Chapter 4 Back to the Sea

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Kalona couldn't sleep, her body felt hotter than normal as it shook and convulsed. Her eyes were wide as she gasped for air as though her air sacks couldn't hold enough, she had emptied her nutrition sack at least three times that should could recall and even then it had only been the acid contents that broke down the food she ate. The sun was high in the sky, she knew it was because it was shining through the thick fabric that made the roof of the big top tent she was being held captive in.

She stared up at it, her gaze unfocused her body sore and the bitter taste of bile clinging to her lips making them feel tacky and dry, but she refused to try and moisten them not wanting to have more of the acidic bile clinging to her tongue.

Her breath came out in little puffs and pants as she lay there, fingers slowly curling, uncurling, clenching at the hay beneath her as she heard something. Soft and far, like a fading echo in the caves near her hive, something so soothing and familiar.

Waves.

She was hearing the soft crashing of waves on the seashore. Just like the ones she would hear as the sun set and the first moon would start to rise as she lazily crawled out from the recuperacoon made from her own two hands. "HOme....gO hOme." echoed softly in her ears. It was her own voice. Had she spoken?

Closing her tired eyes the crashing waves grew louder, closer. Comforting and familiar. Then a voice, soft and caring not yet deepened with age. Her flushcrush, Eribus. He was out there in the water calling to her, she could almost see him, his triple moon shaped horns, thin wire glasses and shirt with the thin straps to keep it up. "Kalona! Come on!" he called out to her beyond the waves.

And she moved. She felt her body move and a small smile crossed her stained lips as her eyes lazily opened, panting breaths when she found herself on the sands of her home, wading slowly into the cool waters. Misting her warm head. "Eribus where are yOu?" She called out and found some difficulty moving her head but paid no mind.

Simply slept wrOng. What a terrible daymare Kalona thought as her body seemed to drift into the waters without effort of her muscles.

"I'm here." Eribus' voice whispered in her ear but it wasn't right. It was older, rougher as though rubbed raw. Gasping Kalona turned and found no one close to whisper.

This was wrong. Where did the shore go? The young troll had barely entered the waters and yet there was no land in sight. Taking quick breaths she looked down at the dark waters she was in, waters that were far from her home, and saw deep below her was Eribus staring up at her.

Without a second thought she plunged below the waters to reach him ignoring the pressure and tightness on her breathing sacks and gills. And to her shock the other troll started to swim away from her and further into the darkness, "Wait! DOn't leave me behind!" she cried out after him and was shocked when she saw the water around her face started to turn bright red. Candy red diluted by the waters. Opening her mouth to cry out again she found the blood was coming from her own mouth.

"ERIBUS! HELP ME!" she screamed in horror at the sight of more water turning reds and flashes of horrid purples, not soothing like the violet of her crush. Gasping for breath, she spun in place. Flashes of painted faces, massive hair, glowing eyes everywhere she looked. Her gills felt tight, like they wouldn't open made it feel like she was choking when she suddenly felt comforting arms wrap around her waist from behind.

"Shh calm down, I'm here now." It was him, the thin arms, and sweet smell. Her Erebus. It made her feel safe and protected as she turned in his hold burying her face in his shoulder, eyes closed tightly.

"Oh Erebus, yOu wOn't believe the horrors I dreamt." She whispered too fearful to open her eyes and see the water stained with her blood color.

"There's no need to be afraid now little one." He whispered petting her head. "We've got you now and you'll only have to worry about one thing," His voice grew thin and his grip tightened, her breath grew shorter and tight when she felt his hands start to try and force their way under her skirts in search of her nook and something hard pressing into her hip, "My bulge in your tight nook."

Eyes flying open the face she saw was a twisted version of her flushcrush. A grin too wide for his young face stretched his features, his eyes an endless black and crying blood.

Screaming, Kalona found herself shoving him, and his prying hands, away the best she could. And was suddenly choking on the water she once found so familiar as she was falling. The water turning to stars and space. And all at once, hard cold ground making her cry out in pain.

Stars danced in her eyes as everything came into focus. She was still in the Big Top Castel but no longer in her cage, her body ached and the space just beneath her bone sheath felt slick and wet. Hot tears were streaming down her face as embarrassment colored her cheeks when the only conclusion she could reach was she had wet herself.

Before she could think further three figures finally registered in her field of vision, one was on his hands and knees, quaking in his boots begging for something and saying it wasn't his idea. The other was hovering two feet off the ground, gasping and gripping at the hand around his neck as his bulge quickly retreated behind his bone sheath, this one wasn't speaking but was staring down at the one who was holding him.

The last one coming into focus was larger than all of them, Kalona knew she had to feel fear looking at this troll but stating up for a moment lasting less than a second she only saw Erebus. Her pusher clenched in her thorax and ignoring the pain of her body, she crawled as fast as she could to him and clung to his leg. "YOu saved me again. Please dOn't leave me again. I hurt, they hurt me. Erebus...I lOve yOu." she whimpered into the fabric she clung to as she completely broke down, unaware to the world that she was really clinging to Grand Highblood himself as he spared a glance down at his little mutant.

"I sAw AnD tHeY wIlL aLl Up AND MOTHERFUCKING PAY FOR IT" he growled tightening his grip on the near rapist as guards he had called for arrived. "TaKe ThEsE TwO tO ThE cElLs, ThEy WiLl Be PuNiShEd LaTeR, nOw ThIs BrOtHeR mUsT ChEcK hIs PeT." He ordered and reached down scooping up the sobbing troll and started off towards his personal chambers.

No one would live for trying to deflower his little plaything. And if they did they would never be able to provide material to the drones again.

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⏰ Last updated: May 11, 2017 ⏰

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