User blog:Rexis12/Hunter and Huntresses: Chapter 2

Sitting by the edge of the beach was the hunter and Sahuagin. The waves lightly touched their feet, the warm rays of the rising sun brought comfort to both of them. Nothing was said between them, they only sat enjoying th-

“Argh, okay sun’s hurting my eyes” Gerald looked away from the beach, closing his eyes and softly rubbing them to ease the pain. Gladys only sighed and leaned back, her vision wasn’t impaired by the sun thanks to one of Gerald’s weird items, a pair of black tinted glasses the was held in a frame. These ‘sunglasses’ as he had told her, allowed her to look at the sun without the celestial body from harming her eyes, something that she thought wasn’t possible. She spent the first few minutes examining the item, questioning what enchantments were placed on it to allow such thing to happen.

Of course she lost her interest after a while, but she was still fascinated by the ‘sunglasses’ as shown by her occasional fiddling.

She turned to the glasses owner, who had recovered from the sun’s blinding rays, and was staring at the ocean. He hadn’t said anything, besides his remark a few seconds ago, for a while, and oddly enough that made her slightly uncomfortable. She was used to the man talking  up a storm, even If it was prompted by her questions, that silence from him was kind of unnerving.

Still silence was appreciated, while she hadn’t anticipate it since he had asked her to ‘hang out’ as a way to repay his numerous lesson of human culture, she still enjoyed it.

So for next few minutes she basked in what silence she could enjoy.

“So Gladys” Gerald started. A feeling of relief spread towards her at his voice, she turned to him “Yes, what is it?” she asked with a raised eyebrow, though it was hidden behind the ‘sunglasses’. The hunter seem to think over his words, opening and closing his mouth as if weighing his options on what to say.

Finally he chose his words “Just a weird question, do you have a husband?” He asked, placing his arms on his knees while he tilted his head. Taken back by his inquiry, she blinked once before shaking her head, not catching the flash of panic in his eyes. She crossed her arms underneath her chest and turn back towards the sun “No, I haven’t found a mate yet” she told him.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">She heard the hunter’s sharp inhale, probably due to her cold voice, as he slightly distanced himself from her. Gladys merely shifted her herself closer to him, not paying attention to his stiffened posture. The next few minutes was filled with silence.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Once again silence from Gerald was off-putting, fortunately she could remedy that thanks to her curiousity, this time however she wondered why he had asked her about her relationship status. Normally humans don’t ask another of their love life, at least that was what she thought.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">She turned to the hunter, who had relaxed during the period of silence, and asked her question “Why did you ask if I had a mate or not?”. Her cold voice snapped the hunter out of his relaxed daze, he chuckled and ran his hand through his hair before he responded “Just curious” he said. The cold stare of the Sahuagin caused Gerald to shift uncomfortably, a few seconds from her stare, he relented and continued his answer “Well it’s because, that you kept visiting me and you haven’t jumped on me to rape me or claim me as your husband, as monsters do. And since married monster don’t go after men, I thought that you were hitched already” he added with a nervous smile.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gladys shook her head “Sahuagins don’t do that, we pick our mates based on their qualities as well as the amount of spiritual energy they have” she informed the hunter. Smiling awkwardly “Soooo, I’m not your type” he said carefully. To his shock, the Sahuagin shook her head “Actually, of all the hunters in the area you’re the one I desire the most” she stated, her face didn’t change from her emotionless state.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Uhhh…” Gerald trailed off, his eyes were wide in panic. Gladys looked at him “But don’t worry, I don’t wish to claim you as mine yet” she saw him flinch at ‘yet’ but paid it no mind “For I still need to be in mating season to seal our marriage” she explained. “Question, when do you go into your mating season?” the hunter asked, slightly shaking, “A few weeks from now” Gladys answered without a beat. Gerald let out a breathe of relief “Okay, so you need to be in heat, which is still a while away so you can officially ‘claim’ me?” he asked with a light smile. Gladys nodded, though she looked at him for a second “Though, If you wish to present yourself to me as husband I would happily accept” she told the hunter.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Suddenly he stood up with a fake wide grin “Well would you look at the time” he looked towards his wrist for some reason as he said that. He turned towards Gladys “I REALLY need to hunt right now, so I have to go” he started backing away, he gave a gesture where he closed all of his fingers except his thumb and index fingers “You can keep the glasses, as a gift. Now If you excuse me I need to be… somewhere else” and with that he sprinted towards his shack.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gladys blinked and shrugged, she continued to look at the sun for a few moments before she too stood up. Grabbing her spear and leapt towards the ocean, the sunglasses stayed on her face somehow as she swam towards her home.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">[Scene]

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sarah panted, both from exhaustion as well from the dreaded heat in her loins. She clutched the wound on her right shoulder, trying to prevent more blood from escaping the slash wound. She glared at the two responsible, the hunters as they claimed to be, although poachers seemed to be more appropriate.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">One was holding a machete, which was the cause of her wound, while the other was holding a bow. Both of them were giving smug smiles, as if they thought taking down a monster in heat while they had a two-on-one advantage was an actual feat. She allowed a snarl to break her cool visage as she stepped back, her body, which was in pain as well as currently wanting something inside of her, meant that any further interactions with any of them would end horribly.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Hey, hey, hey, where are you going?” the one holding the bow called out. He pulled an arrow from his quiver and rested it on his bow, thinking it could intimidate her. It didn’t as the Mantis only huffed “I’m leaving” she told them curtly. The one with the machete tsk as he shook his head, waving his machete smugly “No you’re not missy. See you Mantises have something very expensive and priceless, those lovely scythes of yours” He informed with a smirk, his partner chuckled “Besides, we wouldn’t mind getting something extra from you either” He added.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sarah grimaced, while her heat was begging for her to accept it, her mind and her body rejected it. She knew that if she gave in to her desires she would become a slave to the pleasure, as least that was what she was told. Besides that her monster side would recognize at least one of them as her ‘husband’ something that she had been saving until she meet the perfect hunter and she damn well doesn’t want be a wife to either of them in case this happens.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Sorry boys, but I can’t let you do that” she seethed. Readying her right arm blade, and taking a stance, one that could let her run at a moment’s notice in case this went south, but still giving her stable footing so she could counter any attacks. Machete chuckled, “Get a load of her, listen miss just surrender quietly and no one has to get hurt” he mocked.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sarah just gave an emotionless stare.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Bow smirked and nocked his arrow “Suit yourself, they feel better whenever they scream anyway” he said darkly, he took aim. Before he could fire his arrow, he body arched forward as he let out a scream of pain. Both Machete and Sarah turned to him shocked and impassive respectively. Bow fell onto his knees, that’s when they saw the small icepick in his back.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Something suddenly sped towards Bow. The familiar figure of Gerald caused a small amount of anger to flare within Sarah, as well as something… uncomfortable. Shaking her head she watched as the hunter grabbed Bow’s hair and yanked him back. Quickly his right hand, which was gripping on the poacher’s hair, yank the icepick out, resulting in a scream as well as blood spurting from the small poke wound. While his left hand grabbed his pike from his back and with a grunt swung the spear full force, the pole of the weapon made direct contact with Bow’s forehead.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The poacher fell on his head with a thud, eyes closed, while Gerald moved away from the knocked out man and pointing his pike to the other poacher. Machete looked at the him with a surprised grunt, he held his weapon out and growl “Who the hell are you?” He received a smile in response as Gerald circled the man “Gerald, hunter extraordinaire” he happily stated.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sarah scoffed, his presence seemed to override her monstrous desires. Enough for her to think of a way out without help from Gerald. She noticed that Machete’s back was turned to her.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gerald’s smile faded a bit as he gave Machete a wary glance “Question is, who are you, mister machete?” He asked. The poacher was silent, the grip on his machete was tight enough for his knuckles to turn white. Gerald suddenly stomped his foot forward, causing Machete to flinch and stagger back. This was enough for Sarah to take action, she immediately wrapped her arm around the man’s throat, surprising both Gerald and Machete, the latter who was gasping for breath. Though this didn’t make her hold around his neck any weaker.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">After a few seconds deprived of oxygen, the man’s body slowly went limp as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Once she felt him stop moving, Sarah released him from her grasp, dropping the man onto the forest floor. She snarled as she stumbled back, in her effort to choke the man she had forgotten about her wound, which was currently bleeding profusely.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Before she could instinctively clutch said wound to stop the blood loss, she felt a pair of hands grab onto her arm. “H-hey, don’t clutch it like that you need a bandage” the worried voice of Gerald made her try to pull her arm away from him, only for them to held firmly in place. She turned to glare at man, yet she felt it turn into a blush as he gave her an unamused yet concerned “Yeah yeah, ‘don’t bother I can do it myself’ yada yada” he said nonchalantly as he grabbed the small brown pack on his back.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">She opened her mouth to say something, but her words were somehow caught in her throat as he ignored her to fish out the medical supplies in his pack. He pulled out a small box with a red cross, everything seemed to blur as the man proceeded to clean her wounds lightly dabbing it with a towel and a yellow substance. He then took out a roll of the bandage and then  slowly wrapped it around her injury. Each time he circled the bandage he would lightly press it, making her blush harder and harder each time.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">After a few moments, Gerald was done. Prompting Sarah to quickly but carefully jerk her arm away from him. She scooted further away from him, her face still red. Gerald didn’t seem to mind as he kept his medical supplies before he slug the pack behind him. He sat down on the ground, pushing the snoring form Machete away from him. All the while Sarah stared at him.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Why?” She asked. Gerald shrugged “You were hurt my companion” he told her, Sarah narrowed her eyes “I didn’t need help” the mantis growled. This made the hunter chuckle “Sure, the fact that you were wounded by two regular humans meant that you were totally fine” he said sarcastically “By the way, how did these two hurt you anyway?” he added.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The Mantis sighed “I’m in my mating season” as soon as those words were uttered, Gerald immediately stood up and back away. “I’m NOT interested in you” she growled, Gerald only laughed nervously “Hahaha Nope, not falling for that. Last time I did, I nearly lost legs outrunning a Jinko” he said with panic in his eyes.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">He started walking backwards as he told Sarah that she should be okay with her monster mana, before he turned around and starting sprinting. The Mantis felt her gaze linger on the hunter longer that she would wish, groaning she stood up and walked towards her house. All the while cursing as her heat did a sudden increase in temperature.