Hunters Moon Black And White 42 Rhodes' Curse

Phillip stopped in front of Benson's cabin and climbed out. Benson and Suzette remained in the car, still in shock of what happened. On the bull bar of the Jeep sat the black fluid smeered by the wind, it had a b.l.o.o.d.y awful smell, he dipped his finger in it then felt it with his thumb, it wasn't oily, but it was thick. Benson climbed out but held his nose for the smell. Suzette also gained courage and joined them.

"What the f.u.c.k is it?" Benson asked

Phillip reached past the bullbar and grabbed something in the grill, he yanked it out, it was sickle shaped, the one end of it had a black jellow like tissue on, the other end bare, ot was light in weight.

"Is that what i think it is?" Suzette asked.

"Its a rib bone, from that wolf we hit" Phillip said.

"A rib!? But theres no meat at one end! And the other looks like..."

"Rotten meat" Phillip said looking at them.

"This wolf, was never alive to begin with, the state of this black blood, and rotren black meat indicates it should be dead for months now"

"But you f.u.c.king saw it come at us Phillip!" Benson yelled.

"I know" He replied and looked down the street at Anna's cabin.
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"You two go inside and warm up. Ill be right back"

Phillip felt a knot in his gut, this was outward wrong and f.u.c.ked up at the same time, he knocked at her door hard and she opened.

"Mind explaining this?" He said holding the bone up, she looked at it closely then up at his face again.

"You touched it didn't you? The totem?"

Phillip remembered how right after he touched the heap of dirt the wolves started howling.

"So this is what you ment?"

"Yes, you can approach a totem, but as soon as you touch it, they awaken"

"You could have fokkin told me that earlier! We lost four rangers and now detective Rhodes is dead!"

"I have warned you about how people die around those things, you were the one who failed to heed my warning" She said and slammed the door shut.

"Fok man!" He screamed and paced back to his cabin. When he burst in both Benson and Suzette flew up.

"I need to go back to that place"

"What place!? That f.u.c.king heap!?" Benson yelled.

"Yes! There was something off about it, i need more time to inspect it"

"Are you out of your f.u.c.king mind! Those things will kill you!"

"Not thistime" Phillip went to his room and brought back his duffle bag. He took out the AK and racked it.

"One a.s.sault rifle won't kill all of them!"

"No it wont, bit this will" Phillip said kicking the duffle bag,from it a few claymores and landmines slid out.

"Youre crazy man! Youre a f.u.c.king lunatic!"

"And thats why i became a recce"

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Rhodes opened his eyes, he was somehow still alive, but in severe pain. That was the biggest wolf he has ever seen, big enough so its head came over the Jeep and it took him. Now he layed still on the ground in the dark, somewhere he heard snarls and grunts, the sound of bones breaking. He dared s.h.i.+ft, not lifting his head, when he got turned to the noise he saw the Jeep on its roof, the rangers inside, now being eaten by these, corpses resembling wolves, his gut cramped, the noise alone made him sick, the darkness hiding what his mind pictured through hearing the sound of feeding carnivores, tears started to flow, if they were done there, hes probably next. He s.h.i.+fted his hand and felt something cold, closing his hand he found hope, the Colt 45. Rhodes wanted to get up but realised he couldn't feel his legs, he turned on his back moaning as softly as he could, the bite from that wolf sethered his spine, he was cripple, now not even his half loaded handgun could save him, so he started crying softly.

'I've never seen a man cry' That disembodied voice said and he lifted the pistol.

'You thought you could fight your way out, but realised it was hopeless. Instead of accepting your fate, you cry...'

Rhodes saw a figure come towards him out of the dark, a female shape, purple violet glowing eyes. Rhodes aimed the weapon but suddenly she vanished into smoke.

'Shoot me, and those feasting on the rangers will hear you, and your death will be very painfull, they dont know about kill and eat, they eat you to death'

He kept aiming in all directions, trying to pinpoint the voice.

'Youre a coward Rhodes, you always have been'

"Shutup" he whispered.

'I can end this, save you...'

"S, save me?"

'Yes, you need to only submit to me'

"Anything! Please anything to get out of this nightmare!" He tried not to speak too loud.

'Lower your weapon then'

Shaking he slowly put it down next to him, as soon as it touched the ground he got surprised as a woman climbed on top of him and pushed him from his sitting position into a laid down one. She was covered in smoke but he could se she was naked. Her violet eyes now looking down on him, but Rhodes couldn't help still look at her chest, there were barely a set of full b.r.e.a.s.t.s visable, his mind tried to remove the smoke cloak.

'You like what you see Rhodes?' She asked, but he only swallowed. He felt her take his hands and put them into the smoke, feeling her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s behind it.

'I offer you this out of pity for being a coward' She leaned in, pressing his hands between her chest and his, Rhodes was hard as an iron bar, the surrounding horrors out of his mind.

'Kiss me Rhodes' She whispered close to his lips, without hesitation he closed the slight gap and kissed her deeply, she took her hands and held his head then sucked out his toung, and with the sharp fangs in her mouth bit it off. Rhodes screamed in her mouth but suddenly he felt a heavyness enter his mouth, then move down his throat into his stomach, she stood up and backed away as he held his mouth, unable to scream due to the heaviness still in his throat, then that pain in his tounge and back spread to the rest of his body, he couldn't scream, he couldn't make noise, his body changed to his own bewilderment, untill the primal rage took him over.

'Never will you be a coward again, but thanks to your previous cowardly self you don't earn the right to carry a full proud fur coat, being skinless you will always have pain, the more pain you experience the more pain you'll want, the more pain you receive the angrier you get, driving your motive further it will be agonising to you, but seeking out pain is what you'll do, and no matter how much you get shot, or stabbed, you won't be a coward, and keep comming for more!'

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