I was standing there, holding the crushed and bloodied wolf's body in my palm, staring at the three humans in front of me. I was shocked to see humans, and I didn't know what to do, so I just stared in confusion, lost in thought, contemplating the situation.
The three humans were in a similar state, but probably out of dread rather than confusion. The first human to see me was a boy wearing light brown shorts and a darker brown shirt; he didn't say anything and simply stared at me. His skin was pale from dread, yet he did not collapse and maintained some level of control. Despite the fact that sweat was an obvious characteristic on this human's physique.
Then came a woman dressed in what appeared to be greyish green jeans designed for a comfortable camping trip, or so I presume. She was dressed in a light jacket and shirt that matched. Her skin was likewise pale and drenched with sweat, but tears could be seen forming in her eyes and dripping down her pale skin. She appeared to be absolutely stunned and terrified, not moving a muscle while her legs trembled frantically.
While we were staring at one other, a voice attempted but failed to attract the female's attention. He then took a step closer to meet her face to face, but what he saw was nothing like what he had imagined. He was wearing black clothing and appeared to be carrying a bag while holding a flashlight like the other boy.
This human's situation was far worse than the others'; he collapsed on the ground after barely a second of observing the scene. He was trembling and sweating on the ground, trying to regain his breath but never looking in another direction. His eyes refused to stop looking at me. He feared me greatly and that was conveyed very easily. They all feared me.
All of a sudden the female, yelled, "DEMONNN".
Her cry jolted me back to reality, away from my own thoughts and observations. Even though she unintentionally jolted me out of my daze, it was not the best choice because both she and the first boy attempted to compose themselves, unlike the last male to enter the scene.
I needed to plan my next move now that my thinking was more solid. I had to pick between killing or not killing these people.
On the one hand, not killing them will probably be easier for me since I might morally struggle with the task even if I have thought about killing others in the past in tough times. But this was risky since they would most definitely report what they have seen for either their safety or fame.
On the other hand, killing them will get rid of any such threat but instead I will have to move out of this forest since the 3 of them will be considered as missing people and a search party might look through the forest if someone knew about the trip of these people.
I had to choose and choose fast because communication was not an option due to my inability to speak and the horrible scene in which I am holding the tattered wolf.
There is no other option; even if others do not believe them, the possibility that other people will come to this forest to search for the mythical creature remains, and humans are as curious as I was at one point in my life; however, this curiosity is dangerous and foolish, which means I cannot risk it. I can cope with travelling to another location later; however, I must first get rid of these people.
The first male finally regains his composure and turns around, grabs the hand of the girl and the other boy to run but the boy does not budge and no matter how much they yell nothing works.
They don't stay. The boy and the girl run in the direction they came from and leave the last boy out in the open, in front of the prey. Another selfish betrayal, I have seen it in my school, by my fake friends, parents, and even adults who are supposed to be selfless and help.
I am used to this since I've seen it many times, and this fuels my will and strengthens my once existing hatred of others, I have to kill them now.
At this though, I dash forward towards the location of the boy. I no longer have a weapon but I have my body and hands. Those are more than enough.
I approached the boy and placed my hand on his throat, expecting some type of resistance, but no such effort was made. He'd passed out the moment I approached him, leaving him vulnerable.
At that moment, I struggled to kill him. I know I am used to taking other creature's lives but this was a human and it was much harder although I had always had thoughts about massacring a group of people because of their actions against me or others in general.
I didn't have any other choice though and the other two humans were escaping, I had to do something. I resolved myself and closed my eyes and then crushed the neck of the human. Blood was dripping out of the boy's mouth. His pale face was now starting to lose temperature. He was dead.
One down, two to go.
I ran forward without looking back since, unlike the wolf, I didn't have time to swallow the human and then chase the other two because humans are unpredictable and much more crafty with their tools.
I kept moving, unconcerned about making noise or upsetting other animals or humans. After only a few minutes, I could see the silhouette of the two humans running in the now dark night.
The girl turned around and saw me approaching her, she shouted in terror, and the two tried to run faster, but their pace was nowhere near mine. My pace is faster than that of a running wolf, and people are slower than that. This was a benefit I had taken advantage of from the start.
I was now right behind the girl, I used my speed to catch up next to her as her legs were starting to give up because of the realization that her demise was close. This time I didn't close my eyes because I had to see her exact position.
I slammed my body into her right side causing her to get thrown towards the ground with a considerable amount of force, breaking a part of her ribcage. The boy had also fallen down due to him losing stability when the girl crashed into his leg.
His ankle was injured or possibly broken, making him unable to stand up or run. They could only watch as their deaths neared without the power to resist. They could not even gather up the courage to fight back.
I approached the boy who was considerably closer to my place and delivered a powerful blow in the hopes of putting an end to his wretched life. He was no longer alive. His bones and body were crushed. A noticeable hole in his back where certain organs were destroyed while others simply hung out of the boy's body could be seen. A genuinely terrifying scene for the girl, who was now clawing at the ground to escape.
I am not evil or at least I do not believe so. I was forced to do this, ye, I was forced.
I tried my best to justify my action while I reached the girl who was now staring at the ground, doing her best to get away. This was nothing short of the scenes in a movie but I was not the one who was scared this time.
I quickly finished off the girl by crushing her neck again, the most efficient and quickest way to kill. It had ended. The girl's spine was now hanging out of the side of her neck. The only visible bone that was in a somewhat intact shape.
The deed was done and I felt weird, horrified at myself, at my actions, at my decision, at my calmness during this battle. I tried my best to push it off as I approached the two dead bodies. I had to consume them to grow stronger even if it bothered me.
I approached the bodies and start drenching them off their blood. It was hard and morally challenging. I kept on stopping but then resolving myself. I finished the task and consumed the two humans while trying to suppress my though, my state of mind was not stable, I could have mental break down any second. I probably would've threw up if I could.
I finally decided to push all these negative and harmful thoughts out of the way. I AM SUPPOSED TO BE A RATIONAL PERSON. I kept on resolving myself to get out of this weird situation where I had a weird feeling.
With the state of my mind a bit more stable, I decided to go back and consume the other human if it was still there. It would also be a smart idea to search the forest for the camping items of this group and dispose of them to give myself more time to deal with the situation. Or would it? I do not know but the first priority is the other human.
As I was walking towards the location of the other human, all of a sudden I felt dizzy and all my previous thoughts returned. It was painful.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...", I can not take it, help, go away meaningless thoughts, go aw....
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The night was young and the darkness surrounded Leigh.
The young demon was visibly in pain. He was holding his head and crouching down with his massive body. Something was happening to him, but what?