Hell Beast

The Cave pt. II

I wake up with a bad headache. My head is resting on something warm and soft. I slowly open my eyes and realize I am on Liv's chest. She has her hands loosely wrapped around me, her eyes closed in a peaceful sleep. I smile and lay back down, enjoying her company.

Wait... Why am I cuddling Liv? What the hell happened last night?

I flash back to the events at the cave, the light magic and my strange high. I remember walking back with her, and faintly remember falling asleep with her. I still question myself, though it must be real.

I silently slip out of bed, as not to wake Liv. I can feel the need for blood rising in my throat. I sneak out the same way we had last night, setting off into the woods. As soon as I am out of the sight line, I allow myself to shift, baring my fangs.

I see a coyote up ahead. It prowls around the trees, searching for its breakfast. It's golden eyes fall upon me, and I smile at it. It begins to run at me, thinking I am the prey. It is wrong.

I lunge at it as it does the same. The coyote is stronger than I anticipate. It knocks me down, scratching my arm. This infuriates me, and I bite at its neck, making long gashes. It fights better than any animal I have yet faced, and cuts my arms and torso. I feel myself getting weaker, but once I taste blood, I am regenerated.

I find a burst of energy, overcoming the beast and drinking it's blood. I tear at it, destroying everything. After I am done, I decide to go back to the cave Liv had showed me.

As I walk back, I grab a squirrel and drain it, as I cannot seem to be satisfied. Once at the cave, I approach it slowly, dropping the squirrel. Now that I am aware, I can faintly hear the light magic humming off of it. I circle the cave, searching for anything strange. It just looks like a normal cave.

I reach my hand through the mouth, and feel the light magic tingle my skin. It doesn't hurt, now that I am in my true form. It almost feels like a relief. I step through, entering the cave.

The walls glisten with light. There are prehistoric like drawings on the walls. A few books are stacked in a corner. I had not noticed any of this last night. I attempt to shift back, but can not.

I then realize I have an insane craving for blood, far more than I have ever felt. I run out of the cave, and quickly hunt down a deer. I rip it to shreds, draining the creature. Power hums in my ears, like the electricity in the air before a storm. It is like the light magic is fueling me, and forcing me to become a Beast.

As I finish off the last drops of blood, I lie back in the grass. The morning light shines through the canopy of trees. I allow myself to stay in my true form, as the human form is beginning to become uncomfortable. I hear some leaves crunch, probably just a creature wandering about. I may go kill it once I get up.

I then hear a honey sweet voice that I know all too well cut through the crisp morning air.

"Cameron?"