The Animal Inside

Top Dog

Its was intoxicating, the feeling that came over me everytime the evil inside tore forth from my soul and entered this world. 

 the sensation of the unimaginable heat bubbling up inside, like my heart pumped acid through my veins and the fires of hell filling my inerds.

id lost track of time. i couldve been in this cell a lifetime and i wouldn't have known the difference.  

not that it mattered anyway, i had long since lost my humanity. 

or maybe, id found it. here, on the stone floors in the dark cold cell.

my body grew stiff with muscle, skin wrapped tightly against the contures of my body. 

the hair on my body had long since began to lose its color, though i couldnt believe it to be from age.

Because with every passing day i only grew more virile.

blood caked my cudicles on my finger tips. and the dried powder that remained of my enemies' blood covered my body, coating my hide.

my mind rarely thought beyond my next kill. 

what other demons would belch forth from the casm, what kind of untold evils lurked behind the other doors i had seen in the arena?

what kind of unspeakable manor of beast paced in its cell at this very moment, just as i was doing now?

I soon had my answer.

As always the gate slowly raised. And once again i was met with a wide array of familiar scents.

Like the ancient blood stained wooden beams that made up the floor.

The smell of rotting flesh. The smell of putrid water that'd stagnated for ages. 

My eyes were met with a hundred sights i knew all too well.

The flickering torch light.

The jeering faces of the crowd.

Not all entirely human in appearance.

All clothed in ruddy garments and tattered cloaks.

  Pale limbs waving and shaking their fists menacingly. 

But there was one thing that shocked me, it was completely unfamiliar.

A sight i had not beheld before.

I was not alone in the arena, that was nothing new, but on this day it was no horrific demon before me chained as i was. 

But instead was a woman. 

Her long black hair hung past her navel.

Obscuring her face and fully concealing her breasts. 

She stood slumped at the shoulders as if tired.

But erect.

The pale contours of her frail body shone in the torch light.

I stared at her intensely, sizing her up.

My eyes studied her up and down.

Instinctively, from somewhere deep down inside me, without a second thought, i uttered a low guttural bellow.

The growl shook the earth, beneath me.

I knew not why i did so, but i did not it wasnt in violent intent.

Her head slowly tilted to the side, her hair splitting and exposing her striking bright eyes.

Head leaning back, she opened her mouth and let out what i could only interpret as her response.