How Could You Forget?

Wrath

The skeleton watched from a distance as the girl trekked through the snowy landscape. Grinding his teeth, he trembled slightly in outrage. How dare this human challenge him so? Did she not know her life was forfeit the moment she fell into this wretched place? His thoughts lingered on the display of defiance. He had never had anyone show him such arrogance, well except for the boss of course..but that was another matter altogether. His eye sockets narrowed as he watched the girl stumble clumsily on a patch of ice before righting herself once more. In some aspects he was genuinely curious about the strange human. She wasn't like the others who had fallen long ago. No, she was much more stubborn and challenging.

A small smile lit his skull at the sight before him. The girl was still hobbling on, but the look of pure determination made his heart beat faster. His smile was begrudgingly genuine as he watched on with malevolent glee. On one hand he was thrilled to have a new toy, someone he could play with and break at will, but on the other hand, she would be a handful if her earlier outburst was any indication. He silently followed behind the stubborn girl, sticking far enough back that the snow flurries engulfed his form in an icy disguise. Not that it really mattered since if she ever got too close to figuring out his fun, he could just teleport away.

His thoughts turned more troubling as he reprimanded himself once again for his earlier blunder. He had not meant to taste her blood, but something had called out to the foolish skeleton. The overwhelming smell of her life force, the fire burning in her eyes, and the outward denial on her features were enough to drive him to action. Almost as if he was compelled to do such. Her blood had satisfied the sadistic side of his personality, but the more rational side was in utter turmoil. It had felt natural, like it was second nature, and if he was honest with himself it seemed way too familiar for his liking. A frown marred his features and a heavy furrow made him look as vicious as he was.

Yanking his black hoodie closer, he flipped the fur trimmed hood up over his skull and zipped the material up, allowing it to cover his red sweater. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his black gym shorts, he quickened his pace. The human was getting close to Doggo's sentry station, and he wanted to be on time for the show that would definitely pan out.

He certainly wasn't disappointed.

Watching the human shuffle about had to be one of the funniest things he had ever seen. When the dog would get particularly upset, she would stiffen and fall into a semi-hunch, almost as if she could hide by doubling in on herself. Sometimes she would strike an odd pose and freeze. The growling was getting louder and he noticed her stiffen once more before taking off into a near sprint. Well, technically hobble since she was still hurt. Regardless, it wasn't long before Doggo's sense of smell kicked into high gear with the racing of her heart. Since she was so scared, the blood leaking from her wounds had begun to drip from the gash on her forearm to the snow beneath, staining it a dark crimson. He would have smiled at the sight, but a wild creature burying her beneath the blanket of snow forced a growl from his throat.

His narrowed eye sockets took in the scene before him. The girl was desperately struggling to free herself from his massive form, but each wiggle only earned her more pain and a tightly clamped jaw to the base of her neck. Her gasp rung out in the silence, and she ceased her sruggling after a few moments. His eye burst to life in scarlet fury and he moved forward slowly and silently. As soon as the dog released his hold to howl out, he moved to rush forward, determined to snap the filthy mutt's neck. Before he could move past his cover, he saw the girl grasp her stick and roll the dog off in one fell swoop.

Gaping in surprise, he could only watch as she began to bash the dog's skull over and over. Her choked sobs rang through the air, constricting his heart painfully. Her voice was so full of fear that it overwhelmed him, urged him to protect the naive little girl. He started to move once more, but he was caught off guard yet again, only this time by the vines that wrapped itself amongst her wrist and urged her into a tearful embrace. With no other choice, he sat back and watched the flower and human embrace, silently guarding her from any other monsters that happened to be lurking around.