Carson Durand (dontlaugh) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-07-07 08:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | #november 2017, carson, carson x sadie, sadie |
Who: Carson and Sadie
When: Saturday, Nov 4, night
Where: Sadie’s backyard
Warning: violence, gore, death
Status: Complete
There had been precautions taken. Carson and Adam had gone out to the woods, the former having told Rylee that he was going down to spend the weekend in Portland with some Marine buddies. He hated lying to her yet again, but he knew he couldn’t tell her the truth yet. She would try to stop him, think he was nuts, try to help him and subsequently get in the line of fire. If this was for real, Carson couldn’t put her at risk like that. He would never forgive himself if he hurt Rylee, whether it was his fault or not. Plus, there was still the possibility that Adam and this Nick guy were totally off base and Carson wasn’t a werewolf. If that was the case, she never had to know about any of this lunacy. There was already enough of it.
So he’d gone to the woods with Adam, to some cabin the nurse had arranged. He’d done his best to be personable and good company while they waited for the sun to go down. Then he’d gotten into the chains that had been installed in one corner, letting Adam shackle him to the concrete foundation slab, wrists and ankle both. Carson had been scared shitless, half-convinced this was going to be the death of him. That Adam was really some crazy serial killer who was going to murder him and wear his skin or something. He’d started to panic a little as Adam shot him up with the tranquilizers. After that he didn’t know anything at all.
Not with any sentience, anyway.
He woke up again to pain. Searing, crunching, horrible pain. He wasn’t aware of why it was happening, just that he hated it and wanted it to stop. He roared and flailed and pulled at the things holding him down, rage rising with every second. It was instinct to escape, to struggle and yank until he broke his bonds, escaped the confines of the weak wood walls, until he could run like his entire being wanted to do. Once he was free, he reveled in the fresh air that didn’t stink of fire and human, the trees whizzing past him, the fierce joy of working a body that was big and strong and fast.
He could hear and smell everything -- the rustling of scampering rabbits and the racing heart of a deer. He changed direction, his single back leg pumping hard, and pummeled into a buck, tearing its throat out with huge jaws and ripping its belly open without hardly pausing to really eat. He ran on, lifting his bloody muzzle to the moon to sing his love to it and tell everything in the forest that he was here.
Now that football season was unfortunately over, Sadie and a handful of the other teachers, including some of the coaches had gone out to the local bar to share a few drinks and put the season behind them. Basketball would be starting up soon, and Sadie didn't expect a lot of changes to the cheer lineup. Chamberlain High was a small school, and generally the same girls who liked to cheer for football stuck around for the basketball season as well. They would have a couple weeks off before they were back at it again, and so Sadie was more than happy to have a couple beers with her colleagues and finally relax.
She didn't drink enough to impair her driving, so after parting ways with the others, Sadie drove home. After parking in the driveway, she headed inside, dropping her keys and her purse on the kitchen counter. She was in no mood to clean, but she figured taking the trash out would be one less thing to do in the morning, so Sadie changed out the liner and tied the trash bag tight. The trash was always picked up in the gravel alleyway that ran behind her house, so she opened the back door to carry it out. As she was about to step down the stairs, her phone buzzed from the counter. She paused and picked it up, smiling a little at the text from Tatum. Her sister had gone out on a date tonight, and based on the big smile emoji Tatum had sent, Sadie was guessing it had gone well.
Thumbing in a response, Sadie carried the trash down the steps and back toward the alley where two dark trash cans sat near the gravel. She wasn't focused much on what was around her, her attention fixated on the text conversation with her sister. It probably should have occurred to Sadie that it was the full moon tonight, and since when did anything good happen on a full moon in Point Pleasant, but she was feeling pretty good, pleasantly buzzed from the beer and good company earlier. Good nights had been hard to come by since Danny went missing, so Sadie was willing to push aside her thoughts and worries for one evening at least. She didn't think to be aware of her surroundings. She certainly think about checking the dark shadows for monsters. Sadie believed this town was cursed, in a way, but monsters were something that had only ever lived under her bed as a child, never to be thought of again, now that she was a grown woman.
The woods was full of good smells and small tasty treats as he raced through them, but when he reached a place where there were houses and lights and different smells, he slowed down. It was instinctual to be wary of man. He kept to the trees and the shadows, slinking here and there, his muzzle lifted every now and then to find something to hunt. He smelled her before he saw her, and he ran along the far side of a gravel road, huge paws soundless on the grass. Then there she was, blond hair glowing faintly from the door light behind her. That smell made him salivate. Gave him pangs of hunger that sharpened his senses even further. Prey, they were all just prey.
He ran faster, closing in on his unsuspecting prey. He was swift and huge, a hulking black shadow that peeled away from the others, soundless until his paws hit the gravel to cross it. He let out one deep growl the instant before he pounced, front feet hitting the woman to knock her down while his jaws snapped toward her neck and head.
At first Sadie thought it was a dog, maybe a rabid one. But in the split second she saw it, she knew it was far too large to be a dog. There was really no time to think after that. The strong, hairy body pushed her to the ground, the phone flying from one hand, and the trash bag slipping out of her fingers. She fought with it briefly, attempting to keep it from her face, but she could feel its hot breath, smelling of blood. It was too strong for her to do much.
People said that right before death, or some close brush with it, one saw their life flash before their eyes. Sadie didn't. There was no time for that. She barely had time to open her mouth to scream before she felt them, razor sharp teeth sinking into her throat, tearing it apart, along with any sound she might have been able to make. In an instant the fight went out of her body. Her eyes were glassy, and then dull as the life in them died along with her, staring up at the night sky.
He didn’t mind the brief struggle. Everything wanted to live. The human woman posed no threat to him, and he overpowered her easily, and then her hot, delicious blood was pouring into his mouth and he could eat some more. There wasn’t as much meat as the deer, but it tasted different and exotic, and he tore her body open to eat what he wanted. When he was finished, he lifted his muzzle to the sky to howl his dominance again. This was his territory now, he would hunt here as he pleased. Nothing howled back. Nothing could challenge him. Satisfied, he bounded off back into the shadows to run some more.