit with that
Noted
'He' launches at Sweet's back digging 'his' claws in as deep as they would go delivering five punches to Sweet's head before getting shaken loose.
I barely scratched him
Try his left knee he's favoring the right side.
Sweet charged at us, 'he' slides under Sweet's legs grabbing his knee as 'he' slid under bringing Sweet crashing down. A knife was thrown in the middle of the 'ring' by the chefs who came to watch the fight. Grabbing the blade Sweet is still on his chest. 'He' takes the knife and plunges it into the top of Sweet's back dragging it along his spine forming a tear in Sweet's skin, his white fur now painted in blood, spine visible through the wound.
As Sweet got up I could see his spine moving to support his weight, the others saw it too a few people threw up. Gaining his footing Sweet closed the distance between us and landed on hell of an upper cut on 'him.' Before 'he' could get up Sweet landed three punches to our body, two to the left arm, and one to the chest, Sweet backed off enticing the crowd into cheers.
Fuck my arm is defiantly broken
For sure?
Yea, it's useless
We need to end this quick
While walking around the ring Sweet accidentally kicked the knife towards us.
Hey remember when we beat that boar?
Yea why?
Do it again, it'll work
Sweet is five times bigger than that board
That's why it'll work
'He' got up using the beam to steady 'himself,'
"Hey Sweet!" 'He' calls "you going to start fighting or are we just going to dance?"
Sweet charged at us
Perfect
At the last second 'he' ducked out of the way and lodged the knife into Sweet's left wrist severing the tendon making the hand useless, 'he' then slipped around to sweet's right side jabbing the blade deep into Sweets eye before retracting the blade and burying it into his neck slicing the jugular in half. While Sweet recoiled he left his chest open for attack, 'he' took out 'his' claws and threw it deep into Sweet's chest. This time however 'his' hand did not grip the opponent's heart no, the hand moved past the ribs, bypassed the lungs, and grazed the heart reaching its ultimate goal: the spine. The fingers wrapped around Sweet's spine pushing forward to separate the spinal cord from the brain, and pelvis region, causing white vertebrate to show through the holes in Sweet's back. Once the spine was separated Sweet's now lifeless body twitched slightly then ceased moving. Slowly 'he' pulled out his prize through the hole in Sweet's chest: a pearly white line of vertebrate in a neat row that was once a spine. 'He' held the spine over his head like a prize before smashing it into the ground to make a statement, then I got control back. Rachael came running out to me, I quickly wrapped her in my arms, and she was in tears. The rest of the group comes over to help me. Cox threw down the money for the tab and we walked out of there without a word leaving the massive Polar Bear on the floor dead. When we got to the cars, Cox's gave me a small chuckle.
"Well newbie that was God damned impressive, I thought for sure we'd be consoling Rachael about her dead boyfriend, but son of a bitch you did it. Gruesome as hell might I add."
"Thanks Cox I guess. Hey can someone look at my left arm I banged it up pretty bad in the fight." Rachael let's go of me immediately an starts examining my shoulder
"You dislocated your shoulder, Cox, Turk, you two wanna pop it back in?" The two of them pushed until I felt my arm fall back into place. Rachael looks over at Natasha and asks if she could drive us home, since she walked she didn't mind. But something was off with Rachael, I could even hear an irregularity in her heart beat if I concentrated hard enough. The ride back Rachael sat in the front with Natasha the silence was deafening, something was eating her, I just don't know what. When we got inside the apartment, Rachael took Natasha to her room and locked the door so I couldn't get in.
They having nasty lesbian sex in there
No, something was eating her
Yea, Natasha
Stop it, something isn't right
Well then just wait by the door and listen I'll show you it's just lesbian sexy time
I sat by her door using my heightened hearing to listen in. I couldn't make out exact words but I could hear crying and muffled screams of what sounded like agony. It had been like that for close to two hours before the door opened revealing a blood shot Rachael and a worried looking Natasha.
"Rachael what's wrong?" Her eyes swell up and she runs back into the room leaving the door locked. Natasha looked at me as I slid down the wall in total defeat.
What's wrong with her?
"She's hurting." Natasha said looking at me, she motioned for me to follow her out to the balcony.
"Look Brick, she's hurting right now."
"Why? What's wrong?!"
"Well in short, both of you."
"What do you mean?"
"Look she loves you, the real you. But the other side of her loves all of you, including your other side." My ears lay back in shame
"You know about that?"
"Yea she told me."
"That's the problem?"
"In short she's afraid to lose you."
"I'd never leave her though."
"Well not like that, she's afraid either you'll die for her, or worse."
"What do you mean worse?"
"When your other side takes over forever."
What!?
What?
You've been trying to take me over?!
No, do I like getting free yes, but I don't want full control alone
Why not?
Because we're a team, you've saved us from death because you think I don't. If I wanted to I could've taken over years ago, but I didn't because I respect you too much. Without you, things are boring
Thank-you...I think
"You just talked to 'him' didn't you?"
"Yea, he told me he could've done it years ago but didn't, and won't. There was a part of me that always knew 'he' could've taken over a long time ago but I just kept lying to myself, and said 'he' would never be strong enough."
"That's what those dreams mean."
_ How'd she know about the dreams?_
"What dreams?"
"Those nightmares you've been having, Rachael told me. That was 'him' in your head telling you 'he' needs to get out soon."
"That's what it means?"
That actually makes sense, they went from Rachael killing us, to us fighting for her. It was when you started liking her.
Yea, I was trying to get you to leave but I'm glad you stayed, this is much more fun
"'He' confirmed it, I need to go talk to Rachael." I leave Natasha there looking very confused. Just as I get to her door my phone goes off, it's a text from and unknown number?
You killed one before I sent him after you congrats, so I let slip the next hound of war, 9 more to beat.
_ -Keith_
Shit this is not what Rachael needs right now. As I open the door, a blast of cold air hits me, which, is odd for her room. Then I see why
"RACHAEL NO DON'T DO IT!"
End of Part IV
Wow that took way longer than I expected, but I think it came out well. Thank-you for reading this long story, and for reading my other parts (if you haven't you may want to the rest will make sense). Please feel free to leave feedback both positive, and negative, from liking how certain scene went, to work on grammar here, or even why do all the fights end in over kill. I take it all, thank-you all again for reading and staying with me you all kick ass. (And yes Part V will have a three way I just wrote it today!!)