The Bear

You walked through the mostly quiet street, Belle clinging to Your arm as she shook, doubtlessly because of the combination of Bloodthirst and fear of potential sunlight, You could feel Her quivering, hear the sound of Her gritting Her teeth at each person that passed "Hey..." You whispered Belle's eyes were wide when Her head snapped towards you, You could see a subtle glow behind the brown of her eyes, pulling Her in closer, You shifted Her hat down to cover Her eyes and whispered gently "Are You gonna be alright?" You asked She nodded, the muscles tense as she stuck to You side.

Boris' face became raptured in shadow as You walked deeper into town, You wanted to ask if You were close to Your destination, but his moving shamble and grim countenance made You hold Your tongue. You proceeded through the High street only for a short time before You ducked through the crowds and into the West subway entrance, strolling through the bust tunnelway until you emerged into the grime and dirty white of the Platform, Boris checked his watch, You say that He was trembling, his aura of life beginning to weaken slightly as He turned briefly to You and Belle "Through here, to the sideline." Boris said, his voice deep, lacking its usual composure

"Through here, this leads to the abandoned tunnels, right?" You asked, but Boris had already turned back, pulling a small bundle of keys out of his pocket and unlocking a cast Iron door, out of the way of prying eyes.

"walk on ahead...." Boris said as You entered the abandoned walkway, it was dark, even dirtier than that inhabited platform, Boris allowed You and Belle to pass him, turning to the otherwise of the heavy Black door, the face of which was covered from top to bottom in latches, bolts and locks "...Through... this hall, You will find, Office, use the code 6704 to unlock the door, I will-" Boris paused, grunting and rubbing his eyes as He quaked violently "-Meet You There... Don't waste any time, it is coming soon," He whispered, before quickly beginning to fasten every lock on the door in front of him expertly.

You knew better to ask questions, You could feel this wave of depth in Your Russian friend, as He grew weaker... something, You didn't know what was growing stronger "Are You okay Mr Boris?" Belle tried to ask, Her voice and tone considerably more stable now that she was underground, but You took her arm, shaking Your head and pulling her gently forward

"Come on, Bella." You whispered hurriedly, She followed although You could tell that she was just a worried as You, for the Storm that raged within Your old and trusted friend. Belle's grip on You tightened as You emerged into a Dark space, Your undead eyes piercing the darkness to see the large, shadowed platform, this place looked pretty bashed up, The Platform was scratched and battered, the tracks bellow bent and broken, the shining reinforced walls covered in marks that looked like 100,000 claws, the size of a man's arm had racked across them

"Ho-ly shit!" Belle said after a whistle, both of You stared for a moment before You came to Your senses, spotting another, much cleaner reinforced door to the side, a mounted Keypad just to its side. Belle was the One who dragged You this time, quickly punching in the code

"6-7-0....4!" She said, You watching as the door clicked open, Pulling open the now unlocked latch and following Belle inside. This Room... was not like the reinforced platform, this little office was clean, well kept with a comfortable looking chair with an empty desk, there were plugs for power, what looked like a small fridge and enough space for moving around even with the very soft looking sofa bed in the corner, but the most intriguing part was that the large heading wall was composed entirely of Glass so that You had a full view of the platform

"Wow..." Belle said, walking inside curiously,

"Is this some kind of Viewing Room, it's very..." You wondered allowed, only to have it answered for You

"Your Papa liked to have a place to work while keeping an eye on me." You started, turning to see a man that looked even less like Boris than before, He was hunched, grasping his stomach like he was afraid that intestines would fall out, His eyes were devoid of colour, they were instead onyx black, so black that they reflected Your form in front of them like pools of still water, His hair was shaggier and his face almost skeletal in its visage "He spent hours in here, just making sure that the Bear didn't try... and escape..." Boris whispered, his accented tone dry and weak

"Dad watched You?" You asked, but Boris frowned at this

"He watched the Bear, not me." He corrected, but He was remiss off his informative tone, the shabby frame of the man leaning against the door frame, his face twitching like he was struggling to keep it in place "L-Listen to me, Myska, Miss Belle..." Boris said, rubbing his eyes again "I... have left this a little too long, My lack of control is the Price for this restraint," Boris said, fiddling with his fingers as if in effort to stop them from shifting from the knuckles "He... will not listen to me, so You have to promise not to leave the chamber, no matter what You see, everything works as it is supposed too, Understand?" He asked, his voice even deeper and monstrous than before, You nodded although reluctantly, fearful for Your friend, You still managed to utter a simple

"I promise, I won't interfere." Boris nodded, doing his best to smile

"G-Good, lock the door... behind me, don't worry, He cannot breakthrough... I will see You..." He paused again his eyes blinking furiously "...Tomorrow Night. Do not leave, until the Bear is gone-ARGG!" Boris suddenly wretched, clutching his mouth as He flung himself backwards, a panicked look on his face, Your first instinct was to run to him, help him, but it was Belle who pulled You back and slammed the door shut

"Belle!" You shouted desperately, but Belle stood in front of the closed door, barring You with a sad insistence on her pretty face

"Y-You have to stay here, Master... Just like He said, remember, we can't interfere." She said, the fact that she was denying You seemingly paining Her, Your face fell, worry overcoming You... but she was right, You promised... and so, You did the only thing that You could, You watched.

You and Belle nearly had Your noses pressed to the glass, staring out into the dark platform where Boris' stumbling form fell unto the tracks, spluttering and wrenching as He writhed to the point where his knees completely buckled, shaking furiously and coughing violently, You watched as Boris began to have what looked like some kind of seizure, his beady black eyes rolling back into his head, his face a flurry of twitching and spasming as He clutched his stomach for dear life, this was it, it was gonna happen, soon enough His skin would split, replaced by fur, fingers turned into claws, Face pierced by an Ursine Snout, this was definitely it-

You paused, Boris stopped writhing, He stopped coughing and He got to his feet rather casually, his eyes looking right through the one-way glass and giving a sickened smile "This... is hard part." He grunted in his heavy accent, before suddenly lurching forward... that was when it started for real.

In one torrent of hideous Crimson, Boris's mouth opened and a River of flooding crimson flew from his lips, a hideous eruption of blood forcing its way from his maw, an unimaginable amount of ichor left his body, shooting out of his nostrils, seeping out from his eyelids so hard and fast that His eyeballs pressed against the rim of their sockets, seconds passed quickly, becoming minutes, filled with his gargling screams as pint after pint, bucket after bucket and ton after ton of scarlet liquid flew rapidly from him and splattered every surface of the pitch-black dirty Subway tunnel.

You didn't move, You couldn't, You didn't even blink, You and Belle simply watched with Horror as the Blood dripped from the walls, splashed on the ground and converged into a pool amongst the rusty tracks, You were sure that this would never end, only for the blasting gore to finally and suddenly cease.

The skeletal, drained form of Boris stood for a moment, his face and front utterly painted with blood, twitching heavily as You and Belle looked at each other with horror-stricken faces "Oh my god...." was all that Belle could mutter, her face a mix of disgust and sorrow

"Is that.... is it done-" But You did not get to finish Your sentence, for, at that moment, You noticed something that was at first confusing, but then utterly strange. The splattered wash of Blood that had coated every inch of that Dark subway... began to move, slithering downward, spiralling along the ground and meeting with the base pool that was now beginning to stretch upward before Boris' boney form.

Higher and higher the Pool of crimson built itself, twisting and turning, solidifying and hardening into a gigantic gelatinous shape that expanded and contracted in unnatural ways, cracking could be heard, the unmistakable crack of bone... only that the huge boney frame that was snapping into shape was twisting itself in place rather than out, the shimmering liquid converging and warping into powerful muscles that flexed terribly around every inch of the pearly white bone, bit by bit the skin and cartilage began to form, popping and crackling like an angry flame, the blood at once spiring out into shaggy black fur that protruded with patches of grey about the body. You stood, mouth agape as the huge head finally whipped into place, the snout with its wrinkly black nose huffing to life and it's beady black eyes staring down at the pitiful zombie that was Your lifelong friend.

The Bear... was colossal, bigger than a grizzly by far, easily 10 feet tall, it's body had little to no fat whatsoever, this mass of Dark animal was pure muscle, it's body a strange twist of Man and Beast, it stood on bipedal clawed feet on powerful legs, leading upward, it's hunched torso was a wide void of Black and Grey, broad, heavy shoulders, mounted its huge arms that flexed as it growled, it's stubby finger tipped with curved onyx Talons, as You looked up to it's snarling, crooked face, You saw the wrath in its shadowy expression, saw the jagged teeth that looked like they could chew through Bone, it's long ears looked knicked and worn as they flew backwards only enhancing its menacing rage.

"Jesus Christ..." Belle whispered, she sounded as freaked out as You felt, watching that thing loom over Boris, in a moment of simultaneous realisation, You both tensed in anticipation, but Your shared revelation came to fruition when the Monsterous Black Bear creature opened its mouth to let out a roar that shook the walls and vibrated the One-way glass.

The First bite was fast, faster than any animal that big should move, it's jaws instantly closed on Boris' shoulder tearing it away with ease a yelping cry erupting from Boris' mouth, the Bears deep swallowing sounds echoing in the darkness as You ripped Your eyes away, wincing at the horrible sounds of the Bear consuming Boris' body "M-Master?" Belle said, but You held Your hand up to silence her, covering You ears and muttering disgusted words

"Fucking... bastard... Shit!" are the only coherent things that You could recall speaking, the rest were lost in Boris' ear-piercing screams as He was brutally devoured.

The Bear took its time in eating Boris, tearing the flesh from bone, piece by piece, he was reduced to a pile of lacerated muscle and bone by the time that You peeked up from under the desk, it made You retreat back under, holding Your arms around your knees as You tried to block out the noise, Belle had been leaning on You, her arms wrapped around You in a protective embrace, like she was trying to shield You from the pain of it, having Her there was the only reason that You didn't lose it, You tried to focus on that but... the sounds stopped.