Thread: The Beast and Beauty (Caleb Raines & Whispered Secret)

He didn't have a name, at least not a normal name. After all he was an experiment in genetics that made him a monster. They called him Omega 8, he was the 8th experiment in the batch that had been altered with the same splicing as him. He was also the only Omega to survive the experiment. There had been other types of experiments taking place in the facility housed deep underground. For Omega, the only thing human about him was a portion of his face, the rest of him was a mix of genetics that gave him hard leathery wings capable of flight. He had a long tale that started thick and tapered down to a point, he could use it in many different ways. His hands were thick, large and tipped with fingers that had retractable claws. While his face was mostly human, he had sharp teeth and a long tongue almost snake like. He stood at nearly seven feet tall, broad body with hard muscles. If not for the monstrous body that many said resembled more of a gargoyle, one might consider his physique to be perfect. Well, as perfect as it could be with the scars that criss-crossed his back, chest and arms from the many years of abuse. His ash gray skin was marred by those white scars that were bright against his skin. Even along his cheek one ragged gash scarred his face. Of course, he had gotten his revenge. The main team was just getting ready to torture him again when a hand with a knife in it reached for his cock and he snapped. By the time all was said and done, he had slaughtered many in the facility, releasing all the others that were captives. There were a few he had to kill, he could still see their terror filled eyes as they begged him to end their pain. The very thought caused a growl to erupt from deep inside, a female called Beta had been forced to endure life with a spine that was practically snapped in half the way it had misshapen from birth. He had often heard her screaming and crying as they grew up, heard her pain. She couldn't have escaped with them, so he had put her out of her pain and killed her. After that he found the family responsible for all of the experiments. He made short work of ripping the man's head off his shoulders and punching his hands through the woman's chest. When his eyes fell on their teenage daughter, he started to advance on her. When he was in reaching distance, he hesitated and instead of adding her body to the slaughter, he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder carrying her out. No matter how much she struggled, he held onto her until they reached a room he knew well. He went for the sedatives that he had often had used on him and without warning injected some in her. As soon as she was out, he grabbed more to bring with him. He switched things so that she was held wrapped in his tail while he destroyed the facility, starting fires and then left. Once outside, it took a moment for him to adjust. He had never been outside before, it was so large, so unending. Sweeping the girl into his arms as she slept, he took off into the air. Every time the girl began to stir, he drugged her again. He rested very little, making his way as far from the facility as he could in case someone came looking. He did stop once, strip the girl down and bathe them both before he continued on. Finally, he found something that he felt was suitable. It was high on a hill, far from people, there was a cave with two entrances, one was far too high and slippery for a girl to climb but he could fly to it. There was running water that filled a warm pool. He left her drugged inside as he blocked the entrance with large rocks he found strewn about. After he gave her a more recent dose, he left again and foraged, finding fresh fruits he remembered watching the humans eat and carried a large amount back having used the girls clothing to make a kind of bag out of. He also found a line with clothes hanging off of it and had taken several items. He believed they were skirts and shirts as he knew their names from the limited education the facility offered. He used boulders and rock to also create a basic room so that the girl couldn't run, nor would she risk herself by falling into a pit in the network of caves. The only reason he chose not to kill the girl was because she had never raised a hand against him and he had needs that he had never been able to act on. He also created a few depressions high in the walls where he kept the sedatives so the girl wouldn't be able to get to them. Finally, nearly five days after everything had begun, he didn't sedate her again. Instead, he built a small fire and then drew the sleeping girl onto his lap making her body straddle his. While he had taken the skirt and shirt for the girl, which was all she currently wore, he had taken no clothing for himself which left him completely naked. It also meant that when the girl woke she would find that his cock was semi-erect and snugly held in place so that the base was against her pussy while the rest was inside her skirt going up toward her stomach. Even though his strong arms were around her waist, he also wrapped his wings around her. He had no idea if the cave was warm or cold to human standards, he didn't feel things the same way they did. While he had very inhuman aspects to him, the one thing he was conscious of was that if he wanted to keep her for his needs, he needed to keep her alive and see to her basic needs for food, water and warmth. His body temperature had always run higher than humans, he recalled that information from listening to the doctors that poked and prodded him. Sighing, he leaned his head back, his wings locking together around her and he closed his eyes. He knew that he would wake if she began to stir on his lap. He just needed a rest, something he had done little of since he snapped and went on his rampage.