Damien stood on the carcass of the second Batsquatch which he had just killed. One of his legs on its head which he had just crushed against a hard trunk of a baobab tree. His eyes were glowing and his face stern. His body was positioned towards the front. He was looling like he had a score to settle. At his front, about a metre away, there were the remaining three Batsquatches growling at him. He had his reason for not taking off his leg from the head of the dead Batsquatch. Perhaps he was trying to pass a message across to the rest that if they knew what was good for them, they would know for sure that the same fate would catch up with them. Again, he did realise that the impression he was giving could be misinterpreted by the beasts. They could be scared away by the sight of one of them being killed. But that wasn't a reasonable thought to bank on. The system made sure to make it clear to him that he was to take down all the Batsquatches. Which meant, even if the Batsquatc
Damien should feel elated and bold because of the sudden change of the two Batsquatches who were left. The only meaning he could read to it was the fact that they couldn't bear to stand before him again. They probably were scared because of what he did to his recent kill. [Ping! Host should be ready for a wild impact. Double attacks.]"What!"Damien's jaws dropped. "They are not scared of me? They are getting ready? How could that be?"He knew he didn't have the time to argue with the system or his instinct. All he had to do was seize the moment and not be caught off guard. He couldn't afford to let his guard down. "Even if they would attack... wait a minute, I mean they are supposed to attack one after the other. Isn't that what the system said... or, was I the one who was thinking too much?"He found himself asking so many questions which he was reluctant to give answers to. "On the bright side, that's a good thing. If they come at me at once, it'll be a once-and-for-all thing.
Damien flipped the window system out. He took it down again. He looked around him. The only thing he could see was the transplanted shades of his red eyes on the trunk of the tall tress. He sighed. He knew he couldn't keep walking in the dark. He would attract several wild animals. He wasn't scared of any of the animals, he just didn't want anything to do with striving. Not at that moment. That was the moment for him to think of going back to Vegas. It was a beautiful feeling and thing to know that he wouldn't have to worry about traveling in full speed across the ocean. He had the teleport function. Though he had never used it before, he was reluctant to bring it out. There was usually one way to use a teleport portal. He didn't need to be told that. He had been wanting it all his life and there it was. But it was strange that when he finally got to use the telepprt function, he was no longer excited. He had thought that he would feel on top of the world if he was able to lay his
"Jada, check this out. How do I look?"Evelyn was dressed in a beautiful red gown, to-mactched with heels and a bag that connects fashionably with the heels. "Nah... that red is too flashy. Get another one whose tone is quite deep. That would suit your skin. You don't want to look like an octopus in a fish bowl."Some of the girls laughed at Jada's joke. Everyone had learned to make her feel comfortable. She was the most fragile of the group at that moment. No one would want to get her sad or mad. Except just one person,"Bullshit, Jada. Bullshit. I'm not in support of this idea of making her choose what looks good on us. You said that would be an emotional support for her, which would help the baby. But to me, this is emotional blackmail. To us."Yes you are right. It's Claire. None of the girls saw that coming, which left all of their jaws dropped. While some glared at Claire, some couldn't choose which reaction to nurse. "Tomorrow is a big deal for us. And whatever we choose thi
"What am I supposed to do? He is nowhere to be found. I have been trying to put a call through but the call has been falling through, declining even before it could beep."Mathew couldn't take his eyes off the face of Elisa. It was so obvious that she was frustrated as well as concerned.There was a great deal of fear in her eyes, and she wasn't trying to hide it anymore. It was as though her life was on the line. Mathew sighed. Himself was clueless, he had no idea what to do.He had been trying to reach out to Damien but the call wasn't going through either."I can't call off the party. If it was yesterday's night, it would have been easy. But it's the D-day. The girls are waiting, the board members are converging too. It is a matter of time before the invited guests get here. I'm so scared for my life."Mathew's eyes widened at that. He wanted to get up and walk to her, to comfort and assure her. But then he realised that they didn't have such relationship. For the fact, they were m
Damien felt a shadow towering over him. His eyes were shut, covered by the weary lids. He was still in a sleep state, though in the shallow sense. His brain was wide awake but his eyes were indifferent. The silhouette which was specifically hovering over his face was another condition to consider. He flipped his eyes open. When he did, he saw two red eyes staring dead at him in the eyes. He grunted and pushed his head to the side. "How long did it take you?"He wanted to push his body up from the soft bed but he felt claws in his chest. The force which pushed him back into the bed. ~ now what? Will you apologise right now or should I rip your face open?~Damien looked back at the creepy red eyes of the wolf which was supposed to scare him. He who no longer knew what the word 'fear' meant. He had forgotten how to be scared. "What kept you all night? Were you keeping a watch? You should have been done with it if you think you are up to the task."~ you silly cocky fool...~The wolf
"No, this can't be true."Mira was the first to break the silence after the announcement of the name of Damien. All the girls were astonished, bedazzled, stunned and swept off their feet. None of them could had seen it coming. Who had could had of it? The former cleaner and help boy of the group is now the owner? The owner of the most respected beauty group across the world?"It must be a prank.""How... Damien is the... how?""When... How..."They couldn't take their eyes off him. It was as though he was some god on whose good side everyone wants to be. Then suddenly came the resounding of claps from every corner of the hall. All the people present, including the dignitaries and board members and CEO's roared a sound of applause to celebrate the new owner of the BMX group. The girls who were still stunned had no choice but to join in in the formality. Some of them couldn't close their mouths. They didn't care that they were supposed to be the center of attraction. What was right t
"That's not part of the agenda. What is he saying?"Elisa wanted to stand up but Der growled at her and she sat back down. Damien and her were seated in a position where all eyes could see them.For Elisa, it wasn't really a good thing. There was already the rumor that she was dating her boss. If the media gets hold of something like this, it would even be more fatal. "Do you have any gifts to give them sir? I'll go find some right now. It won't take more than ten minutes. For those ten minutes, the girls could keep parading getting comments and pass from the --""I have gifts."Damien cut her short. He looked away from her at once to the nine girls. Their lips were moving, chatting in gentle voices. They were quite far from where he was, but he could hear them clearly. His hearing ability must have been updated too."That's not part of it...""None of the owners had ever given us gifts.""Is this his idea?""You fools get up and put up a smile."One of the girls scolded the rest. Th
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"