Black Krakh. K.B - 14

[Sephirothsicase]

Light.

Lots and lots of light.

He, whatever he was, instantly covered his eyes as best he could, his wings provided little shield against he bright light. But it didnt matter as the light vanished with a click only a few seconds later.

He gazed around the room. Trying to communicate with whatever was there. A wet clicking sound echoed around the room as used the noise box in his throat. It didnt work, nothing replied. So he tapped against the wall, using what some people would call Morse Code. But it wasn’t that, that is stupid human things. the K.B are far more higher up the food chain than humans. K.B. Where did he know that from? How did he know that? It didn’t matter right now.

The light came on again, this time slightly. It just illuminated the box that he was in. It was a cage. His first thought was panick. Why am I in here? What is going on? Why?. His thoughts were so strong he could swear that they were echoing in the dark room. But then he realised that he wasnt trapped at all. He raised a clawed, square of a foot, and kicked the door that trapped him. It bent outwards. He kicked it again, a little harder, and it snapped open with a sound of ripping metal and he climbed out. Shouting came from a pair of stairs as he surveyed his surroundings.

He was in a dimly lit room. There were cages all around him, some big, some small. Others with things still dying slowly inside him. But they all had what seemed to be bits of white material hanging off their cages. He turned towards his and read it out in his mind.

"... Kuh... Rah..Kuh.. Ah.. Huh... Kra.. Krak? Crack?"

Someone was descending the stairs, he could hear the "Tap, Tap, Tap" of high-heeled shoes on the wooden stairs. He immediately leapt up onto the ceiling and tucked his wings into his back.

An female entered the room. Humans would call her attractive. Krakh called her fleshy. She was wearing blue rimmed glasses set lightly ontop of her nose. Her eyes were a rare shade of Green and her hair was long and one of the darkest tones of brown you could get.

Krakh hardly knew this language. It all sounded the same to him. Yet he did pick up on some..

"Come...Krakh....have some tests...do...the general....ts you to...failed experiment…" At that point she stopped and stared at the cage that he had previously smashed his way out of. He saw her face go pale; Krakh knew that meant she was afraid. And grinned. Showing all of his teeth.

[Embri]

With a nervous shove, she settled her glasses against the bridge of her nose. How had it gotten loose? Her boss would be so angry...

Quickly, the scientist glanced around the room, trying to find the escaped creature. A faint noise, or perhaps a shadow, made her look up. Gulping, she backed against the door.

The subject didn't look quite so controllable.... out of his cage. She fumbled for the door lock behind her, sweaty palms making it slide in her hands.

"Uh... nice bug?"

[Sephirothsicase]

Krakh had kept grinning, he let go of the ceiling and landed with a small "Chick." on the floor.

He took two strides towards her and shoved her against the wall. His taloned hand had folded into itself to form a hand shaped edge. With three talon stubs as thick fingers.

His hand around her neck, he squeezed. Not hard enough to kill her, but enough to put her under serious pain. He lifted her up of her feet so she could not get away. His face pressed almost right up against hers. Rows of teeth dripping with saliva only inches from her neck. He clicked again, that horrifying death rattle.

To her it would look as if it were grinning.

Death was grinning her in the face.

[Embri]

As if her day couldn't possibly get any worse... the young scientist's eyes opened wide, her fear evident within those deep eyes. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air, as she stared at the white, shining fangs. A few strangled noises managed to find their way out of her constricted throat, veins pulsing beneath the chitinous claws.

Somehow, she knew this would be the last thing she would ever see.

[Sephirothsicase]

Krakh pushed and twisted. Snapping her neck instantly.

She fell lifeless in his hand, blood slowly oozing from a small slit on the side of her neck.

He let her drop to the floor where he prompty devoured her slowly, ripping large chunks of flesh from the corpse. He walked slowly up the stairs and into the light.

A room, a small room with a load of monitors. The man was sleeping, luckily for Krakh. He would have been spotted instantly. He creeped over to the man and grabbed hold of his head, he awoke instantly as Krakh smashed his head repeatedly into the keyboard and desk as which he was sat.

He licked his fingers clean of brains and took the mans plastic-unlocker. There was only one door. He pushed the little plastic sqaure into the locker and it glowed green. He pushed the door open and emerged in a main foyer of sorts.

It was painted futuristic white. Some guy with a funny, short moustache was holding his hand up in a straight line and speaking in a weird laungage he couldnt understand. He was on a television. Another man was trying to buy something from a machine that had glass attached to the front, and items behind it. There was a vent above it.

He took a running jump and leapt onto the machine, his claws stuck into it with a ripping sound as he leapt through the vent. The machine toppled onto of the man, crushing him underneath from the chest downwards. He died within a few seconds.

[Sephirothsicase]

He made his way through the vent, untill it changed direction and he began falling, untill it was directly 90 degrees downards.

After a while, he fell out onto a green landscape. Well, it would have been green if not for the mud, rain and smoke. Trenches lined the field, one after the other. Tank Traps were seen easily though, and some people were running to and from these, training it seemed.

He quickly ran towards a tree and climbed it easily using his talons. He stuck his head out and observed around him. It seemed that a large shiny, pointed rectangle was billowing smoke on the sea. People seemed to be putting brown boxes into and onto it. That seemed the best place to go. It was a long walk though.

He dropped out of the tree, and right infront of a startled soldier. He had just raised his rifle by the time Krakh had chopped off his arms. He slammed his foot into his chest and brought his heel down on his rib-cage, shattering it and peircing his lungs. He died as he slowly drowned in his own blood.

Krakh soon came to an edge over a mountain, he didnt give twou thoughts about it before leaping off and plummeting to the bottom. he landed on concrete, which cracked underneath him. Three soldiers turned to face him, two began firing.

He instantly ran to the left, dodging the bullets that were fired at him, he curved around and leapt at the man, twisting in mid air, he cut his head off at the neck. He landed and ducked, throwing the head that was peirced on his talon at one soldier, while he charged at the other.

His talon ripped into his chest, and dragged downwards. His innards became his outtards. As he fell to the ground, trying to hold his guts inside him while screaming. The other shrieked in terror and dropped his gun. Krakh simply, and rather brutishly, lifted him up and slammed him time and time after again into the concrete. He became mush under his grip.

He climbed up the gangplank to the boat, just as somebody tried to pull it out from underneath him. He ran up the rest of it and leapt upwards, towards the boat.

[Sephirothsicase]

Talons slammed into the side of the boat. Silly humans.

About 5 armed men stuck their guns over the edge. He knew his was beaten so he slowly climbed upwards as they instructed. At least thats what he thought they were saying.

One man sharply kicked him across the wooden floor and down into the cargo area. He hissed at the man violently before going down the stairs. He couldnt pull anything just yet, he had about 7 armed men behind him in a very confined space. He would be punctured more times than he could count.

He let the men lock him in a cage, and he smiled at them with all his teeth as they left. He reckoned that they would not sleep tonight. So he sat back and he tried to sleep. He didnt get very far, the sea made him feel slightly queasy. And he blacked out.

The next thing he remembers is gunfire and explosions. And also more light. He hated light. He was on top deck and the boat had finished moving. And big T shaped things where flying through the air, they were painted green and metallic. Large explosions where landing too close to the boat for comfort. There were a few dead men laying around him, he soon felt hungry again. This cage was strong, he could get out of it no matter how much he struggled. He wouldnt have to soon.

This went on for a few minutes, from the scenery he gathered that everything had been hauled out of the cargo hold. Maybe because they had struck a rock or a mine or something. A large explosion caught his eye as something set alight in the sky. He heard someone shouting "Jump ship!" as it came straight for the floating metal square he was aboard. He gathered that it was called "Ship".

He had just enough time to mutter "Sorry ship" before the plane crashed into the ship's deack and smashed into the cargo, fire cascaded over the side of the edge as all the cargo, including Krakh, plummeted into the water.

[Sephirothsicase]

"Well, this isnt as bad as I thought it would be." Went through Krakh's mind as he plummeted toward the ocean floor. He had managed to snag a gasp of air as the plane took a large chunk out of a bar, the propeller had almost cut him in two.

But, the air was getting thin. He had hit an air pocket as something heavy landed over the cage. Krakh could swim well... Just not with a massive steel cage on his back. He tried forcing it but the water absorbed most of the force and all that happened was he pushed it lightly.

He looked upward, the could see a bright light through the murky surface of the water, he couldnt tell how far down he was but all he could see was darkness. The bright light must have been that Ship caught fire.

He folded one talon inwards so they would act like three fingers. While he brought his other 5 arms forward from his body, and began sawing away at the bars. It was slow, and rather difficult. After a minute, they came free. He snapped the bar off with the talon-less hand, and threw it away. He just managed to squeeze through, but his wings suffered a rather large rip. He rolled into a ball and trapped what was left of the air pocket underneath him, and slowly floated to the top.

He stuck his head above the surface of the water and took a deep breath. Ship was sinking as men dived off the surface, some couldnt swim, which Krakh throught was very stupid. He used his remaining 3 wings as oars, which he pushed against the water to propell him foward slowly.

Sand didnt feel so good underfoot, so he quickly retreated into the cover of what seemed to be a forest. Tall palm trees covered the sky, it was a dark place. Warm, but damp and dark. It seemed to have no population, apart from the odd deer or so that fled as soon as Krakh came crashing through the bushes. He didnt want to be silent, he wanted to find his way out. He still didnt realise why he was running.

He had been shot at on numerous occasions, suffered horrific tests which that... Girl had put him through, he was glad she was dead. But that still didnt fix his problem, he was lost, and he needed to find somewhere to hide away. This place didnt seem like a good idea, too many leafy green things, Krakh stood out like a sore talon. But after a while, something caught his eye.

[Sephirothsicase]

Goat. The best meal in the whole world as far as Krakh knew. The meat was soft yet sweet. Although, It was in someones garden. And a man was sitting against the wall with a rather large hat on his head. He didnt have a weapon, so Krakh waited untill darkness in a large palm tree. Trying to disguise himself as best he could as a large coconut. The man went inside after patting the Goat. As soon as the door closed, Krakh slid down the tree and plodded into his garden, trying to make as little sound as possible.

He shoved the goat into his mouth so he could pick it up, kind of like Crocodiles do when they transport their young. Except this ones head was left out of his mouth, and it didnt like being eaten. The Goat yelled out the sort of shout that only Goats can as he scurried away. The man inside dropped something with a clatter, Krakh could swear he heard "Que?" as he ran off.

Turns out, that this sort of goat was not nice. Though this red stuff inside it was. After a good few Goat-nappings, he had learnt that he could make two small puncture marksat the neck and the red stuff came flying out. This made the meal even easier. He always made sure to return the goat afterwards. It was common courtesy.

After a couple of months. Life was good for Krakh. He had found a nice cave, small at the entrance yet large on the inside. Very damp. And all the goats he wanted, he just had to go out and find them. Untill, one day. People started talking about him, it was a weird thing actually. There was this thing that was all white and written in a funny laungage. Although, the one word repeated over and over again was "Chupacabra." And right next to it was a picture of Krakh.

This was an outrage! How dare they call him this... Choopicabrah! He hadnt just taken Goats, there were birds, goats and horses. He liked horse meat. Very tender. So one day, he went out on a hunger strike and didnt eat anything. The papers has less "Chupacabra" on them, but there were still photographs of him and the animals he had eaten on it.

The next day after, he woke up with horrible stomach pains. He hadnt eaten anything and it had done him no good. He went massive on the eating part and ate...just about everything he could see.

He got back, mouth dripping with blood and sat down, and counted how much he had eaten. It was about... Five goats, three horses, a cat and something furless which he didnt know existed. He scavanged the paper again from the house only a little way away, and began looking for that word again. It was full of it. It showed people with guns which Krakh gathered that it meant that people were looking for him.

[Sephirothsicase]

Krakh was running again. It seemed that he was doing a lot of running these days. Only this time it involved a large village full of men armed with guns chasing him through a forest.

He had already been shot through what humans would call his shoulder, and now they were trying to kill him again.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!!" He schreeched out. But all the people would have heard is hissing, clicking and screaming. He came out of the forest and onto the yucky sand once more. He hopped about since it was hot and proceeded to run down a long lane made of wood, held above the sea. Two large ships were taking off, like the one he was put on earlier. Except this one was slightly weird looking.

He leapt at one of them and scurried over the surface, avoiding the fire that was coming at him from the rampaging villagers, he retreated down into the one area he knew would be empty. Cargo hold. Except, he got there and there wasnt any boxes. How very odd. He heard more gunfire coming from upstairs. Though the shots sounded different. They guys on the boat must be returning fire. That was killing two birds with one stone.

The sea-sickness returned to him. It must have been days since he last ate. Well, not really. He had eaten that cabin boy who had "Fallen overboard" by accident. Heh...

After a few more days, they landed on the port of something-or-other. It was a large place. Kind of. And they were loading Cargo from someone else. There was a field in the distance. Krakh could clearly see from standing ontop of the navigation deck. He slid over the side, and pushed his way across the water. Hiding himself as a rock or something that could be mistaken for rubbish floating on the water.

He hopped over the sandback and ran out onto a grey road. Quite hard. He heard a loud horn sound. He turned around as another big light shined brightly at him, it was approaching fast.

He leapt into the air and landed a lot faster than he thought with a metallic sound. He was ontop of another moving metal object.

"I hate my life."

[Sephirothsicase]

Krakh was feeling sick again.

Though this time it was because of all those lights going by rapidly. He turned over and lay on his back. He could have sworn he had seen a silver haired bloke in a suit fly by with bat wings only a few minutes ago. He was heading out to sea. Krakh shrugged, he had seen weirder things in his life.

This journey went on for another half an hour, untill it stopped to grab some fuel. Krakh jumped onto the roof of the "Gas... Stay-shee-on." and ran across it. He took another flying leap and cleared the fence and the bushes seperating the grey road from the forest. He landed in what seemed to be a load of what humans called "Stingy nettles." Though they werent very stingy.

He ran on and on for ages, trying to get away from the loud sounds of the metallic movers untill he smelt horse. It seemed like two of them. He was so very hungry... So he followed his nose...er... Nose holes.

He had gone on running for what seemed hourse, he forget which way was which untill the smell got stronger. He leapt into a tree and stuck his head above it. There they were. Two of them...

[Embri]

Embri snorted. A strange metallic-acid smell, very faint, tickled her nose. Throwing up her head, she looked around carefully, scenting the wind.

Ajaxon noticed her posture and looked around curiously as well. ~What are you looking for?~

"Danger..." Embri replied, tail switching in agitation. "Do you smell it? Something different... "

Jax sniffed, mimicking his mother. ~Nope... no funny smells... gonna go play now~ He trotted towards the garden path, Caitir giggling on his back.

[Sephirothsicase]

The smaller one was moving away from the group, along with a small bundling child laughing away in a high pitched voice. These humans young were so ugly... So fat...

He pushed off with his powerfull legs, and shot through the air. Angling his body straight, as if to go further. He landed as soon as the white, fire horse had turned its back. Krakh landed right next to her and took off towards the two young. It should be easy...

He would grab them, and run off with them. Then eat them later. They looked kinda funny for normal animals and humans.

[Embri]

Embri whinnied in alarm as something large and black and fast whizzed past her towards the youngsters.

~AJAXON! RUN!~ Embri mentally lashed at her youngster, goading him to flee. Embri bolted after the insectiod creature, white hot flames building in the back of her throat. She held back her attack, swerving towards the side for a clear shot.

Jax whirled around as his dam yelled, almost unseating Caitir in his haste. Eyes wide as the dark shape rushed towards him, the colt .... shattered.

Two dozen copies of Ajaxon and Caitir scrambled away in all directions, perfect duplicates in every way save for physical substance.

Embri stumbled, momentarily distracted by the sudden multiplication of her charges. "What... the HELL?" Only hoping the unknown aggressor would be just as confused, she took aim at the dark shape and released a searing blast of flame.

[Sephirothsicase]

Krakh slowed a little before looking at the horse behind him. He was annoyed a bit, horses didnt shoot fire. He stopped momentarily as the flame went by, screeching to a hault before taking off again. She was almost as fast as him. He moaned a little as the horse and kid became... many horses and kids. Although, it was easily fixed.

Another thin layer slid over his eyes, and glowed slightly. He saw plainly in heat now. He looked around the copies untill he found it, one pair was slightly warmer than the rest. That was them. He grinned, revealing his teeth. And took off with an extra boost of energy.

Food.