After some serious considerations, I decided that I wanted to give a little more in the way of my writing, as well as, presenting even more of my world. To do this, I am going to post a small scene each week, with a soft cap of roughly 1000 words. My first scene for you is called The Climb. A story about why we should always be professional, and never make assumptions of our co-workers.
I hope you enjoy.
The Climb
Fredrick was sweating from the brisk pace Matt was setting. He was already regretting his choice to go hiking with him. Matt was a former Eagle Scout, and served six years in the military, though Fredrick couldn’t remember which branch he said he served, though the reality was he didn’t care to remember either. Matt was the loudmouthed, attention seeker, who always had a story that was “one better.” Nearly six feet tall, with muscles on his muscles, he was everything that Fredrick was not.
Fredrick had been overweight for nearly his entire adult life. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to lose weight, it came down to the fact that he really didn’t want to do the things that would assist him in losing weight. There was no use in sugar coating the issue, as he was likely to try to eat that too.
“How you doin’ there buddy?” Matt called out as he approached the top of the hill they were climbing. Fredrick gave him the thumbs up, sweat freely flowing into his eyes, as he squinted to look up.
Ever since Matt was hired, he had been getting on Fredrick about working out with him, and making suggestions to him about what he needed to do to get in shape. How he could see that he had a “good foundation” and wanted to help him get to his goal. He was fairly sure that was why he had mentioned that he like to go hiking. It wasn’t a lie; Fredrick would take walks in the woods all the time. Usually it was because he was really jonesing for meal, and didn’t want anyone to be watching him, but still, he regularly went walking in the woods.
He had thought that it would get Matt to back off, but instead he hounded him for a month until he agreed to go hiking with him. He should have guessed that Matt would set off to some high ground area that was five miles away from the nearest road. His stomach made a loud gurgle. Exertion always made him hungry. Despite the burning he felt in his legs and arms, he felt he could eat a horse once he finally managed to get to the top of this never-ending hill.
It took Fredrick another five minutes to reach the clearing. Once he took his first step onto flat ground, he nearly collapsed, putting his hands on his knees and panting in an attempt to catch his breath and cool himself off.
“There he is! I was startin’ to wonder if you were going to make, or if I would have to send out a search party.” Matt laughed loudly, smitten with his quick witt.
“Just give me a sec.” Fredrick managed to force out, squeezing his eyes shut as he arched his head backwards, pulling in a deep breath.
It took a few more deep breaths for Fredrick to not feel like he was going to pass out, but he managed to pull himself together and wiped the sweat out of his eyes. To his surprise he was graced with the vision of Matt, standing in the middle of the clearing, butt-ass naked.
“What. The. Fuck.” was all he could bring himself to say, as he continued to stare in utter amazement, before realizing that he was also staring at Matt’s junk and quickly looked away.
“What the hell are you doing Matt? I don’t know what kind of party you thought his was going to be, but you aren’t my type, so put your damn clothes back on.”
Matt continued to stand where he was, a giant smile on his face. “I should apologize to you.” He began to take a few steps towards Fredrick. “I kind of brought you here on false pretenses. Don’t get me wrong, I really wanted to get you out here, just it wasn’t for your health. You see, I like a heavily marbled meat, and ever since I met you, I just knew you would be delicious.”
Fredrick, took a half step back, into more of a defensive stance. That was when he noticed the changes to Matt. First his eyes turned a brilliant yellow. The hair on his body began to darken and grow in thicker. His entire body began to swell in size and bulk. Massive canines extended as his face elongated. Each of his nails grew thick black claws on his hand and feet, which were both being significantly stretched. A deep guttural growl escaped from him as he continued to move forward.
Fredrick couldn’t help but start laughing, causing Matt to stop, tipping his head slightly in confusion. Of all the reactions, casual laughter was not what he had been expecting out of his prey, in many ways it took the fun out of the kill. Fredrick’s laughter increased the longer he stared at Matt’s wolf form.
“I’m sorry. Truly, I am. You see, I was actually thought that you thought I would want to have sex with you.” Fredrick wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. “The fact that you only braught me here to kill me fills me with all kind of relief.”
Matt began to circle, not sure if Fredrick was mearly stalling, or if there was something he needed to worry about.
“No, this is so much better. You have no idea how hungry I have been. As a general rule, however, you shouldn’t target your co-workers. You could end up with their work load, and you would have no one to blame, but yourself.” Fredrick licked his lips, looking over Matt with a new appreciation.
Matt wasn’t going to wait any longer, on the off chance that Fredrick wasn’t bluffing, and was actually capable of defending himself. He leapt at his prey, aiming to rip his throat out before he could even react. It was at that moment that he caught a sent that was not there before. The distinct smell of a daemon.
Fredrick dropped his glamour ward and lashed his tongue out at Matt the moment his feet left the ground. It quickly snaked its way around him, spreading the thick sticky saliva over his fur. He saw the look of horror on Matt’s face as his jaw began to split open revealing the teeth and gullet that laid within his chest. Opening as wide as he could, he pulled Matt into his mouth. He could hear the breaking of bones, as Matt continued to thrash about. A moment later the thrashing stopped, as he felt the warm gooey insides burst against the roof of his mouth.
It had been a much longer walk than he would normally have gone for a meal, but getting such a big meal without even expecting one, that made it all worth it. Fredrick fished Matt’s wallet from the pants laying near a tree. Grabbing the cash out of it, he dropped it back on the ground.
“Now the long walk back. At least it is downhill.” Fredrick said, chipperly. ”I really hope I don’t end up with his work load, that would suck.”
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