That long and dusty road (another DF fanfic)

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That long and dusty road (another DF fanfic)

Unread postby Ash Fanrico » Thu Jun 12, 2003 12:15 pm

(hopefully this one will be better than the last, mainly cause i've gotten a good amount of sleep and am fully awake now unlike last time.)

Illinois, Dawn, a long stretch of road

The rythmic hum of a motorcycle engine roared down the country road, the rider's destination... unknown. He had just escaped the then frozen hell of New York, and it's weird denizens. This rider had left for a reason, in the beginning, but now is not so sure of this choice.

The young man's name was Axel Romero, and he is what some nationalities call "El Diablo Maldecido", or "the Devil Cursed". He's a lycanthrope, not by choice though. Such things never are by one's choice in the matter.

It was about maybe six years ago, Axel and his friends had been riding along a favorite stretch of road, in Texas, at night. That's when his life would never be the same again, as he and his friends would run into a strange creature that night. It must have been prowling along the side of the road, and they had ran into it by accident... least that's what Axel personally hoped.

He never knew much of the rest of that night, just frequent images of his friends shredded up bodies that pop up every now and then. Mostly when he sleeps, and it is those images that keep Axel up at nights.

To this day Axel would love to get his hands on the creature that did this to him, ruined his life and killed his best friends. Cause what's happened now is not in any sense a blessing...

It had been a long and hard life for him since, drifting from town to town, state to state, and so on. Course there was New York...

There he "ran into" a certain young woman. Axel didn't know what was going on at the time, but what he saw was that young girl running from a man who was seemingly chasing her. Not one to let an innocent girl get hurt, raped and/or murdered, Axel followed. Unfortuantely for him, the moon decided to become full that night. The usual routine happened then...

He'd feel great amounts of pain; which is a symptom of your skeletal structure being rearranged forcifully, his clothing would get ripped as he would then be sprouting fur, and claws. The most painful part of this transformation would have to be the part where his legs would be contorted and stretched (to painful lengths) to resemble the back legs of a canine. It would have to be that... or when his jaw gets elongated to form the wolf's mouth. All of this is very painful cause your skeletal system is bending, popping and stretching, all while you are fully aware and conscious of this while it is happening to you.

Course after it was all said and done, the girl would end up more frightened of him than her pursuer, course Axel had no control over himself at that point.

He didn't remember much of the rest as well, just remembers waking up in an alley way, almost completely naked, in the winter season as well. He had to find some clothing, luckily a store wasn't too far from where he was. It may have been cheap bargain bin clothing, but he wasn't entirely picky at that moment in time.

Then he had to go find his bike, which is always a pain in the ass after such instances. Axel never really knows how far his wolf form will go at times. Well after about two hours of mindless wondering, his cherished ride was found.

Course by that time riding one's bike would be insane in those kinds of conditions. He still of course had plenty of money, a good little side-effect of getting small time jobs just about everywhere he went. He'd use this money to stay at a nearby hotel room.

One of the things you get when you are a cursed person like Axel is, you gain enhanced senses. Your hearing becomes better, your sense of smell becomes more accute, and not to mention the sense of taste as well. Another thing is that you are able to if you are seriously in need of it, eat out of a garbage can, and not get sick or any diseases.

It's this enhanced smell that got Axel to run into that same girl again and again. He eventually found out her name, and the kind of company she kept as well.

The poor girl was not exactly the trusting type. She had too many people after her, as Axel would later find out, to really open her feelings to many people. Course Axel could sense this change happened very recently for her.

Her name was Rosalie, and she was on the run. Axel never really found out why either. But of course with such company as she had following around with her, he could understand that it was obviously serious.

Then when he met her for the last time, their meeting was cut short by a pair of childish mages, and the situation just went down hill from there. Axel tried his best to help fend off the diminutive mages, and the resulting injuries caused his more... unlikeable side to come to surface.

As his sad luck would have it, that's all it took for Rosalie and her two companions to escape the situation as Axel himself would wind up in the hospital from his battle with the two little mages. He had gotten a slight concussion, and a broken leg.

Another "perk" about being a lycanthrope is that most injuries heal quicker than they would if Axel had been still human. So it was logical to him that he was out of the hospital in about four days (though his leg still gives him some trouble in the mornings even now). But in that time the girl was gone, and she had left no trace.

Axel couldn't blame her really, she probably got tired of being chased and sought after. But Axel wasn't going to let her off that easily. He had decided on his own to find her and help her as best he could. He figured this from the multiple times they met... that just couldn't have been coincidence.

So now here he was... in Illinois, on this long and dusty road. It was a bitch getting in touch with one of his contacts, one of the few he still had, to get him out of New York via truck.

He didn't know what to expect to run into between now and whenever he possibly finds this girl... if he ever does.

Axel Romero stepped down on the gas and sped on down the road... his destination unknown.... <p>"You know if someone's good if all they need to kick your sorry ass is a long piece of wood with hay attatched at the end! That or they're fucking nuts." --- About da Broom</p>

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