Pet: Genesis - Chapter 42 (Patreon)

I felt that this was way too juicy to leave for another week so double update. Enjoy!

Iris

I haven’t felt fear this heavy since I first encountered Remus. My legs tremble slightly and I find myself lacking oxygen. It takes all my willpower to forced myself to inhale and allow my lungs relief.

Xion is alive. And judging from my brother’s condition she is out for blood. I make my way to where Cypress is seated taking in his wounds. The armor he has on has been shredded to ribbons, doing very little to protect him. And it takes all my willpower to remain calm even though I feel like I’m about to pass out.

“Cypress you need a medic,” I say softly. Cypress keeps his head down but I can see the small tremble in his fingers. He must have encountered her personally. I gently place my hand on his back to still his tremors.

“What happened?” I ask.

“… she wiped us out. With barely any effort. The brute strength was unlike anything I had ever seen. She was nothing like Remus,” he says. I let out a breath, looking away.

“That’s because Remus was always holding back with all of you…” I say absentmindedly. Remus is the oldest and the most in control. He was calm and patient dealing with humanity on our own level. But now Xion is involved and it doesn’t seem like she is holding back.

Cypress sways lightly under me and I try and catch him. The ice pack falls form his face as his consciousness wanes and my heart immediately leaps in my chest as I take in the bloodied gash on his face. I look at the other resistance leader in a panic as I try and shake him back to consciousness.

“He needs a medic now!”

The trip to the facility takes longer than I would like especially since Cypress is dead weight at this point. He’s lost consciousness revealing the hideous bruising on his face. There’s a massive gash running above and beneath his eye and he’s losing too much blood.

“We need help!” I scream as we burst into the medical wing. My words are swallowed, however by the large amount of injured resistance members strewn out along the walls. I have to fight back the vomit threatening my lips as I take them in. Their wounds are deep, some missing limbs while others are bleeding out profusely. And Cypress is one of them.

The medical team notices that I have Cypress on my arm and one immediately comes to our aid, her eyes roaming over him in horror.

“Why is he just now coming to us?” she hisses as she takes in his wounds. I shake my head handing him off on the gurney as they begin to check his vitals.

“He went home… I guess he thought his wounds weren’t serious,” I say softly as they start screaming commands at one another. Tears fill my eyes as I watch Cypress bleed out on top of the gurney.

“Please save him,” I murmur. My heart aches at the thought of losing my brother. Even though he’s treated me indifferently, a part of me still sees him as my brother. I can’t lose him, not like this.

I watch helplessly as they wheel him away already cutting away at his clothes tensing when I feel a hand on my shoulder. Its the other resistance leader. His name is Mark, I recall.

“There’s nothing we can do now. Let’s get out of the way and leave them to do their job.”

I look around the crowded hall once again forcing myself to regain my composure. After convincing myself that he’s right, I make my way out of the medical wing holding my arms to my chest.

Xion is alive. Someone miscalculated something, and I feel fear just imagining what she’s going to do if she finds this place. And she cannot be far. In my thinking, I don’t pay attention to where I’m heading and almost run face first into someone.

“I’m sor-”

I trail off when I see Iriel. His expression is not one that is happy to see me. His gaze narrow slightly as he takes me in, shifting over my shoulder to the medical wing.

“Five years, I’ve managed to lead this place with no hindrances from the outside. You come here for a few weeks, and she ambushes us in the same region,” he says. I can feel his anger as he looks down on me.

“What did you tell them? How did she know our location?” he asks. Part of my brain goes immediately on high alert from his tone. It screams danger. I look around me to see that I am all alone with him, and it doesn’t sit well with me.

“I didn’t tell her anything,” I say firmly.

“Do you take me for a fool? I know you visited Ezra while we were away. And days later we’re attacked.” Iriel steps closer to me, his eyes roaming over me in anger.

“My patience for you has thinned immensely, Iris. Do not lie to me. I cannot promise your brother will make it out of this safely if you continue this farce,” he growls.

I know I should feel fear from the weight of his words but I don’t. Compared to the presence of Remus, dealing with Iriel is child’s play. I narrow my gaze stepping closer to him.

“You’re scared, aren’t you?” I ask searching his gaze. A strange feeling washes over me, something that seems to cloud my sane mind as I study him. I shake my head when I finally see it. The terror in his gaze. Amusement strikes me at the sight.

“You lied to these people to gain their trust. You promised them you would fight for them but you only used them to see just how far you could get in ending Remus. You had no idea he would find out about your betrayal and when he did, you were forced to hide along with them and just when you thought you found your out, I destroyed your last bit of hope of ever returning,” I say. His eye fill with rage as he studies me but for some reason, I can’t stop the words pouring from my lips. 

“You won’t kill me. You won’t touch my brother. If you do, and Remus somehow survived, you’ll be ending your own life,” I say. Out of instinct, a laugh leaves my lips earning me every bit of Iriel’s rage. I don’t have time to register his hand coming towards my throat as he grips me, lifting me off the ground with the force. I cry out, my hands immediately clawing at his own as he seethes beneath me.

“You are very lucky Remus favored you or your throat would be crushed. I may not be able to kill you, but that does not change the fact that you are nothing more than a glorified whore he fell to because of what lies between your legs. If you think you will live through this either after betraying him you are sorely mistaken. Xion will end your life long before I have the chance to, and I will revel in that you fucking traitor,” he growls throwing me to the ground. I cry out in pain looking up in time to see him storming away from me.

The moment he leaves, the strange weight that fell over me disappears, and I suddenly realize there are tears streaming down my cheeks. I silently sit up wiping them hastily.

We’re fucked. We’re all fucked. It’s only a matter of days if not hours before Xion finds us. There’s no telling where Iriel will do if he doesn’t just flee tonight. I slowly rise from my place in the dirt, wiping the grime off of me before I walk away from the facility. I don’t know where I’m going, but I just continue to walk as I lose myself in my thoughts.

My head is pounding, my body aching as more tears fall down my cheeks. This is how it ends. All of this was for nothing. Everything I did and endured. The fact that I murdered Remus and damned humanity to a fate worse than him is more than I can bear. I’m not sure what I want anymore. As I look around at the run down resistance, I find myself falling into Sky’s mentality. Why did I fight for these people? Why did I risk everything for them?

They are corrupt. They don’t care about moving forward, they only care about survival, something I should have done a long time ago. Against my better judgement I find myself thinking of Remus in our last days together. He had changed. He was changing. And I ruined it all by killing him.

“What was I thinking?” I whisper to myself. Regret hits me full force as I make my way through the dark town. I regret what I did. Living in this harsh reality has made me realize just how sheltered Remus kept me. Sky was right; I am naïve.

I finally realize where it is I am going, the familiar house coming into view. The light is still on in the window meaning he is still awake. I make my way up the steps to the last person that seems to understand me in this world, knocking on the door. I hear his footsteps before the door opens revealing Jude. His hair is messy and he has a light sheen on sweat on his chest as he studies me with wide eyes. He immediately notices my tears, angling his head to take me in.

“Are you ok?”

I don’t speak, stepping into the room and smashing my lips to his.

I vaguely register the door closing behind me as Jude’s hands come to rest around my waist. He pulls away from me looking at me in shock.

“Wha-”

I place my fingers against his lips, mustering all the bravery I can.

“… Please,” I whisper. His expression shifts and he seems to understand my dilemma without me having to express myself. He gently takes hold of my fingers, pulling me away from the front room to the bedroom.

Once we reach the room, he turns on me placing his lips against mine. His lips are warm, but not as soft as Remus’s as he kisses me. I feel his hands around my waist pulling me into him. He’s shorter than Remus was, so I can feel his erection straining against his pants on my groin as he rubs against me.

His skin is warm, not the intense heat like Remus’s, but the normal temperature of a human. I find myself threading my fingers through his hair as I deepen the kiss. I vaguely note that my head is beginning to hurt, but I push it to the back of my mind trying to find relief from my emotions.

Jude’s tongue slips into my mouth as his hands roam under my shirt. He maneuvers us to the bed, laying me gently against the scratchy blanket, his hand grasping my breast. I let out a soft gasp as dull pleasure begins to come alive inside of me but I need more. I want more fast. I flip Jude over crawling on top of him. His eyes widen as I pull my shirt over my head, leaning to place kisses along his throat. All the while I grind myself against him, trying to find release.

My head is beginning to pound as the throb grows, but I ignore it. Jude’s hands find my face pulling me to his lips as we both struggle to remove our clothing. My hand slips between us and I hear Jude moan softly beneath me as I take him in my hand. His size isn’t as large as Remus, but he’s still well endowed as I begin to stroke him, lifting myself above him.

I hesitate as the pounding in my head becomes unbearable, my mind shifting to thoughts and images of Remus. I hear Jude saying my name but I have only one thing in mind as I slowly sink atop his shaft. I bring myself up, letting gravity help me as I place my hands atop his chest to steady myself, riding him.

My breathing comes out in soft pants until it suddenly feels like I can no longer breathe. My throat feels like it is being crushed. I hear Jude saying my name, but the world around me seems to blur just as something trickles out of my nose. A cough leaves my lips as the pounding ache in my head feels like a battering ram against my skull, the world around me spinning. I can taste blood on my lips, my body suddenly convulsing on its own and I collapse.

I can feel Jude shaking me, screaming my name but I can’t respond. I can do nothing as some outside force slowly strangles me from within. I can feel myself convulsing, my muscles taking on a mind of their own.

I feel my body being lifted from the ground, and the sound of Jude screaming permeates my consciousness, but I can do nothing as darkness overtakes me.

* * * * *

Remus

I keep my eyes focused on the massive crater that now sits in front of me from my rage. The water splashes, colliding with itself as it tries to fill the new emptiness of the ocean. My body is trembling with rage as I try my best to regain my composure, but it feels like a mundane task. 

I should have killed her. Her life is mine to command but I decided against it at the last second. I let her live when I should have killed her. I shout letting my power loose as I rip up the shore of the beach, the sand dissipating into nothing as the rock beneath it explodes into debris. 

“Remus?” Xion’s voice pulls me from my rage filled haze but I don’t respond to her. I breathe. It’s the only thing I can do to keep from destroying more of the planet. After a moment, I finally turn to face her.

“We leave now.”