The Siren's Twisted Call

chapter 6 The Hunt

Warning, mature audiences, blood and gore and violence.

My excitement was palpable. I felt the rush the freedom and the joy. There was nothing that could stop me. I was running. Through mountains and hills and towns and cities. Most people didn't even get a chance to identify my face. I wasn't going to stop. I had one goal and it was to find my target. It wasn't very long until I made it half way to my destination. I stopped, and took a breathe. Not because I was tired, but I wanted to make sure I was still going in the right direction. There were no room for mistakes. As I opened my senses to find the trail again I realized I was pulsating. I could identify even the smallest of sounds and scents. I found the trail again, the scent I was racing to, then I grinned. This was the most fun I had alone in a long time. I fixated myself on the trail. It was stronger now. I took a giant inhale. I powered up and kept moving. Not stopping for any reason. No terrain could stop or slow me. I was not gonna stop. I had no inclination to make this any different than the fifth family. They were going to pay. As I planned their demise I remembered why. It all came rushing back to me in one entire swoop.

This family was not strong. I knew and could smell it on them. The weakness of their supernatural lineage. I was fifteen when I first met them. I suffered manipulation of the strongest kind at my last family. This would be my fourth. Their female had ran off somewhere I suppose, maybe she had died. I didn't know the answer to either of those, but all I could smell were males. Four of them. The patriarch of this family actually came out to great me. I figured he gave somewhat respect to the fact I was already more powerful than the entire clan. He walked slowly, as if not to make any sudden movements. His rotten stench became closer and closer and I knew that he was a lesser fey. Fey smell. I've only heard or seen them in passing a few times but I knew they smelled, wether good or bad. I knew that I'd never get this stench out of my nose. So I'd be able to track them down fairly easily. He stopped in front of me a few inches away from my hands reach and looked me up and down. I haven't filled out much in the passed five years or so but I can tell he wasn't looking for that. He spoke it was rough and barely distinguishable from a iron bar scraping concrete. He said, " You'll have your own room here, there isn't another female in this house so for female stuff you'll have to figure it out on your own. I have three sons. They are typically violent so if you can hold you own then you'll be alright. I assume you'll establish a pecking order real soon. I know you're powerful but try to not use your powers that much. Sense my son's don't have many of their own. It's basically the same as your last house. let's try to get along and these five years will pass soon."

I didn't know what to say nor how to retort. He said they were violent, might as well not rock the boat. So, I just nodded, and followed him into the house. As soon as I took one step in I noticed it was nothing but chaos. He did have three sons and they were violent. There was glass shattered everywhere, furniture and chairs scattered. One son was bleeding from a head wound on the floor and the other two were locked in a wrestling match to the side of him. They both stopped and looked at me. As if they saw new meat. I gingerly stepped through immediately putting on a stoic face as if the bleeding man on the floor was irrelevant. Then, I established my place in the house quickly. "Take me to my room.", I demanded caring the same expression. The one who was winning the match protested loudly, "I don't think you give orders to anyone here!" He threw the other son on the floor near the first. He landed with a thud and a groan. He walked closer to me then. I noticed the sons didn't carry the same smell as their father. It was much sweeter, lighter even. Maybe fairy descend? Either way I was going to memorize it regardless. Five years with someone, anything makes them easier to track. That was the only thing I cared for anyway. I almost felt sorry for them. They maybe crass, but I didn't sense any hostility from them.

No rage or fear, just an intense alpha posterior. He came close to my face and he said loudly, "What is a little thing like you gonna do about it.?" I noticed his face was nice looking for a man, distinguishable from many. That didn't stop me from throwing the nastiest punch I could possibly throw, right into his nicely shaped jaw line. I cracked his jaw and the squeal was ethereal. He stumbled backwards and I went for the knees. I kicked one, imagining it splintering in two as I did so. They must have been goblin descendants because it didn't break. I didn't need powers or my song to know that they were the lowest of the supernatural. They run on instinct and pecking orders much like a were pack. He hobbled around just long enough to get his baring and I looked around for a weapon and I spotted a nice long end table that sat beside a beat up recliner. I took it, lifted it over my head and slammed it right across the top of his head. He hit the ground then, without making any more comments. I gritted my teeth and let my power reach out. I placed my empty stoic face on as if it were a battle scar. Then I demanded again, " Take me to my room!" The second brother who was conscious got up then he didn't look me in the eyes as I followed him up the stairs to the fourth room. All these house were large I noticed I was always placed with big families. He opened the door and stood to the side still in the hallway. Never once looking near my face. I walked past him and I noticed he was sweet smelling, but heavenly, almost sinful. Definitely fey. I turned them and told him to carry a message to his brothers as well, " My first family were handsy, and the second neglected me out in the wilderness, the third were disregarding psychopaths with no emotion at all, this fourth family better bring me some kind of happiness or I'm coming back to destroy all of you. I'll start with your father!" He looked me in my eyes then, anger and terror flooding through his own. But I smelled something that I thought I had become rid of, so I shut the door in his face and didn't allow him to speak. I turned around and there was that girl. The one with brunette hair, the succubus that I fed before. She was glowing as if she had just been staying at a resort and not lying unconscious Goddess knows where. She smiled at me and said in a voice full of richness, " I've come back for my meal. You were tasty last time. I'm sorry we didn't get to finish. I came for you though." She grinned something wicked in her eyes. I grinned back, knowing damn good and well she never wanted to come here. No one wanted to be near me. It was all fear, lust, rage, and even jealousy but never want. Never did anyone wanted me. So, I did the one thing I had been wanting to do for a while now sense she'd been following me and meeting me. I kissed her, Slamming her against the wall near my bed. I held her by her throat as if she was a feather. She smiled a smile that told me she liked it. I let her drop to the hardwood floors, in disgust. I knew she just needed food. Succubus always needed food. I knew she was just trying to survive but unfortunately I didn't care. I walked away slowly and turned my back to her. Showing her she wasn't a threat to me. I sat on the bed. She kept sitting on the floor legs folded under her. Then some time passed and there was a loud knock at the door. I didn't care if she was caught by this family, so I walked to the door and opened it. The one who was bleeding earlier stood there. His eyes were downcast on the floor and he spoke in a quiet calm voice," Do you eat?" I answered yes and he then invited me down the stairs all the while keeping his eyes down. So I followed him shutting the door behind me. Not knowing if he saw her or not.

I knew that what I was planning on doing was evil. Killing the only people who never hurt me. They were like my own brothers in a sense, the only family who stood up for me. I knew it was because I had threatened them. Knowing now what I didn't know then didn't change anything. They were all gonna die. So, I ran to the sickly sweet scent of adult fey. Knowing that I would never be absolved of these future sins. I came across a mountain top, I slowed knowing my prey was closer, then I found him. Swimming naked in a river. Water was exactly my strong point. This was the youngest brother. The one who never tested me, and always took the blame if I broke or done something. I suppose he cared for me the most. Or should I say feared me. I knew that their sins were not their own it was their father's. He would die too there was no question about that. I looked at the youngest again. He was tall, slender with defined yet shapely muscles. I noticed that his front half had muscles and lines and cuts that I had never seen before. He was completely naked, I could see everything. That still wouldn't stop me. Everyone, had to die. There just wasn't a reason not to kill him. I started walking towards him on the bank. Slowly, as they used to walk towards me. Then I got to the edge, that aligned with his position in the water. I also noticed his very large extra appendage. Along, with his well toned thighs and his strong back. His skin was spotless and smooth. I knew if I had touched it It would be slippery and my hands would glide over it effortlessly. He turned and froze. I don't know if he smelled me or even if he recognized me, but his eyes followed my tiny frame, and then dead centered on my own eyes. His expression was unreadable. Not because it was mixed with emotions but because I had never experienced this before. He started to speak then, " You've come back for us haven't you. Did we not bring you even a shred of happiness? Were we not good brothers to you?" His face then looked plained as if I had already stabbed him. His foolish question did catch me off guard. I thought quietly to myself. Did they bring me happiness? Any at all? I debated on if they actually were nice or if it was all planned out. I needed more information if so I could answer that. After I thought about that I spoke, " Did you do that because I deserve to be happy? Or was it from fear?"

He looked at me in my eyes then no hesitation no guilt.

"You threatened us the moment you walked in our door. We had no choice. We came from a weak family. Although we fought to be strong to rise in the ranks, you were a goddess to us and we didn't know if you were lying or not. The day you came to our home, you were already strong enough to destroy our entire clan. As small as it already was. But after five years I came to enjoy your time. You were smart even without us teaching you anything, I waited on you to come back so I could tell you. That we honestly cared for you in the end. Maybe not father but we brothers did. I know I did. I always wanted you to stay. At first I couldn't understand why father decided to house The Siren. I knew he was paid and we needed the money. I also knew that we began having privileges that we had never had before. I never once hated you, at the end of our five years I would even say I loved you, and I didn't want you to leave. For my own selfish reasons."

I was taken a back. I expected a yes or a no. Not the long winded troublesome excuse. This angered me, but not because I spent way too much time letting him speak but because he spoke as if his feelings could change. Could feelings change? Did they always have to be the same? I never knew any different from what was happening in my own chest. So, he was basically telling me that the rage and pain and hatred I felt could change. I didn't like that. My eyes were moist with longing of something. I could feel my heart beating harder. My breathe quickened unexpectedly. I was going to turn away for a moment but then the other two brothers stepped out of their hiding spot. The oldest did not age well and I noticed started smelling like his father. He eyed me without question, he was going to be violent like he always was. There was no confusion then that I was going to kill this man. And I was going to do it now. I bent down to angle my body towards him. Bending my knees in the process. I started running head first. By the time I got to him he already had a knife in his hand, he caught me and spun me, using my own momentum against me. He had his knife to my throat and his other arm around my neck and chest. His stench was overpowering. I turned pivoted on my already unbalanced feet, grasped his knife hand and turned. I brought my lose foot up as his arm straightened and brought it up towards his elbow. It snapped then, Surprising him, when he looked down and saw his own bones sticking up through his arm. I smiled I did enjoy snapping bones. I turned his arm against him pushing it behind his back. I took a step up on his thigh pushed off and brought my entire weight down on his knee. This time it cracked sideways, disfiguring him for life. I brought the knife back up then and slit his throat. With my free hand I held on to the back of his head and watched as the blood shot and oozed out into the water that the youngest was still standing in. The second grabbed me from behind then. I took two bounding steps across the now dead body flipped completely over both him and the second brother. I landed behind him and facing his back, I took a step forward and dove my hand into his back. Under the ribs, near the spine, near the left. I grasped what I was searching for pausing just long enough to hear his gasp. And tore his heart out. With my hand covered in blood and vital organs still warm in my hand. I stood over both of them and I brought the now useless muscle to my mouth and took a bite. A coppery, metallic taste exploded in my mouth. It was warm and thinner than I realized. It ran down my chin and trickled down my own throat. I chewed the rough textured muscles until I could swallow and I did. I dropped the now mangled heart onto the body of one of the brothers and I looked squarely at the youngest.

"Did you mean what you said or did you think you could trap me?'

I was about to call the river to my side and take him under when it hit me then. A burning desire. None that I had never felt before. My head, neck, cheeks all felt flushed. I could feel the tickling sensation between my legs that only my girlfriend gave me. My wetness pooled between my legs soaking my jeans. I knelt down closing my legs and pressing my highs together. I couldn't stand it. The entirety was making me dizzy, it was making me twinge with need. I had no idea what it was but I wanted someone, anyone to help relieve me. It was painful to the point I put my own hand between my legs and started to rub. I was trying anything to relieve the sensation. It wasn't working it was just making it worse. Where was Aella when you needed her? Thats when I noticed a very tall, very naked man standing in front of me. He was very erect at that moment and I couldn't think of nothing more than that I wanted to put my mouth on his smoothness. To taste the thing I had never tasted before. My eyes lingered on his manhood then reluctantly went to his eyes, he was smiling. He spoke roughly then, " You didn't know that you were in heat did you? I can smell it now. You must be in pain. Im imagining your mate isn't near or you haven't found one yet. I hope I can suffice. If we make a child you can leave it with me in exchange for my life." I had no choice. The pain was excruciating, and I couldn't help but admit that at this moment I needed a man, this man to help me. So I agreed, my words were inaudible, but he got the message. He picked me up then. Ripping my clothes to shreds He placed me on his waste wrapping my legs around him. And he went back into the water. I never felt so good in my life. The thought that a man could make me feel this way was undoubtedly vexing. But I needed relief. So I let him pin me to the smalls rocks and crevices of the bank and pound into my most intimate flesh sating my needs. He entered me with a rush not caring or knowing if he was my first. He entered me and my entire body quacked, I shivered and twitched and almost came to completion immediately. It was intoxicating. Now I understand why Aella did it as well. He pounded into me, water and my own wetness slopping between us. The waves came crashing down on my face and chest. I loved it. He filled me in places I never knew I could be filled. He moaned on top of me and whispered in my ear, "I've always wanted to do this. You will always be mine."

Then I came, hard and clenching around his massive shaft. I bucked against him and crossed my legs around his back holding him in place riding a wave I had never felt before. He grunted and shoved himself even farther inside of me, I then felt his warm liquid spilling out. He bit me then on my shoulder on a sensitive spot. Marking me. I knew there was no killing him then. I was marked and we would forever be mated. I would forever be attached to the youngest brother. Aella be damned, I knew I would never let him go. Not mated through a mate bond given by the goddess. But chosen. I answered my own question then, this one did bring me happiness. Not because he was nice or kind while I was a teenager, but because in that very moment I conceived. My heart lifted and it began pulsating for an entirely knew reason. I know longer lived for revenge but for our unborn child. This feeling in my chest was unbelievable. I had to fulfill my mission now more than ever. There could never be anyone willing or capable of hurting my child. This tiny heart beat that I felt in my womb. He smiled at me because my legs were still locked around him. The heat still pouring out from between us. I kissed him then and I did it roughly because now he belonged to me. And I could do what I wanted with him. So I bit him hard on his throat. Right where the Adams apple is. I marked him so he'd forever be seen as mine. And no one touches what's mine. I told him then. "You gave me even a more reason to kill you, I hope you know that I expect you to take care of our child together. If they are mistreated in any way, I'll rip you apart in front of them." I smiled sweetly still riding an imaginary wave. His smile fell then, once he realized what I said. He then started to pull away. I wouldn't let him go that easily, as I latched on to him and began moving my hips. I was still in heat after all. We were completely naked in the water which was my domain. The fear dawned on him and shown in his eyes then. I smiled sweetly again, " If you're going to be dumb by playing with a huntress, you gotta be tough." Then we fell into the water. For my own enjoyment I used his body until the first phase of my heat passed. Over and over again in the river. He tried fighting, clawing kicking, but he could never get lose. I wouldn't let go of something that belonged to me and he knew. Now he was going to get a taste of his own medicine. Being chosen mates to The Siren was going to be his worst nightmare that he could never escape from.