To Rhial

2

Desmond

I could have laid there forever, letting the gentle sunlight warm me in peace. Grass softly brushed against my arm while the breeze whisked the scent of damp earth and evergreens into my nose. I gently rubbed my eyes and straightened my back. When I opened my eyes, I saw the bright overhead sun and a shadowed shape next to me. A massive shape. A creature double my size with massive teeth and a massive pale green body was menacingly hulking over me.

"HOLY SHIT!"

I rolled to my feet, away from the thing trying to kill me. It bounded forward, closing the distance in a single step. The creature crossed his arms as a deep belly laugh erupted from his mouth, and he decreed in his low gravelly voice, "What is wrong, puny human? Are you scared of the mountain crusher?!"

I screamed out in fear as one of his massive hands wrenched my arm and pulled me into his locking grip. I punched and kicked at him, but all that did was make him yank me around. Adrenaline raced through me. My head swelled in shock and no openings for escape were present. I started beating at his arm with my free hand until his hold locked it upward. The creature pulled me in to crush me or eat me, I didn't know. Its warm hungry breath berated my face as it bellowed out its words. I couldn't even form a response through my whimpering gasps.

"I asked if you are scared, Human!" A horrific ear to ear smile stretched across its face as it opened its rancid, salivating mouth.

What a load of shit! Where am I?! What the fuck is going on?! This monster is trying to murder me and I can't do anything about it! I AIN'T DYING YET MOTHERFUCKER!

I braced my body to try and resist the crushing hold it had, but that was a long shot. I was as good as dead if I couldn't do anything, but then I felt something. His dick was right in front of my knee. I swung my leg back, desperate for breath, and slammed my knee forward, right into the punching bag between his legs. The creature's grip broke and I stumbled backward, noticing some unflattering wetness in my pants.

He made me piss myself? He's as good as dead.

It screamed out like it was begging for forgiveness. "No! Wait! I'm-"

I didn't process anything it said. Adrenaline rampantly surged through my bloodstream too much to care.

I planted myself on top of the monster and started pounding away with my fists.

His pale green body was built like a strongman with plenty of muscle and a healthy layer of fat. Short jet black hair spiked out from the top of his slightly small, but tall ovular head with a seriously wide jaw. His smile relaxed into a casual grin, two oddly thin tusks poking out from his lower lip. He had no hair on the sides of his head and a cleft chin with patchy stubble. In fact, he only had stubble on his jawline and neck, none above his thin-lipped mouth. His irises were an unusual lemon color, but strangely gentle. They shone radiantly on his slightly bulbous large eyes.

My punches weren't doing much, so I wrapped around into a headlock.

"YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET ONE OVER ON ME YOU BIG GREEN FUCK?!"

Something was off.

How am I taking down a guy this big? Wait a sec, these aren't my hands. These aren't my clothes. What? How?

"AYOooOO! Desmond stop! That's Adam!" A panicked, yet oddly soothing voice called out from behind me.

I turned around and saw one of those Oregon Trail wagons, packed to the brim with crates. And then I saw someone step down from the wagon. Ten out of ten. Absolute hottie. She had one of those old timey loose white shirts with collar ties pulled tight by a belt around her waist and fitted tan pants. By God, the adrenaline rush had me absolutely struck stupid by her. I loosened my grip on the green dude tapping my arm, who was apparently Adam.

Holy tits.

"Take it easy on the new guy, wouldja?" She worriedly smirked, then hopped down from the wagon and strutted to me.

Holy shit, them's some real honkers.

"Get up newcomer. I'm Vetia the Vampire Hunter. Half vampire, half hunter." She reached down toward me and extended a hand to help pull me up. Everything about her then, reaching to me while the morning sun shone on her hair. I didn't know if it was the lightheadedness from the adrenaline or the confusion of not knowing where I was, or a combination of both. Either way, there was only one thought going through my head.

I stared up with a dumb, awestruck expression. "Woah mama."