Okay for all intents and purposes this is the finale of the story, there is one more chapter but it is straight up porn with no plot and can be skipped if you’re not into that. That one will hopefully be up tomorrow. Thanks to anyone who made it this far for reading!
This was the first time you’d been to König’s home but you weren’t paying attention to anything around you, your focus was on him as he locked the door behind you and shouted something in German over his shoulder.
A bald man with a mustache and an average build came around a corner to meet you at the door. He wore military garb and held a machine gun. This should have scared the shit out of you, but you were strangely calm. Crises had always brought on a sense of clarity you rarely had otherwise. Once the danger or stressor had passed you broke completely, but you were great in a tight spot and kept calm easily during.
You knew that König employed private security at his home as well as the hotel, but you’d never seen any of them decked out like this. This man was a professional who knew how to handle his weapon. The rest had been off-duty cops who you frankly wouldn’t have trusted to guard your lunch from your coworkers, but they made the guests feel safe.
The man stationed himself in front of the locked door as König led you further into the house. He brought you to a living room with a large fireplace along the wall to your left. The front and right-hand walls were crystal clear glass, looking out over a meadow lined with thick forest. You could see the lights mounted about the house that must have allowed König to light the meadow very well at night, though they were off now. It was still mid-afternoon so the light was just starting to fade a bit.
He led you to a large white couch facing the fireplace and sat next to you, taking your hands in his.
“I am sorry if I have scared you, but something has happened,“ he told you. "The breeding specimen I introduced you to, I made a mistake. I am so sorry, my love.”
“What do you mean a mistake? I don’t understand,” you answered.
“I didn’t recognize her changes in behavior lately, and I should have. She shouldn’t have been brought near you at all with the state she’s in,” he tried to explain.
“What changes, please, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Slow down.”
“My researchers and I met today to discuss her progress, and pointed out some things that confused them, but alarmed me. We track all of our specimens in the wild, of course, and she had changed her normal hunting routes overnight, traveling much farther from the Resort than she normally does.”
“Okay, and what does that have to do with me?” you asked.
“She seems to be…” he swallowed audibly. “It seems as if she’s grown unhealthily attached to me as a caregiver, and has been… hunting you since last night, she’s not been out of earshot of you since you met her.”
Your stomach dropped. You were being… hunted? What? How did a job at the front desk of a hotel turn into this? Was it worth it? Was he worth it? You knew the answer to the question before you asked it. Of course he was. He would always be worth it to you.
“Okay, so what do we do?” you asked.
He pulled you closer to him with one arm and kissed your temple.
“We keep you safe, just like I promised.”
That dark weight on his hip had suddenly become too heavy to bear, and he was glad he was sitting down. He held you tight, unsure if he would be able to do what needed to be done if the time came.
“I have my men searching the woods to drive her out, she won’t be far now that you’re here. I cannot get her to respond to my calls anymore. She is completely out of my control.” He ran his hand through his hair anxiously. “But if we can bring her here we can capture and subdue her.” He hoped he was right.
“I want you to stay with me at all times, alright?” he asked, though it barely sounded like a question.
“Okay,” you chewed the inside of your lip nervously. He sensed how nervous you were, though you were doing a great job of not showing it.
“Come here.” He turned and pulled your head to his chest, running his fingers through your hair. You sniffed once, deeply, to keep yourself from crying. You resumed your abnormally calm demeanor but stayed with your face buried in his chest, breathing in the scent of him as he rubbed your back, shushing you and muttering reassurances.
You stayed like that for a while, until you were interrupted by the sound of the crackle of the radio on the front door guard’s hip. He answered in German and quickly left the house through the front door at König’s nod, locking the two of you in again once he was on the other side.
“They’ll find her soon.” he whispered in your ear, your face still pressed into the front of his shirt. You sat up at his words, and that’s when you heard it, that strange screeching you now knew belonged to a creature bent on your death. It was a strange feeling saying that so nonchalantly, even if only to yourself. This animal wanted you dead for competing for the attention of the man you loved.
“What the fuck…” you whispered through an exhaled breath.
“What was that?” König asked you.
“Nothing.” You pulled his arms back around you and settled in to wait as he held you warmly, his chin resting on the top of your head. You could call it cozy if it weren’t for the bloodthirsty animal coming after you.
Just saw Heretic and it is so right about the inherent horror in questioning your beliefs, in the dawning realization that the people you trusted were lying to you (sometimes, intentionally), and that the quest for truth can feel like a slow descent into the pit.
Okay guys, here’s part 4, I’m not sure how long this will go, I guess I’ll just write until I get to the ending I’m planning. As always, likes and comments are greatly appreciated, you don’t know how excited it makes me to get a comment on something I’ve written or drawn!
hi tumblr peeps! 10 years ago today (or maybe it was yesterday, close enough heh) i started the hexeosis animated hexagon art blog here on tumblr, the first place hexeosis ever existed. i posed a few gifs that first week and really got going in August of 2013. I was super fortunate to have my gifs go viral almost right away and its been honor and a privilege to share my artworks with you all. thanks everyone for all the reblogs, comments, likes, shares, purchases, feedback, angry emails, it’s all good and am forever grateful that you took to the time to look at my silly brightly colored shaped polygons. here’s to 10 more years! (provided we survive the robot apocalypse)
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Cabildo Quarterly. Issue #13. Summer 2019. With new poetry, fiction and essays from Margarita Serafimova, Luke Kuzmish, Ama Birch, Ben Stein, Katherine Sinback, Bruce McRae and Jude Vachon. Available here. All right!
Cabildo Quarterly #12, summer 2018 is available now! With new writing from Kaylee Duff, Timothy Berrigan, Kelli Stevens Kane, William Repass, Kurt Morris, Paula Coomer, Daryl Gussin, Margaret Emma Brandl and Howie Good. Click here or get at us for hard copies.
To commemorate the first anniversary of you-know-what, Dead Trend has recorded a cover of New Order’s “Age of Consent.” Check it out here: https://deadtrend.bandcamp.com/track/age-of-consent-2017
