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Nykur
Legacy Name: Nykur

The Hydrus Legeica
Owner: Wolfe

Age: 8 years, 9 months, 2 weeks

Born: June 5th, 2017

Adopted: 8 years, 9 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: June 5th, 2017

Statistics

• Level: 22
   
• Strength: 56
   
• Defense: 56
   
• Speed: 47
   
• Health: 49
   
• HP: 36/49
   
• Intelligence: 83
   
• Books Read: 82
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Dirty Matty Drink Fetcher

He smiled up at her, a gentle, friendly gesture. His gaze was almost longing, the wait for their hands to touch seeming like an eternity. With her warm palm fitting neatly into his, he grasped his fingers tightly around her hand, squeezing tightly. The smile he wore shifted, falling into a frown as he watched his skin bubble, twist, and turn. Transforming into something inky black in color that seemed to slowly travel up his forearm like a parasite made of tar. The stuff also lashed out, melding the red head's hand to his, just so she couldn't get away. Shifting from monster while in human form was something he rarely did, but he had to get this over with... and quickly. Sending Amara their exact location via text message left little time for mistake. "I'm sorry... Little Bird." he whispered up to her. The goo-like texture of his skin now traveling up the course of his neck, climbing across his chin and cheeks. But even before that had happened, his facial structure had begun to change... Bones popping and contorting into a longer frame and into something frightening. All this lasted only seconds and right after he spoke his apologies to the red head, he had jerked forcefully down on her arm. The sound of not only his bones reforming to fit his new form could be heard, but the dislocation of Reneé's shoulder as well.

The splash was unheard by everyone except the wildlife. The two of them had been completely alone, just as Nykur had wanted. He pulled her down. Deeper and deeper they went. He could feel her struggling to break free. Feel the rapid beating of Reneé's heart from where he held onto her, glued to her as he dragged her further and further beneath the darkening depths. The blood pumping through her veins in a rush bringing him a high he had not felt in so long. She may have been overly trusting and naive, but she was a fighter. The creature loomed its ugly head around, body coiling around the frantic girl like a monstrous serpent. He simply watched her squirm, unable to get herself free... and then came the moment where he watched the life leave her. Waited for that last bubble of air to burst from her lips as she gasped in a mouthful of water. The burning sensation that would be filling her lungs as she continued to try to break to the surface. How frightened she must've felt sinking further into a black oblivion, held in place by a creature that was only meant to be in fairy tales. A monster that would soon devour her, bit by bit, until she was no more and gone from this world.

It barely took five minutes before Reneé's lifeless body bobbed inches away from the beast. For a second, the creature tilted its head to one side, eyes staring at what it had done. The thing couldn't help but observe the way her red hair floated and curled with the current of the water, almost like fire. With Reneé gone, now a drifting husk, Nykur released his hold on her. The creature's skeletal snout nudged the ginger, having a bit of fun with its food before beginning its meal. There was one thing he did not eat, however, and that was the silver locket she had wore around her neck. It had sunk to the bottom after he munched and slurped her down, but before the beast resurfaced it made sure to scoop it up in its maw. If anyone had been around to see, they would have been flabbergasted as a massive black creature breached the darkening water. It let out a shrill whinny, shaking its head as it slowly swam back to shore. With equine-like front legs, the beast clambered up onto the slick shore, slipping once in the mud. Somewhere far behind it, black coils undulated in the water like a massive obsidian snake. In his entirety, Nykur was huge. He actually could not be on land for long like this, his weight alone would smoother him.

He shifted back into a man with ease, rubbing a hand up his face and then trailing his fingers through his water-drenched locks. They clung to his face again, but didn't seem to bother him as they had before. He cursed under his breath, looking down at his completely naked body. Ugh... maybe he should've stripped entirely to go grab Reneé's phone. Luckily, he always kept a spare set of clothes hidden away. Striding back to the dock, he stopped short just as he almost made to step foot back onto the first wooden plank. Tied to one of the posts keeping the dock from floating away was a barrel, though just as worn as the very dock, itself. He barely had to put any pressure on the top of the barrel, as it slid effortlessly out from under his hand and allowed Nykur to look inside. He didn't need anything but a pair of pants, and that's exactly what he got. It took him only seconds to slip the denim jeans up either leg and carefully zip and button them, not caring to grab any other garment left in the barrel, or any kind of underwear, for that matter. As he did this, he moved something around, almost playfully, in his mouth; but after awhile the taste of silver stained his tongue and left the inside of his mouth burning. Reneé's locket was spat out in his palm, a small little trinket of the red head he had enjoyed so much.

Nykur shouldn't have felt remorse or regret for what he had done. Those few words he last spoke to Reneé coming back to haunt him. Fuck... Humanity was a bitch and was something he did not want. With a shake of his head, trying to clear it of such stupid feelings, he stared down at the locket curiously, flipping the little heart-shaped pieces open to reveal a small picture of Amara; the other a man and woman, their parents, perhaps. He barely even realized, that once opened, the locket formed a perfect four-leafed clover. The pictures weren't even that badly water damaged. Moving his middle and index fingers around, he closed the locket up and shoved the necklace into his back pocket, the silver chain barely visible from its hiding place. Now clothed, Nykur slowly made his way back down the ramp of the dock, coming to a standstill in front of his pile of discarded garments. He moved the textured fabric and boots around with a foot before finding the damaged phone nestled underneath. He glared down at the device before quickly kicking it back into the water. With a plop and a small splash, it sunk out of sight. And that is where it would stay. Sinking to the bottom and floating off with the current. Amara was next and she would be even better than Reneé, he could just tell by the dark haired sister's scent from the other night. His brown eyes shifted to the changing sky. Dark thunderheads loomed off in the distance. A sure sign that more storms were going to plague the night, but these were no concerns of his. It was now time to start his game up again. Amara would surely show, her baby sister was much too important to her not to come and find. It brought a smirk to his lips, just the thought of having two meals back to back made him laugh. And now, he would wait... Wait for Amara to show and seal her fate just as he had Reneé's.

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