When next she knew, all Nat could feel and hear was the wind rushing past her. Opening her eyes, she was inside a pitch black area, with no light visible anywhere. After a couple seconds, she finally realized where the wind was coming from. It was her, she was falling down yet again. Down into the dark abyss where she saw her best friend being abused and tortured. Wait, of the two other dreams she had recently, only one had repeated itself. Which happened to be the one that actually came true. Despite not being religious at all, she started to pray, hard and fast. 'Don't let Shannon be at the bottom of this. Oh please do not let this repeat and be true!' She repeated to herself over and over again. Thankfully, her falling did not last too long, as she quickly ended up submerged in liquid. Worried about air, she scrambled in swimming in the direction that she felt was upwards. Falling and then being submerged really messed with her sense of direction.
Surfacing with a gasp of air, Nat spent a few minutes treading water as she regained her breath and a sense of calm. At least, as much as she could. She could already see a shore, outlined by a lit up area behind it. Despite the fear of what she may find, Natalie felt she had to know. If this nightmare truly repeated itself like it did with the wargs before hand, pain be damned she was riding one of them straight to Lethbridge in the morning. Well, maybe not one of them. They were pack predators, meaning that they did not have to worry about long bursts of stamina like a pursuit predator would, just short bursts with a bunch of power. They overpowered their prey instead of outlasting. Rotating them out when one was tired may be the best option, especially with the four times recovery. With that it would make it in time. As she pulled herself out of the body of liquid, her fears came to life.
In front of her, bound to what looked like office desk was her best friend. There was no cushioning, scars all over her body, and marks of where she had struggled against the restraints. Those marks however had already slightly healed, showing that she either did not have the energy or the will to try and break free. Whispering words unto the wind, Nat heard, "Kill me" come softly out, before figures surrounded her and started violating and beating her. While the figures made no sound, they where made entirely of black mist and were not in the shape of either variety of goblins, but of people. Human people shrouded in black mist. Nat was physically unable to move her body as she watched on. In the scramble, papers flew off the desk, scattering in the air before turning to nothing in the void. However, on those papers was the biggest clue she could have hoped for. At the top of each and every page was a symbol, one that was easily recognizable for anyone in area.it was Lethbridge's university.
As she watched on, everything froze with a howl. Looking around, she saw no canines anywhere around her. Yet once more the howl rang out. This time she was listening and could tell that it was higher pitched. Almost like a coyote..... Edwin and Lucille! Waking up with a shock, she looked towards where the two lookouts were positioned the night before, to see them slowly backing up towards the corner. Pushing them back were five hobgoblins, each armed with a thick pointy stick about as long as they were tall. They were moving together, slowly and carefully toward the growling coyotes and by extension her. As she got up out of the bed, her movement disrupted the sleep of Maia and Kali, causing their slow waking forms to instantly wake up. Seeing the sight, they sent their pups into the Soulscape. One quickly returned to them with Nat's axe in hand. They were already too close for the bow to be useful more than for a quick and poorly aimed shot. She felt the axe would serve her better.
The efforts of the other pups became quickly apparent to all involved. The three wargs and every wolf came out of the Soulscape. Before the hobs could react, the pack ran as a whole against the hobs. Two of the monsters that were side by side managed to raise their sticks as if they were spears, but with Natalie's positioning, she made those two sticks the first thing she hit. With them knocked out of the way, the canines tackled the hobs to the ground, effortlessly tearing them apart. Edwin and Lucille took care of the biggest one together, grateful that their hard work paid off. After holding back the monsters for a little while before waking up, tearing into one of them gave them the greatest feeling of satisfaction. Within a minute, all the hobs were dead, with limbs ripped off, throats torn out, and one just had their head plain missing. Looking at the three wargs, she could not help but gasp in surprise as one of them spit out the head, and arcing straight into one of the higher up bathtub displays.
Once they were sure that the hardware store was completely cleared out of any other monsters that may be hiding, the pack dropped a bunch of logs in front of the broken glass door that was at the front of the building. As that exit was blocked off, every canine that came out headed back into the Soulscape, but not before giving a quick nuzzle to the two coyote lookouts. They had just saved all of them from something terrible once more, or worse. Scratching behind their ears while whispering words of thanks, Nat left the two back to their diligent watch as she returned to the corner of comfort with Maia and Kali. No sooner had the three settled down as pups came back out and quickly curled back up on top of them. They were still tired, which was expected for puppies at three months of age. 'Wait, I still need to check for signs of aging. Eh, I'll do it in the morning.' Putting the thought to the side, Nat and the canines surrounding her quickly went to sleep. This time, no dreams or nightmares were had by any, and by the time morning would come, Nat was going to be grateful that there were no more terrors in her sleep.
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Fallen. The monster users.
Well yeah ... too many human are piece of sh1t so, with all the gob round to kill the good peole, the most who will remaind are the trashy one, sadly. This is pretty much obvious and logical, knowing our kind
@Ombre37 Adapt, migrate or perish. One can debate that to survive in a hard situation most will have to be a hard ass too. By comparison, in a more modern society where you have more leeway, people can afford to help others without risking themselves as it is easier. Human evolution and instincts are very similar to what they were thousands of years ago (if not much the same). Society and tech has advanced but human evolution is slow by comparison (thousands to millions of years to make noticeable progress). So genetic engineering could be a way to go but need to be very careful and selective of what is done and the consequences.
@Ediav42 killing is ok, fighting is a must ... use what you can and be callous, why not ? Rape ? Bonding yourself with monsters ? torture and hunt down other fellow human for fun ? It's not ... this is not "adapt to hard era" but simply be evil, and go for the easy way and forgot what human is to be.
But yes, for the other part you are perfectly right : we have not realy evolved with time. Only build better tool.
@Ombre37 i dont see the problem with bonding with monsters. torture is ok too only if the other party deserves it. But rape is a line that shouldnt be crossed.
@Reaper666 If you use the analogy of your body being a temple, monsters are a depraved influence coming inside. Though only crappy people would bond with them in the first place so it’s bad feeding into bad.
@Ediav42 Not necessarily there are alot of stories that portrays monsters in new light and while I would never touch a goblin with a 6 foot pole(unless its to kill it) most monsters like slimes,vampires,succubus, minotaurs even undead can be tamed and be usefull. So in the end it depends on the person and how they choose to use these monsters. As for the analogy in the end its just that an analogy.
@Reaper666 But that is in other stories where they are living beings on the level of animals or people with unique living situations. These monsters seem more “virulent” and like a destructive and malicious virus as opposed to being another “living being.” Just my opinion at least.
@Ediav42 yeah I guess in this story the monsters will have a bad impact on your personality. But I personally would never bond with animals if I have to fight cause I can treat monsters even humans like a sacrificial pawn but refuse to use animals. But thats just me I guess.
@Reaper666 So you wouldn’t be a “kick the dog” kind of character and would choose an alternative to an animal due to not wanting to put it in harms way (ironically making you repugnant to animals and perhaps setting you against them as a threat).
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/KickTheDog