Disclaimer: the idea and concept of Kain belong to
people who are not me. No suing the nice little girl now.
Light: this is weird; it came to me at
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I sit there watching, willing myself not to move, not
to breathe just be perfectly still. Yet my heart hammers in my chest, thumping
fast and loud. But he doesn’t seem interested in me. He sits a space away from
me on my cream sofa, not paying the slightest bit of attention to the small
human girl having a break down next to him. In fact he seems almost fascinated by
the coffee table. He sniffs at a cup holding four hour old coffee, a little
cold coffee has spilled over into the saucer, his tongue flicks out, touching
it, briefly, enough to taste, his face screws up in disgust, I make a mental
note not to offer him coffee.
His attentions back on the table now, discarded
chewing gum papers littler the table he lifts one gently in between two
delicate razor sharp claws, the thin paper doesn’t tear, he is being extremely
gentle, my terrified mind wonders briefly what those claws would feel like
going trough my skin.
He sniffs the paper, finding fading traces of
spearmint. My fear seems to lessen a little, he is not acting dangerous at all,
almost a child like curiousness about him, but I know he is a predator, my mind
flashes images of a time I went with my mother to a wild life sanctuary, tigers
lounged lazily in their cages, seeming large and fluffy, people ‘aww’ed at them
a child reached trough the bars, I remember remarking to my mum about tigger
from winne the pooh. Then the keeper came with dinner. Instantly my cute tigers
changed, teeth and claws buried into dead flesh. I
watched frightened and teary eyed as tigger ate piglet.
But as I watch him now he lifts the half empty packet
of gum pulling out a fresh piece. Without thinking I reach forward and try to
gently take it from him. His eyes meet mine and my mind screams at me to run,
why did I draw attention to myself! Then he lets go, I almost faint from
relief. I sit back and with trembling fingers begin to pull the wrapper away,
he watches. I hand him back the unwrapped gum, which he takes, elegant black
claw lightly grazes my finger tip drawing blood, like a paper cut. I find my
shaking voice
”it’s gum, you chew it but don’t swallow” I take a
deep breath and draw my legs up to me, he watches me for a few more seconds and
I close my eyes shaking more so.
After a few hour long seconds I open my eyes to find
him chewing, his expression one of curiosity once more. He can’t seem to decide
if he likes it. I relax a little, happy his attention is no longer on me. I
relax too much and randomly pop my gum, blowing a tiny bubble before pushing it
till it pops making a short sharp sound; it always was a bad habit.
He turns faster than I would have thought possible, I
flinch back, waiting for claws to become imbedded in my flesh. Popping gum was
never a crime, but I know he had killed for less. He moves closer to me, and I notice Vorador’s
ring hanging from an evolved ear, I remember it was made from blood and teeth
but I have never thought about it before, now looking at it I wonder how he can
stand having it embedded in his flesh, the look of it is revolting, like a
chunk of corpse left eternally rotting from his lobe.
His head tilts to the side blinking yellow cat like
eyes at me and I whisper
‘Gum pops, you . . . blow’ I pause to take a deep
breath ‘bubbles with it’
‘How’ the simple word is snapped at me
Briefly I demonstrate and blow another bubble this one
larger than the last, I can’t believe it I’m showing off and chewing gum is
hardly lady like behavior. He sits back and makes a few attempts failing but
after the third try he manages a tiny bubble, having discovered how to do it he
continues. I taught the Lord of Nosgoth a bad habit not as bad as random murder
but still hardly fitting behavior for a king either.
A few pops latter he lifts a few other pieces of gum
from my coffee table shredding the wrappers easily before almost violently
shoving the pieces in his mouth chewing rapidly. My suicidal-ness returns and I
lean over him and gather the last two pieces before copying his actions. My
mind almost explodes ‘your having a gum blowing competition with Kain’ it yells
at me trying to make me see sanity but I don’t listen and blow my first bubble,
he follows.
His is getting bigger so I increase mine and it bursts
causing his to as well, I close my eyes sniggering expecting to be covered in
gum but I am not, I open my eyes and don’t know weather to run or laugh. He’s
covered in it.
Half an hour later and he’s sulking at the foot of my
sofa while I sit above him running a brush and fingers through his ashen hair
trying to be gentle, pulling out bits of chewed gum. I can’t help but snigger
quietly; a low growl makes me stop.
‘Sorry’ I whisper my voice seems incapable of doing
anything else
I find another piece and go about removing it, I tug
slightly and he jerks growling again more in frustration than pain, I want to
roll my eyes but am to frightened. Once all the stickiness is removed his hair
glides like dry snow through my finger tips, it’s beautiful really.
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Light: told you it was strange. Please review and I
may add other random chapters.