Lela wasn't sure how much time had passed since the demon did that awful thing to her. Her body felt numb, almost drugged, like she couldn't move. It must be from the demon's venom. This was one way demons subdued their prey, especially for unwilling victims for mating. It has been said that a spawn of a demon and human would bring about the destruction of this world. Most women who fall victim to this must either take their life or terminate the spawn. She pushed that thought away, for now she had to survive.
She could feel the blood trickling down her leg, and she did not want to contemplate what was going to happen next. The demon removed the stinger and licked her chest, his saliva leaving her cold and nauseated as the stench of the demon lingered on her.
"Did you know, that in order for us to mate with human females we must curse them from the inside? The cursed womb will make it easier for you to accept my seed. Do not struggle, it will be over quick."
He used his tentacles to pry her legs apart but because of the venom she still could not move. She felt vulnerable and exposed as he looked at her female parts.
Please, Goddess Freyja, please give me the strength to endure. Please grant me enough of your favor to get out of this. You're humble servant is asking for succor and the strength to protect your world. Lela prayed earnestly, hoping for divine intervention.
Suddenly, she felt a tingle in the hand that grasped her sword. She could move! She might be able to injure the demon enough to escape.
The demon , too engrossed with licking her flesh began to lower her down to the floor of the cave. As he did he positioned himself to begin the mating and that's when she caught him off guard. She swung her sword with almost inhuman strength and some how stabbed him in the throat. He tried to pull the sword out but it cut too deep. Black blood began to flow, it's foul stench making her gag. The demon collapsed on her, not moving. She summoned all her strength and pushed him too the side. He fell over, and then began to disentigrate in oily ash.
She tremble as she picked up her fallen sword and began to cry in relief.
"Thank you, oh merciful Freyja!" She sobbed as stumbled out of the cave naked, exhausted, and injured. She made her way back the way she came, stumbling as she was still under the effects of the venom. She tripped and fell, but the adrenaline that had kept goung had worn off, and all she could feel was the stabbing pain in between her legs. She blinked a few times and her body gave out. She blacked out, grateful to be spared from the pain and horror if only temporarily.
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The car ride to our house was silent. I couldn't stop the tears from falling and my husband looked at me worriedly. When we first moved to Virginia I started to experience panic attacks and depression. I felt bad because I know he wanted to help me but he didn't know how so we rode in silence. I couldn't help but wonder how this was goin to affect him.
Would he have to watch me go through chemo? Would he have to take care of me? What if I couldn't work? What if this was a long illness?
What if…he had to bury me?
The thought hit me like a thousand tons of ice blocks. It was so wrong and terrifying. I didn't want to leave him alone.
I stopped myself from spiraling, telling myself that I needed to get more information. If I could just make it to Monday…
"So.." I said finally breaking the silence. "I have an appointment on Monday with the oncologist. He'll be able to tell us how this will be treated. Will you come with me?"
"Nothing would stop me." He took my hand and kissed it gently. "I will always be here for you."
His gentle and loving encouragement only made me cry more.
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"Is she ok?" Our roommate Carrie asked quietly. I was laying on my bed clutching the CareBear I had since I was seven years old. All I could do was stare at the wall. I didn't have the energy for anything else.
"As well as she can be," I heard my husband say. "I'm just giving her some space. She's been crying ever since she left work."
"Just let me know if I can help in anyway." And Carrie went back to her room.
I felt a soft movement on the bed an Tas, my cat came up to me and started purring. He insisted that I pet him so I picked him up and hugged him. I took comfort in his soft tawny fur. He started wriggle his way out of my embrace so I let him go and he went off to do cat things. I took out my phone and texted Missy to let her know I would definitely be taking tomorrow off. After that, I scrolled through Facebook and remembered that Mother's Day was coming up next week.
Now, it was time to call my parents to let them know. I dialed my mom's phone number and waited for her to answer.