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A world where cannibalism is the norm
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Chapter #4

Will Logan win?

    by: Noyoki Author IconMail Icon
Trees groaned and shattered while the giant boys crashed through the landscape in a savage brawl. The momentum came to a bone jarring halt with Cole on top. His massive, meaty fist slammed repeatedly into Logan’s face. With a furious roar, Logan’s left hand closed around one of the unbroken trees. He grunted in a mix of pain and strain as he tore the trunk free. He slammed Cole’s head with the impromptu club with enough force that the tree shattered, driving the large boy off his chest.

Blood gushed into Cole’s eyes, blinding him and staining the ground below them in a wash of crimson. Logan took advantage of Cole’s sunned state, and body slammed him into the ground. His massive foot came down like a bolt of lightning, shattering ribs with the force.

Cole screamed, agony tore through him, and with it fear. The wound was a devastating one. He could feel his breath become strained as shards of bone pressed with lethal force against his left lung. He refused to be overthrown so easily. It was no longer a fight to maintain his position as the Leader of the Grey tribe. Now, it was simply to take the bastard down with him.

Gathering the last of his strength, Cole struck in a final deadly rush. The massive boys came together in savage embrace. The sound of their collision rolled over the land like captive thunder. Cole’s teeth came down, aiming for the tender flesh of Logan’s neck. The challenger jerked to the side to avoid the bite, but didn’t escape unscathed. Teeth locked into the thick muscle of his shoulder.

Logan grunted, and slammed his fist into the side of Cole’s head but the other boy refused to let go. He held on with grim determination, teeth gnawing at the flesh in impotent fury. With a snarl, Logan brought his hands up and drove his thumbs into Cole’s eyes, popping the orbs with terrible ease.

The teeth ripped free of Logan’s flesh when Cole reared back. He crashed to the ground and squealed in mindless agony. The fight come to an end.

Like piranha scenting blood in the water, the tribe fell on the screaming boy. Garry reached Cole first, and without preamble he grabbed the wailing boy’s left leg and twisted. The shrieks intensified to an ear splitting pitch that was accented by the sound of shattering bone. Satisfaction colored Garry’s broad face as he tore the leg free at the knee.

Neil and Miles both took hold of Cole’s arms, and played a vicious game of tug of war. A wet tearing sound marked the end of the game as the left arm gave under the pressure. Cole’s screams were diminishing as blood gushed from the wounds. Before he breathed his last, Logan knelt beside him. His strong fingers began to dig into the tender flesh just under the dying boy’s ribcage. Slowly, it gave way under his sharp nails. A savage grin blazed across Logan’s face as his hand plunged into Cole’s still living flesh, digging, searching, and finding his goal. His massive fingers closed over the still throbbing heart.

Dark satisfaction sang through his blood when he pulled the organ free. Logan held the heart above his head and gave a victorious battle cry. The rest of the tribe stopped their frenzied feasting to echo the call. Logan brought the heart to his lips and sank his teeth deeply into the ripe flesh.

The feast continued deep into the night as the huge boys gorged on the flesh of one of their own. It was rare to feel truly full, a regular boy was little more than a snack, so a feast like this was enjoyed by all. Blood, like gaudy paint, decorated the faces, arms and chests of the gathered boys.

Now that his hunger had been fulfilled, a new hunger kindled, sparked by the battle. Logan’s smoldering gaze fell on Garry, and the other boy read the heated message in them. Without a word, Logan stood and headed away from the feast, deeper into the dark night.

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