Eroklin’s strong hand gripped the dying man’s throat; he wouldn’t let go until he saw the life leave his eyes. The fat man in his grasp struggled as the fear coated his face like the sheet that covers a corpse. Eroklin’s hands ached from the effort while his mind raced with the sheer joy of the kill. The fat man gave one last bit of struggle. Then nothing.
“My God!” whimpered a second man, a captain, whom Eroklin had let get ahead in the darkness. Turning, Eroklin saw the dim outline of his next kill. He was familiar with the shadow. The faint trace of a captain’s hat betrayed the man’s status. He had stalked these two men for hours waiting to attack. His breathing grew more erratic as the excitement of his next kill swept like fire through his body. He rose silently to his full stature. He was imposing, huge, and strong from the years of exile on this island. This island where he was God.
“My God!” whimpered a second man, a captain, whom Eroklin had let get ahead in the darkness. Turning, Eroklin saw the dim outline of his next kill. He was familiar with the shadow. The faint trace of a captain’s hat betrayed the man’s status. He had stalked these two men for hours waiting to attack. His breathing grew more erratic as the excitement of his next kill swept like fire through his body. He rose silently to his full stature. He was imposing, huge, and strong from the years of exile on this island. This island where he was God.
“Stay…stay away from me you... God, what are you?” The scared man shrieked. The captain’s fear only served to increase the fire blazing within Eroklin.
Another kill. Another month of food. Eroklin’s dark face contorted into an eager smile. He stalked through the darkness towards the captain. He could sense his prey’s body tense. Eroklin came within inches of the man. He could see the strain of muscles on his prey’s white face as its eyes squeezed shut. Then Eroklin froze, suddenly tense himself. He knew this man. He slouched to the stature of the shorter captain, his breathing becoming quick and shallow.
The captain’s face relaxed as he opened his blue eyes and focused on the man that stood before him. The captain’s eyes widened. Panic rushed through Eroklin’s veins as he threw himself back away from this man whose pallor seemed to glow in the night.
Eroklin stared at the captain who now looked larger then he. His darkened, hate-filled eyes met the captain’s silver blue gaze. Then the captain took a step forward. His eyes softened as he quietly dominated the night. “Captain Joseph?” His head tilted slightly to the right.
Eroklin’s thundering heart seemed to stop. His breath left him as his mind tried to comprehend the words spoken to him. Was he still Joseph? Captain Joseph had died so long ago.
Another kill. Another month of food. Eroklin’s dark face contorted into an eager smile. He stalked through the darkness towards the captain. He could sense his prey’s body tense. Eroklin came within inches of the man. He could see the strain of muscles on his prey’s white face as its eyes squeezed shut. Then Eroklin froze, suddenly tense himself. He knew this man. He slouched to the stature of the shorter captain, his breathing becoming quick and shallow.
The captain’s face relaxed as he opened his blue eyes and focused on the man that stood before him. The captain’s eyes widened. Panic rushed through Eroklin’s veins as he threw himself back away from this man whose pallor seemed to glow in the night.
Eroklin stared at the captain who now looked larger then he. His darkened, hate-filled eyes met the captain’s silver blue gaze. Then the captain took a step forward. His eyes softened as he quietly dominated the night. “Captain Joseph?” His head tilted slightly to the right.
Eroklin’s thundering heart seemed to stop. His breath left him as his mind tried to comprehend the words spoken to him. Was he still Joseph? Captain Joseph had died so long ago.
“Is that you? My God! What has happened to you? They told me you died at sea. They… they found your ship.” The captain’s words were strong in Eroklin’s ears.
He’s dead! Eroklin thought to himself. That weak man did die at sea. He looked at the captain. Joseph is dead. Dead…
“Joseph… I knew you were still alive.” The captain muttered, sounding proud of himself. The captain stepped closer to the shadow of the man that struggled in the darkness.
Eroklin’s anger erupted “You don’t… no!” he said as he took one long step towards this white captain, regaining his god-like control. “I am not…” Eroklin’s face flashed red, realizing that he couldn’t explain himself, “…lost at sea!” he snarled as he started towards the captain. Power coursed through his limbs.
Grabbing the captain by the throat with his left hand, he pulled a dull knife out with his right, pressing the cold steal hard against the captain’s face. “Joseph, don’t! Think of Elizabeth!” the captain cried out desperately.
Eroklin was overcome with the long forgotten beauty of that woman. Elizabeth. Her long blond hair flowing languidly in the wind as she smiled at her husband. He dropped his right hand. Tears wet long forgotten trails down Eroklin’s weathered face. He couldn’t kill this man. He couldn’t destroy this fragile connection to his Elizabeth. He could go back! See her again! But how? How could he face her after what he had become?
He’s dead! Eroklin thought to himself. That weak man did die at sea. He looked at the captain. Joseph is dead. Dead…
“Joseph… I knew you were still alive.” The captain muttered, sounding proud of himself. The captain stepped closer to the shadow of the man that struggled in the darkness.
Eroklin’s anger erupted “You don’t… no!” he said as he took one long step towards this white captain, regaining his god-like control. “I am not…” Eroklin’s face flashed red, realizing that he couldn’t explain himself, “…lost at sea!” he snarled as he started towards the captain. Power coursed through his limbs.
Grabbing the captain by the throat with his left hand, he pulled a dull knife out with his right, pressing the cold steal hard against the captain’s face. “Joseph, don’t! Think of Elizabeth!” the captain cried out desperately.
Eroklin was overcome with the long forgotten beauty of that woman. Elizabeth. Her long blond hair flowing languidly in the wind as she smiled at her husband. He dropped his right hand. Tears wet long forgotten trails down Eroklin’s weathered face. He couldn’t kill this man. He couldn’t destroy this fragile connection to his Elizabeth. He could go back! See her again! But how? How could he face her after what he had become?
His left hand limp on the captain’s throat felt the vibrations of speech. “Joseph, give me the knife. I… I can take care of you.” The captain’s voice was tender in its control.
At this last request Eroklin’s hands tensed. He was the one in charge. This captain had no power over him. Not here. Not on his island. He had power here. Not this damned captain with his feeble words, or the fading memory of Elizabeth.
At this last request Eroklin’s hands tensed. He was the one in charge. This captain had no power over him. Not here. Not on his island. He had power here. Not this damned captain with his feeble words, or the fading memory of Elizabeth.
“…Joseph…Joseph was weak!” He said as the knife pierced and twisted in the captain’s chest, the dying face powerless in Eroklin’s glare.
you are some kinda twisted dude. hahahahaha............that was AWESOME! man, i'd hate to get on your bad side.
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