When Will The Time Come? Chapter 2

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#2 of Doom Series: When Will The Time Come?


When will the time come? Chapter 2

By Trey Oran

Author's note: I know its been a long time since I made another chapter to this fanfic. I was pretty much busy doing other things in my way and sometimes I had my off days for these stories. Well...I'm glad that I found some time to actually do this chapter. Also, I was putting in some focus on another story that I am doing right now, which is still currently in progress. I hope that this one turns out to be more enjoyable than the first one. I'm still a bit noobish, so please give me honest ratings so that I could improve on my skills as a writer. Enjoy. Oh yeah...you must be of legal age in order to look at this story.

This story and the characters is copyrighted by me, so do not distribute or edit without my permission. "Doom" is a copyright of id software, so I don't claim that the game or the movie is mine. All you got to do is ask, and I'll think about if redistribution is okay.

Day 2, Morning

When a bright light shun down my face, I squirmed a little, not used to the sun that the demons walk under. I turned my body over to Larik's direction, the Hell Knight still snoring. Our experience together last night was somewhat weird, but magical. I never thought that being in love with a demon would feel this good, and enable me to be more tolerant to other races. Maybe he is thinking the same thing. I know that the rarity of enemy races coexisting with one another is slim, since this war has went on for years. I don't know the full extent of why there was a war, but I hope it ends soon. I ponder if there was going to be any agreement between the warring races.

I perked my ears as I felt Larik move a little closer to me, rubbing my sides. I grinned, "Good morning, Larik. How was your sleep?"

He was half asleep, but managed to say, "Erhmm...good...y-you?"

"It was comforting. I never had a good sleep since the bunks back in base." I stretched out my limbs, some of the cracks from his joints made a slight echo in the house-like hut. I looked at Larik and see a slight smile on his muzzle, his blood red eyes almost closed. I went back to him for his comfort and hugged him, reaching my hand over to his back and start to rub horizontally. The demon purred and licked my face. "You're a great person, Terry..." He whispered. I smiled, shifting to my back and sighed.

Now that I had a thought in my head, I thought about being a hell knight myself, but I'm not sure if its possible. The reason is that I want to spend my entire life with him because if I stayed as a human, I doubt that I will live any longer. And If I changed my appearance as the alien, then the marines would have no choice but to kill me with my lover. This is a hard choice that I alone have to think about. I turned my head to look at his face, his shining red eyes looking at mine. I sighed, slightly closing my eyes. Larik noticed this depression and tried to comfort me. "What is wrong?"

I shake my head, not wanting the demon to worry about me. "Its nothing...really...it isn't."

Larik made a soft purr of concern, nudging my shoulder. "Are you sure? You looked...sad..."

I sighed again. "Okay, maybe not. Ever since I came here, I've been thinking about...well..."

The demon shifted his body closer to me, his soft breathing washing my face. "Yes...?"

"...I wonder if...if I c-could ....ummm....s-stay with you..." I started to blush a bright red.

As I've said that, I would ponder about how the demon will react to this. We had only knew each other for 2 days and now I feel like starting a relationship with him. I know...it feels weird starting something passionate with an outer space species, but I'm pretty sure of doing this, but of course, I need Larik's confirmation.

Larik widened his eyes, wide awake as he heard my comment, but not saying anything. He has been like this for 5 minutes now. I tilted my head, wondering if he is okay. After 2 more minutes, he replied, "Terry...this is quite a choice that you've made. I wouldn't mind but the others would..." He stopped, thinking that it would not be suitable to say the rest.

"...I know about the rest, and I am willing to stay, no matter what risks I should take." I wrapped my arms around his body, then digging my face to his chest, shedding some tears. Larik purred softly, wrapping his muscular arms around my light frame. "I would be glad for you to be my mate. I've been lonely for decades now, but with you at my side, I won't have that feeling anymore." He rubbed at my side. "I accept, Terry."

I felt my heart skip a beat as I heard those words. I started to cry softly, my head digging into his masculine chest, shedding tears of joy. He returned his joy with a purr, his arms wrapped around my waist. I really enjoyed this moment. All I ever wanted to do is be by his side forever, never wanting to leave his side. The silence went on for at least 15 minutes before it was interrupted by a slight grunt from Larik.

"I just remembered...you're not controlled. If I am seen with a uncontrolled human, then they'll kill the both of us. It's the law here. Its only suitable for a human to co exist with the others in this domain unless....you "convert"."

I would tilt my head, not knowing what the demon meant by "convert". I knew it didn't have anything to do with religion, so there has to be some kind of different meaning, but what? "Ermm....what do you mean by "convert"?" I would ask curiously.

Larik would blink a few times before sighing. "Well...what I meant is if you become a demon like the rest of the others here. You know...someone like me."

As I've heard Larik's comment, I would sigh deeply. I don't want to be some damn brainless zombie, and I surely don't want to get eaten by one, but what is the choice here? If I really want to live my life with the hell knight, I might as well transform and become one of his kin. But I also wonder if it would be possible to be like the hell knight Larik is right now. It may be impossible, but a few modified genes should do, but is the process that easy?

I gazed to him, my eyes slightly closed. "Well...I don't have any problem. The military was getting boring anyway, and I don't know what to do after I serve my years there. Although, I don't know what will their response would be once they know I've been taken in by you. It's a tough decision, indeed."

Then I just realized that Larik gave me a soft murr, understanding my situation. I surely want to stay with the demon, but what about the other marines? Dammit all, I hope I make the right choice in the future, or else it could turn out to be worse.

I started to think now...they probably thought I'm dead by now. Do they really need me? Am I really worth it back at the military? Will making a living by killing countless lives make any difference at all? Finally, after several minutes of thinking, I said, "For now on, Larik...I'm spending the rest of my life with you. No tricks."

With a purr of joy, Larik wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply, while I moaned in return, wrestling with his moist, warm flesh, his buff build grinding to my lithe, muscular frame. My left hand was on his left shoulder, while my other hand was rubbing his pectorals.

After 15 minutes of cuddling, we both got up from the bed, making up the bed together. I went to the living room to get my clothes, while Larik only had to clean his leg fur from the cum stains. When I was fully clothed, the hell knight wrapped his strong arms around my waist, nipping on my ear. I gasped in return, feeling the demon male's sharp teeth almost pierce through my skin. "I know a nice place to clean off our scents, and it's no lava bath either." I chuckled as I noticed the humor he displayed. "We need to make you so....distinguished though." I cocked a brow, wondering what he was talking about. He went back in the room and I waited onto the table.

Larik came out of his room and showed me a leash. I blinked as I've noticed that there was a name labeled in different scriptures. I eyed at the demon, tilting my head. "Wait....what the hell?"

The demon laughed, shaking his head. "It's a leash that my commanding officer gave me before my first venture to Earth. He gave one to every demon in the ship. He said that we could keep one human as a personal slave. I didn't take any, since there was barely any desirable human. You, however..." He snapped open the leash and closed it around my neck. It was a little tight, since there was a metal piece at the front, and it was pushing my "Adam's Apple" further down my throat, making me choke slightly.

"Larik....don't you...*choke*....got anything.....*choke*...more......*coughs*....loose?"

The hell knight shook his head. "No. He gave us the tight ones as he thought it would restrain the humans and would make them more willing to commands, and even if they tried to escape, there is electric pulses embedded in the insignia, which the slave will be stuck with two choices, and those are to serve or die." After hearing Larik say those words, it sent chills down my spine, wondering how would it feel if I were someone's slave; inadequate rations, insufficient treatment; I'm better off being an indentured servant. At least they could retire after a certain amount of time.

"Hmm...so...where are...*cough* we going first?" I asked with curiosity.

"Well..." Larik pondered. "It would seem somewhat disturbing if we gathered attention by our scents, so it'll be best if we go to the nearest bathhouse. Yes, demons need to care for themselves for certain occasions, you know. But...when it comes to...bondage however...." He grabbed my chin gently, and pulled me towards him, face to face, hissing in pleasure. "We shower ourselves with our enemies and each other's blood, showing that we hate the same, we like the same. In other words, we'll be congruent. We have to leave the marks of the blood for 3 days, and then it can be washed off. Here's the good part...if you can keep up...is..." He licked my face, smirking. "...is that we mate at midnight throughout those 3 days. You think you can keep up with your new body, Terry?"

After hearing those words, I felt so excited, a sort of tingling sensation seemed to engulf my body. I had to admit, it's a rarity for such things for me to happen, especially coming from a male. Now I understand that this was meant to be. When I previously received treatment from Larik, I've thought that, if I was supposed to partake in a ritual that I have to be cleansed first. But I've seen nothing intentionally bad coming from the demon. Damn this hesitant love. I guess this happens during the first few hours of getting to know one's mate. I can't forget the times when he's so gentle, including when we woke up together on the bed, nothing intimate...just cuddling.

Looking up to Larik, I smiled innocently, crossing my legs. "Well then, I guess we can wait until that time comes. Hopefully, nothing bad happens between us. But about our enemies, who should we...k-kill?" I said in a hesitant manner, my heart slowly quickening its pace.

Larik has noticed my voice and sat down with me, a worried look masked his face. This was the second time he showed me this face, and it heavily bothered me. I turned my head to his direction, showing the same worried look towards him. "Larik...who should we kill?" I said once again, hoping it wasn't the marines. Hopefully, the demon's not a mind reader.

"Our enemy....is the one of the marines, if I could remember correctly, his name is Sam; he's the one who has killed my kin's leader..." Lowering his tone, he finally said, "...who is also my father, Uragrath."

After hearing the demon call out my tutor's name, I gave him a shocked look, my eyes much wider than normal and my jaw suddenly dropped. Sam?! Why him? Surely, he has served in the war for a extent of years, but I still don't understand. Why Sam?!

I looked over to Larik, drooping my head. "I'm not su-"

"He's not human..." The hell knight said abruptly.

I widened my eyes in shock and responded, "W-What?! What do you mean?"

"He isn't human. What I mean is that he's just one of my kin, only in human disguise, that is." The hell knight stated, clenching his fist. "His name's Pyranos, and he's....a former ally and friend."

After giving Larik a narrowed look, I responded with a stern tone. "What a messed up friend you've had."

Chuckling, then nodding in agreement, Larik turned to me. "Well...I've guess you can say that. I've never expected him to be like that however. Maybe he had an agenda the whole time we've served with the legion. And I was just blinded by friendship." Sighing, he covered his face with his large hand. "What an ignorant fool I was..."

I shook my head, then wrapped my arms around his body. "No...don't think like that. That was then. This is now. Forget about the past and just focus on the future. No need to worry about fucks like him." Unwrapping my arms, I reached over for his chin with my right hand, then pulled his head towards me, displaying my devious grin (or at least what I've thought it was.) and kissed his cheek. "Besides, we got a commitment to keep, right?" Then I slightly frowned. "But I need to tell you this though..." The hell knight quirked an eye ridge and nodded. "Sure, what seems to be the problem, Terry?"

I smiled to the male. "Well, I think that we're just going too fast in this whole relationship. What I mean is that we've only knew each other for two days, and already we're starting to get all close and romantic. I think it would be best if I went back to base now and just retire over there for now." Then I sighed. "I wish that I can visit you at anytime, but...what about those demons that would make me stress energy to kill, then I might become a viable target to your kin..."

Larik only hugged me afterwards. "Don't worry, Terry. There is an alternate solution to this." He got up and picked me up with him, which shocked me, even though I knew that the brute is very strong. It was surprising enough that the demon had a gentle side. I thought that all demons were supposed to be evil and mean-looking, but I guess since of our encounter, there are a few that are an exception. The hell knight carried me to another room that I've never seen before, shrouded in a thick, red mist that's practically three time's thicker than Earth's, lowering my visability.

"This room...unlocks the energy in any being, Terry. This room brings out the inner potential in anyone who enters this cloudy room...with the proper training, of course." The hell knight only licked my face before continuing. "For now on, we'll train inside this red mist until it's okay for you to use that energy without the need of the mist. So, if we are to break you out of your shell, we must do this very frequently. Are you up to it, or you're better off wasting your ammo on the imps and other such monstrosities?"

I had to admit that he has a point. If I were to lose all of my ammo, what alternative I would have to use to defend myself? My fists wouldn't be good enough alone. He's giving me a chance to defend myself more further, and I'm not sure if I'm confident enough. "Larik...once I transform, will I be able to keep these new powers?" Larik didn't say anything for a few minutes after I asked my question. I had a feeling that there would be some catch, and I'm afraid of catches. Sure, there would be some good things residing in a catch, but it can also modify the outcome and possibly add more risk. But isn't that the exciting part of a catch? "Please answer me...there must be some sort of catch, isn't there?"

The male exhaled, and then nods. "If you were to transform while keeping your powers, then some adverse effects would take place, and I'm not sure if you'll be able to survive. That's all I can say to you."

I wasn't sure if Larik could be telling the truth or not, but I also ponder if he's trying to protect me. We've only met for two days, and yesterday we already started to get intimate. I looked over to him, and smiled. "Well then, let's get started then. I'm better off taking the easy way rather than staying inside some damn, atrocious room." And with that said, the hell knight let go of me and I walked to the other side of the room. The demon locked the door, the both of us preparing for this tutorial that I will have to get through in order to unlock my hidden potential.

Author's note2: I'm sorry if I haven't put this much effort in making this chapter as I did on the others.. I also apologize for being less productive throughout these months. For the time being, enjoy this chapter until I make another one. Later.

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