The halo breed episode 29

THE HALO BREED
SEASON 2
SENA
The Author
EPISODE 13
Sena could see the acid cloud eroding everything in its path.
He struggled wildly against the cords binding him, exerting all his strength as he saw death approaching.
The more he struggled, the tighter the cords became, binding him to the tree faster, drawing him relentlessly against the tree, and soon there was no slack left, and he was tight against the tree.
The cloud hit the pool of water!
It sizzled furiously and turned a horrible black mass!
Sena looked at the acid cloud churning towards him.
There was no fear in him, nor panic. He had lived through strife and pain, and there was no emotion left except the raw fury against the soft, tender, woman who had done this to him.
The deadly cloud washed over him!
The pain was excruciating, nothing he had ever felt before!
His skin singed and peeled, and his flesh seemed to peel off his bones!
Even though he gritted his teeth, even though he did not want to let vent to his unbearable agony, it was a lost battle.
This was more than torture; it was a raw form of wickedness and death!
The scre-m bleated out of his lungs in a loud roar!
The ropes binding him melted, and the tree turned into a hærd charcoal. It broke under Sena’s weight and toppled him on the ground where he lay scre-ming.
His skin was red, most parts simply melted!
His l-ips were burnt off, leaving his grotesque teeth formation. And his eyes had been burned out too, and he could not see a thing!
He lay on the ground, a horrible mass of burnt flesh that did not resemble a human in the least! His throat had been scorched away, and so his scre-ms were just guttural hoarse sounds.
Sena’s palms and soles had been burned raw, so he could not even crawl. Every little movement sent slashes of pain through him. The hot wind that blew across his raw body increased the pain a thousand-fold.
His tendons had been burned off, and so he could not even stand up. He lay on the ground suffused with raw agony, mo-ning endlessly.
But that was not the end of his hell!
He lay in a stupor of pain and high fever, burning in the perpetual heat, his agonies made double by the inactivity as the hours dragged by.
He might have passed out, but he came rudely awake with a bellow of agony!
Horrible birds had settled on him and were pecking away at his raw skin! Giant killer ants had been drawn by his roasted skin and were embedded in him, gnawing away relentlessly!
Suddenly, he heard frenzied roars and the flapping of wings, and he knew that the horrible beasts had come, and had scared the birds off his body! These were the beasts with the knife-like teeth!
He heard their roars again, and knew they were three by the sounds of their evil paws on the hærd ground!
And then their low growls came, and he knew they were preparing to attack when they pawed the ground with heavy, thudding sounds!
They came for him!
Their sharp teeth sank into his raw skin, went in deep, shook, and tore chunks of his flesh away!
Sena bellowed, again and again, as the horrible monsters ate him alive, literally! One of them sank its teeth into his stomach, bunched up a chunk of hærd flesh and soft intestines, and tore away savagely.
However, surprisingly, none of the beasts lunged for his head, or his heart!
His blood stained the hærd ground as he mo-ned weakly, getting dizzy, and he knew that death was near!
And, through it all, his mind fixed on one fact: he was in this agony because he went near a female and took pleasure from her!
With that cold acceptance and realization came the hatred!
At that particular moment in time, the lesson was imparted to him. He was never going to trust a woman again! A woman was a wicked entity that would give him unbearable pain, and as long as he lived, all women, no matter where he saw them, or came into contact with, were his enemies!
Sena Kukah, son of Gus Kukah, finally learned the lesson his ordeal had been planned for him to learn: hate all women with a vengeance!
And when his heart accepted that feeling of wrath, the air around him suddenly cooled, and a transparent, shimmering figure appeared out of the mists.
It shimmered on the ground near the prince who had been reduced to just a little hulk of skin. The birds took flight when the figure became more solid, and then it became a tall, lean, elderly man covered with dark clothes and holding a long, white staff. A mass of grey hair swirled around on his head and around his face.
He rose slowly into the air and pointed his rod at Sena.
The mutilated body of the boy was lifted off the ground, and as the figure sailed through the hot air, Sena’s body followed.
Finally, after several hours in the air, the strange figure began to descend, and slowly settled on the ground again.
This part of the Underworld was like a paradise!
The air was very cool and refreshing. The place was covered with lush green vegetation and trees, most of which were edible fruit trees.
In the middle of seven huge trees was a sort of river.
Steam rose from it and swirled in a heavy mist above it.
The water itself was very black and sizzled ominously.
The mutilated body of Sena thudded to the grassy ground.
The tall elderly man squatted near Sena, and his eyes glowed brilliant green as he looked at him.
“Breed of the Halos, son of a Warrior, Chosen Son of the Spirits, your life will end in a beat of time! But, if you can get into the Pool of Life, located on the right side, surely you will be saved, and your destiny shall be ahead of you!”
Sena, in deep agony, had no reason to mistrust this strange voice.
He knew that he would have died if this strange thing that had made him sail through the air in agony had wanted him dead.
With a low gro-n, Sena began to roll to his right. It was a slow, agonising process because he had lost a lot of blood and was very weak. Secondly, every little movement caused excruciating pain to leap through him! And to make it worse, his burnt and mutilated figure rolling on the rough grass was full of sheer agony!
Sena wept silently, unable to bear the pain, but he never gave up.
The face of the elderly man on the grass was filled with admiration and compassion as he watched the hulk of flesh rolling on the grass!
Finally, with a final roll, Sena toppled through the mist and splashed into the black water of life.
The water shot into the sky like a geyser, boiling violently as it dragged the body of the princes deep into its fold. The mists swelled higher and whiter, almost hiding the pool of water completely!
It churned and boiled, emitting a strange gurgling sound for about an hour!
And then it finally settled into a calm, serene pool again. It was no longer black, but deep yellow.
The man on the grass waited with bated breath, and then a moment later there was a great splash, and Sena’s body was ejected from the yellow pool with great force! His body arced into the sky and crashed down on the green grass!
He coughed wildly for a while with his body curled up in the foetal position. Finally, he stopped coughing and lay still for a while gulping air deeply.
And then he turned on his stomach and slowly rose to his feet!
He was tall, finely muscled, and extremely handsome!
Sena was reborn, and he had become an extremely fine boy with a body that did not have even a single scar! His countenance was pure and amazing, and there was an aura of royalty around him.
A boy…and yet, a man!
tbc
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