Fan Fiction ❯ Hybrid Genesis ❯ Origin ( Chapter 3 )

Origin

Croix didn't feel like doing any more work. He wouldn't get much done if he forced himself to keep working anyway. He sighed and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. His pet followed. Croix growled at his hybrid, and his pet winced and hid in a corner. Croix finished filling his glass and took a sip. He needed a name for his creature. He looked at his pet.

He walked back to the pile of papers stacked messily on the table. He pawed through them and found the booklet. It was in tons of different languages. He looked through the names again. He flipped to the german section. He blinked as he saw tons of words that he would never have thought were really words. He sighed and flipped to through the french section. He finally threw it back down on the table.

He noticed his pet was looking over his shoulder and growled threateningly. His pet backed away. He sighed and fell into a chair. He looked over at his pet. His pet stared back at him with those enchanting golden eyes. He felt drawn to them like a black hole. He shook his head and looked away. Croix thought of words that would describe his pet.

Violet, for the breed of course. Dragon and tiger for his type, and he was a green type. Silver for the hair and gold for the eyes. Croix shook his head furiously. Those were all just technical words. It didn't say anything about how his pet acted, it didn't describe what he was inside. Croix looked back at his pet. His pet was watching him curiously.

Croix yawned. He leaned back in the chair and looked at the ceiling. He let the chair fall back on four legs, and picked up the book. He flipped through it again. He finally gave up and tossed the book into the trash can. He stood. His pet looked up at him interested.

"Get your leash. We're going somewhere."

His pet ran off to get the leash. Croix slipped on his boots and pulled a coat on. His pet came back. Croix snatched the leash from his pets hands and snapped it on forcefully. His pet winced but said nothing. Croix set off and his pet hurried behind him. Croix went outside and walked along the sidewalk. He yawned again and shook his head as if to wake himself up.

There had always been many hybrids owned by people he knew. He never paid attention to them before though. Now Croix found that he looked at every one of them, studying them carefully. He almost ran into his next-door neighbor. Her name was Ms. Caola. She owned a black and red type, a panther/human hybrid. It was a male warrior type. She was out walking with him.

He had long golden hair around his pale skin. His eyes were dark and mysterious, glowing a strange greenish color. He kept licking his lips when he looked at Croix, making Croix quite nervous. Ms. Caola stopped to talk to Croix.

"How wonderful! You finally got one. I was wondering when you'd get off your high horse and finally break down and buy one. What's his name?"

"I um... don't have a name for him yet." Croix admitted sheepishly.

"Well that's certainly different. Are you just going to keep calling him `nameless'?"

"I uh... just can't find a name that suits him."

"He's very beautiful." said Ms. Caola, walking her hybrid around Croix' nameless one. "Reaper and I would love to add him to our collection."

"Oh, he's definitely not for sale." Croix said quickly and defensively.

Ms. Caola laughed. "Of course not. I wouldn't want to take your new pet away from you. Especially since you just got him. What type is he?"

"Uhm... violet type."

Ms. Caola was silent a moment then laughed. "Are you serious?"

Croix nodded warily. "Do you have any suggestions on names?"

Ms. Caola seemed to be stuck there a moment before she regained consciousness of the situation. "Oh no darling, I don't think I have any ideas for such a rare type. Good luck and good day." She hurried off.

Croix immediately regretted telling Ms. Caola anything. Now she'd go telling everyone, and everyone would want to see his pet, and that wasn't what he wanted at all. Croix dragged his pet along, away from the prying eyes' of Reaper. His pet stumbled to catch up to his owner, falling in stride next to him.

"What was that about master?"

"Don't call me that." Croix growled.

"Sorry ma... sorry."

Croix ignored him and walked along quite fast, dragging his nameless pet behind. He rounded the corner of a large building and looked at the shops lining the street. He was getting sort of hungry and found a café that served outdoors. He sat down and his pet kneeled on the ground next to him. Croix didn't ask. He didn't want to go into that again.

Previously when Croix had asked why he did some stuff he hadn't been told to, he got quite an answer. In fact, his pet simply stated instincts, and said nothing else the remainder of the night. Croix found it unnerving to have eyes watching him while he slept, and not hearing even breathing coming from their direction.

Croix ordered and then waited for his food. His pet stayed by his legs but his eyes were darting all over. His tail flicked back and forth lazily, the tip flitting up and down on the pavement. His eyes searched curiously at the people and hybrids walking by. It was as if he was taking everything in and carefully categorizing it for later use.

Croix' food arrived and Croix began eating. He then tapped his pets' shoulder. "You want anything to eat?"

His pet shook his head. "I find what I want to eat myself."

Croix had a disturbing thought go through his mind so he quickly went back to shoveling food into his mouth so he didn't have to talk or think. His pet started nuzzling his leg and Croix choked on a piece of lettuce. He quickly swatted his pet away angrily and glared at him. His pet winced and crawled a little ways away.

Croix ignored him and went back to eating. His pet was still looking around when he yelped in surprise. A shock ran through his body and he felt all the fight drain out of him. Croix ignored him, thinking his pet was being stupid again. Another shock zapped the violet breeds' body. He let out a shriek of pain and something muffled his cries. He fought as best he could but he no longer had any energy. He shut his eyes in defeat and allowed himself to be dragged away.

Croix looked around after he had finished his salad. "Hey where are you?!"

He started calling for his pet, growing more frantic each time he got no response. He went home and searched there, but his pet wasn't there. He searched along the park, the shops. His pet wasn't anywhere. He leaned against a tree to catch his breath then ran off another way, searching wildly.

The violet breed blinked lazily and managed to open his eyes. He saw a lady with long blonde hair and dark green eyes. She was wearing a simple silk outfit. He saw behind her were five other violet breeds. He remembered them. He blinked the remaining sleep from his eyes.

"Welcome beautiful. I'm your new master Chiave Sleutel. Call me mistress..."

The violet breed lunged to his feet angrily, and felt shocks flooding his body. Chiave was holding something, and it was causing the shocks. The violet breed fell to his knees, still clawing at the air as if to get to Chiave to destroy her. She tsked and stepped forward.

The violet breed snarled as she ran fingers down his face. He had no energy to hurt her. She had taken that. She climbed on the bed that he was on and situated herself comfortably. The violet breed cringed as she brought his lips to hers. She kissed him fully, demanding entrance to his mouth. He refused to let her in.

She grew annoyed and bit his lip. He opened his mouth as if to cry out, but she slipped her tongue inside. The violet breed grew extremely angry. This was unacceptable. He bit down hard with his fangs. She screamed and fell backwards. Her tongue was bleeding painfully.

"You disgusting creature!" she yelled angrily.

She flipped a switch, and shocks coursed through the violet breeds' body. He screamed in agony and his body convulsed painfully. The pain finally subsided and his fingers twitched slightly as the minor shocks still ran through his blood. He felt a stream of saliva dripping down his chin. His jaw was slack and he didn't have enough energy to shut it.

She smirked down at him. "You're going to be mine. You just wait."

The violet breed heard the door slam shut and locks clicked. Then the room was plunged into darkness. He closed his eyes feeling a strange wetness rolling down his cheeks. He knew he was crying. He didn't understand what crying was, but he knew he was sad. He finally felt sleep claiming him, and didn't fight it this time. He didn't have a reason to. Croix wasn't here. He didn't need to be watched over. He could sleep.

Croix collapsed against his bedroom door. Nothing was right. His hybrid wasn't there asking if he was okay, telling him he was beautiful, watching him get ready for bed. He was alone and it didn't feel right. He sighed as another pain ripped through his heart. He didn't know when he had fallen so much in love with the creature. He wasn't sure if it was love deeper than friendship, but he knew there was love of some kind between them.

He knew his breed had been made for pleasure and fighting. The pleasure side provided the love for his master, Croix. Croix had love for his pet as well, but he wasn't sure if it was just... some motherly love or instinct on his part. Whatever it was, he didn't want to think about it anymore. He crawled into bed and stared up at the ceiling. He wasn't going to get to sleep tonight. He was sure of it.

He stared at the plain white above him. What he had done today to find his pet. He had told the police and they said they would look for his pet, but they probably wouldn't. He called his neighbors and told them to be on a look out for his pet. He didn't tell them what kind it was. He also made sure they didn't already know. He had tried to contact Master Chiave Sleutel, but hadn't gotten through to her.

What was wrong with this? Where was his pet? Had he just simply run away? Or was he taken by someone? He snorted to himself. Who would take his pet? It was his. But he also was valuable. Very valuable. But no one that lived near him would dare take it. They would have to move and get a new identity before claiming to have a violet breed. That would be a lot of work. But they could.

Croix yawned, feeling sleep spread over him even though he didn't want to. He glanced over at the corner where his pet should be. No eyes glowed at him. There wasn't a sound of breathing. Not even Croix'. He noticed he was holding his breath. He let it out and relaxed as much he could. He didn't know when, but he eventually fell asleep.

Giggling. Laughing. Whispering. The violet breed opened his eyes. He glanced around. It felt cold. He looked down and saw he was naked. He wasn't surprised. He felt his neck. The collar! It was gone! He looked around frantically, and then saw Chiave Sleutel. She was holding his precious collar and smirking at him.

"Looking for something?"

The giggling and whispering grew louder. The violet breed saw the other violet breeds in the room. They pranced over and started running their fingers over his body, bringing him to arousal even though he didn't want to be. They coaxed his erection until he was almost at release. Then they slipped something over his erection. He knew he wouldn't be able to cum.

"Do you want to cum?" asked Chiave Sleutel in a husky voice. The violet breeds' mind was hazy from such a high, and he nodded. Chiave grinned and stepped forward. "Do you want me to help you cum?"

The violet breed found himself nodding again, though he desperately didn't want to. Chiave smirked and rubbed his stomach. He felt shivers of excitement and disgust run through his body.

"All you have to do... is ask." Chiave said, bringing her fingers away just above his arousal.

The violet breed angrily forced himself to think. He looked right into her eyes. "Get away from me." he said in as strong of a voice as he could.

Chiave looked surprised, then angry. "How dare you say that to me. I know what you want, you know what you want, and I will give it to you! All you have to do is ask me!"

"I don't want it. Get away from me." The violet breed said again.

Chiave slapped him hard. The violet breed lunged forward in anger and his claws barely touched her skin before he was thrown backwards. He felt burning fire race through his veins. It seemed to be eating at his skin, biting and burning with fury. The violet breed cried out in pain and clawed at his skin, angrily trying to get it to go away.

Chiave looked in horror as her new pet started marring his beautiful skin. She flicked the switch off and her `pet' stopped clawing madly. He lay there breathing heavily. He looked beautiful, even with all the blood over his skin. His chest slowly going up and down. She smirked and crawled onto the bed, pulling her clothes off. She positioned herself over him and kissed him deep.

He felt her kiss, and weakly tried to push her away. It was no use. She pressed harder and he felt moans erupt from his throat. He moaned into the kiss and rubbed his needy erection against her leg. She grinned and picked up one of his clawed hands. She put it on her right breast and massaged herself.

She let out a throaty moan as she felt her nipple hardening under the softness of the violet breeds' hands. The violet breed saw what he was doing but didn't stop her. He couldn't stop her. He could always pretend though.

"Your... your name... nggh... is going to be... mmmm... ahh... Seks." she managed to moan out.

The violet breed barely listened to her and instead leaned upwards and took the nipple into his mouth. He caressed it with his tongue, circling it before brushing his fangs over it lightly and then sucking on it. Chiave moaned out his new name. She rubbed her leg over his erection and Seks let out a whimper.

Chiave released his erection from its confinement and brought him to climax. Seks let out a cry of ecstasy, and called out a name. Chiave heard it, and was not pleased. It wasn't her name he cried out. It was `Croix'. She got off the bed and stared at him.

He was pumping his erection and moaning `Croix' over and over. She felt red creeping behind her eyes. He shouldn't be fantasizing about Croix! He was hers! Not his. He had wasted his time, and hadn't paid attention. Perhaps something could come from this though...

She snapped angrily at one of her pets to get her a camera. She had the camera in less than a minute. Seks was coming to his second orgasm. She snapped pictures of the beauty in the throe of passion.

He had his head back, the silver hair pooled beneath him like a dazzling river. His mouth was open, his eyes half closed, and his cheeks flushed. She could see the blood trickling from his new wounds, and a bit coming from his mouth. He had bit himself obviously. He was pleasuring himself and was writhing about.

She managed to take quite a few pictures and a good one of his orgasm. Seks closed his eyes all the way and drifted into sleep with a smile on his face. Chiave smirked and left the room. She went to her study and closed the door on her other pets. They could have some fun by themselves. She had work to do.

Croix blinked in surprise as he looked through his mail. One was different from the others. It was in a big blue envelope and was bulging dangerously It had no return address. He opened it carefully. Inside were about a hundred pictures of his pet. All of them were quite risqué. He felt a blush creeping across his body as he looked.

His pet was spread on a large bed, stroking himself and quite frankly having a good time. There was a caption on each. They were all different but basically said the same thing.

`Having a great time, glad you aren't here.'

Croix walked by a trashcan and dumped the rest of his mail in it. He didn't bother to look at them. He sat down in a chair and spread the pictures over the table. They were very well taken, each of them perfectly clear. Perhaps that wasn't a good thing. Croix felt the need for an extremely cold shower.

He let out a sigh and looked at them with a feeling of longing. One question continually ran through his mind.

Where are you?