Thread: Dominion Over Her (BennyQ x Sketchyequine)

The hound seemed endless in its fury, no matter how many times Kordavo stabbed it in the gut. Teeth clamped like sharp needles through the muscular sinew of his arm but adrenaline kept him fighting to the very end, keeping the pain at bay. It only seemed a matter of time before either he gave out. He might kill this beast but others might leap upon him, as a second was already prowling for scarps off its mates kill. For a moment Kordavo was about to lose all hope, until sudden shots rang out and the hound fell limp and dead upon him. More shots fired out and the second hound died, just as Kordavo pushed the first off of him. The last didnt survive much longer. Kordavo just lay there a moment, panting. His midsection was covered in the hounds blood and his arm was cut and torn. The girl had saved him and she was remarking on their circumstances, before offering to help him. He ignored her, rising to his feet with a wince and looking about. They were surrounded by the dead and dying carcasses of seven vicious and deadly hounds. Natives to the forest? Their green flesh leaked and oozed a strange blood but Kordavo didnt stick around to admire their nature. With the knife, he plunged it into the eye socket of the beast with a wounded leg and plunged his knife into the other, drawing out the one he had embedded within its eyes. These were really good knives and he took a moment to wipe them on the grass. Then he strode to the girl and swept up his sidearm, checking the charge and sticking it in his belt alongside her knives. Be quiet. Was all he hissed to her, once more kneeling down to unsling his survival kit and bring out the biofoam. Fuck, he was down to half already. He couldnt keep sustaining wounds like this and the foam was only a temporary measure and painkiller, not meant to patch up and heal serious injuries like he had on his arm. But for now, there wasnt much else he could do. He closed his eyes and sprayed an insufficient amount onto his arm, not enough to fully numb the pain but enough to ensure it didnt become infected and grant him some use of the limb. He stowed the canister away, reduced to a quarter now. He would soon be out and therell be nothing left to deal with wounds. Like hell he would take the girls help though. It was at that moment, as he stuck the canister back into the survival kit that the howling of many, many more hounds were heard. They were alerted to the absence of their party and what was worse was that it came from the direction of where his ship was. More were coming and it sounded like dozens of them. Without a word, he strode over to the girl and grabbed her under her shoulders, hefting her up onto her feet. Move it. He said to her, shoving her forward and glancing over his own shoulder. Was that movement he espied in the foliage yonder? He couldnt tell, the rustle of bush and branch made the whole forest seem alive. They needed to get away though, perhaps find higher ground or some sort of cover. Could they climb a tree? He didnt stop to find out. He followed after the girl, continually pushing her to keep her ahead. At least he had her as bait. The howling was drawing nearer and a flurry of mournful cries showed they had found their slain comrades. Kordavo kept pushing forward, gritting his teeth as every jerk and shifting of his limbs through running brought a lance of pain into his arm, faint but significant. It would be even worse when the biofoam wore off. Most would heal but not all of it and he had to ration it. Youre too fucking slow. Do you want to be mutt food, stupid girl? He growled. She wasnt, but he was just frustrated and he stopped her, turning her towards him. He crouched quickly, threw his arms about her knees, and stood, raising her up in the same gesture and putting her over the hard ball of his shoulder. Tell me when theyre close. He said to her. They were close. Their eyes could be seen, stalking after them. The trees ahead seemed endless but Kordavo recalled valleys and mountains nearby and around. He ran and the hounds closed in. There were dozens. Even at full charge with his sidearm, he could not shoot them all, even if he had a vantage point. They were gaining. It seemed like the end, the hounds already racing towards them until the ground suddenly crumbled and broke under them. A slender and barely visible gorge ran through the forest floor and they had fallen right through it. But thankfully it had once been a river, where over the course of countless millennia unknown to Kordavo or the girl, the waters had flowed and smoothed the walls of this hidden valley before it had drained itself out. Kordavo hit the side and they slid down at immense speed, the girl coming down in front of him so her face didnt get smeared on the smooth rock walls, though near the bottom, the water had also carved bowls and spherical shapes. After sliding down for some thirty feet, they curved and came to a halt in the center of one. Kordavo panted, his heart still catching up with him after the fall. Above, a dozen hounds lined the cliff edge and peered down. They did not follow. No vegetation grew here except for some sickly looking scrubs. It was dry and empty, the waters having drained everything with it, leaving only a faint bed of sediment at the bottom. Above, through the slender crack in the earth, it seemed a whole different world, with the tops of trees and the blue sky above it. Heat did not extend down here. It was several degrees colder. Kordavo groaned and got to his feet, having landed in a tangle with the girl. He put his hand, unintentionally, upon her breast and pushed her aside off of him. He grasped his arm and looked about him. Well, at least they were safe from the hounds but who knew what lurked down here? He slumped down beside her again, simply breathing. He didnt seem to notice that the two knives he took from her were facing towards her on his hip. Wherewhere are we, girl? This is your planet. He demanded, laying his head back and just composing himself. He was a fighter pilot, not a surveyor or a footslogger.