Beginning – F E Heaton Leading her towards the flickering torches that lit the market square, he hoped that he would be able to find the man. Surely he would want to know that his transformation into whatever it was he’d become was complete.
When they drew close to the market, he could see the people still bustling around. The sight and smell of them made his stomach growl. It twisted painfully and the sickening hunger returned, overwhelming him until all he could focus on was his need for blood. His eyes followed the people as they packed away their goods, closing their stalls for the night. He frowned when he spotted the boat builder’s daughter again. She paused and smiled at him before walking away.
Keeping hold of Ineru’s hand, he led her slowly into the crowd. He could feel her hand trembling in his and he knew why. She was hungry and trying to come to terms with the new sensations inside of her. Something inside of him was speaking words into his head. It told him how many people were surrounding them and each time he looked at them, he was automatically calculating how difficult it would be to kill them or feed from them.
When he had finished scanning the people present, he realised that the man who had killed him here two nights ago was nowhere to be seen. Had he moved on? Why would he do such a thing after turning himself into the same wretched creature as him?
His eyes widened when something pricked his senses and he spun on his heel to face the man who was about to touch his sister. He growled and tugged Ineru to safety, placing himself between her and the man.
17 Eternity: The Beginning – F E Heaton The man was of a broader build than him and his apparel told him that he was of high standing. Gold bracelets adorned his arms, glimmering in the moonlight. He didn’t recognise him and a glance at Ineru said that she didn’t either. Her eyes were full of fear while she stared at the man. What right had he to attempt to touch her? He’d see to it that it never happened again. He slowly released Ineru’s hand.
Staring into the man’s eyes, he waited.
When the man made a move, he sprang at him. His fist flew, striking him hard across the jaw. His other one was moving even before his first blow had connected. He hit the man in the chest and watched in stunned amazement as the man flew backwards into one of the stalls thirty foot away.
The crowd immediately gathered around the fallen man.
He reached out behind him for Ineru’s hand. He could smell the blood tainting the air and could hear the man’s heartbeat slowing to a stop.
“We must go,” he whispered and started backing away with Ineru.
She kept behind him the whole time. When the people turned to face them, he felt her arm wrap around his and she clung to him. Her breathing was fast and he could sense the panic in her.
He tightened his grip on her hand.
“What did you do?” The daughter of the boat builder stepped forwards, her face a mask of disbelief.
18 Eternity: The Beginning – F E Heaton He swallowed hard but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t that he couldn’t think of anything to say in order to defend himself; he just felt as though he didn’t have to. Why should he apologise to these people for what he had done?
He shook his head, trying to rid it of such thoughts. These were the people he had grown up with. They had raised him as much as his mother had and had supported him when she had been murdered.
Now he had killed one of them.
And the violence inside of him wanted more.
Backing away, he gave her a look of regret and then turned around. He ran swiftly with Ineru, keeping a firm hold on her hand and not letting her lag behind. When they reached the temple on the outskirts of the small settlement, he stopped and released her. He pressed his hands into the wall and hung his head.
What had he done?
A single punch had sent the man flying across the square. How was that