Future Times

Competition

Future Times - Competition

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Fear was having a really hard time coming to grips mentally with what Sam told him about him meaning more to Sam then his possessions. Fear was aware that a Warrior/Breeder looked on his personal possessions as most important to him, especially his weapons. Without his possessions, he was just another human male, although skilled in fighting and used for breeding, but nothing more. How could Sam say such a thing and what could it mean? Fear was definitely not equipped to handle any other emotion other then rage and blood lust. This was constantly on Fear's mind and that was not a good thing. In the lands they were in which was prime hybrid country, letting your guard and senses down was a path to destruction. Fear tried his best to push down this confusion in his mind whenever he and Sam were out of the cave. Sam for his part, knew what he said to Fear was eating at Fear since he couldn't understand what true friendship and love meant. Those were values he was never trained for and had never experienced before meeting up with Sam. Sam felt bad for Fear and tried his best to slide into the topic and give some explanations of these emotional feelings whenever he could. Fear was always interested but just didn't understand their value. Survival, placing fear into the hearts of your enemies and taking what you wanted were all that mattered, these emotions served no purpose Fear could understand.

Both of them would leave the cave to pick berries, fruits and fresh grasses for their bed, fish in the river and wash. Fear seemed to really like pleasuring with Sam while in the river so they spent lots of time there. Fear let thoughts of caution and awareness slip dangerously away from his primary senses, concentrating instead on his pleasuring with Sam. There was someone watching them always down wind so Fear would not catch his scent. A cyclops hybrid by the name of Crush who always had a grudge against Fear. He did not like that Fear always won fights, even though they were rare, took whatever he pleased and ended up with the best territories, locations for caves and hunting locations. Crush wasn't nearly 8' tall like Fear, but just about 7'5” tall and weighed in at 430 lbs, still extremely powerful and his muscles were thick, hard and very well defined. He was the model produced before the Bruisers so little further research and improvement was wasted on his model. That's how the scientists referred to hybrids, as models as if they were just machines, not living creatures. While both were vicious and brutal, Fear could more easily control his rage when he felt the need but Crush on the other hand didn't have that gift. Crush looked at his primal needs as all that mattered, food, shelter and pleasuring. Since there were no real wars anymore, what else was there for a hybrid built for destruction in war to do? Crush would occasionally raid a human village just to steal a female or male depending on what caught his eye, demolish most of the village and kill as many males as possible who dared to fight him. He like all hybrids knew the value of taking a Warrior/Breeder human. That was like the pinnacle of honor and success. Their bodies were tough and strong, they produced very large loads of cum and weren't easy to subdue, which added to their value. Crush knew Fear would fight more vicious and intense to protect and keep his Warrior/Breeder, so he had to bide his time, attempt to work out a plan that would give him the advantage of Fear. The more Crush smelled Sam's fluids and watched his pleasuring with Fear, the more he wanted him. His cock would automatically get hard and leak like a stream when he caught sight or smell of Sam. He became fixated on getting Sam from Fear, nothing else mattered. Crush was most careful to never leave anything with his scent in any of the area's Fear traveled. Once Fear smelled Crush was around, he would become very defensive and go on the hunt for him, not waiting for Crush to attack. In that respect, their training was very similar.

Sam and Fear kept up their new daily routine of pleasuring, gathering food, pleasuring, swimming, pleasuring, returning to the cave and pleasuring again before falling asleep. Fear picked up no sign of Crush being anywhere near them. Fear let Sam show him how he used his weapons and what some of his other possessions were used for. Fear was very impressed with the thick clear object Sam used to start a fire, just by the sunlight. Sam offered it to Fear, but Fear just laughed and said now Sam was in charge of cooking since he carried fire with him.

Crush began to implement his plan to trap Fear, making it impossible for him to keep Sam from Crush. He had several traps, one was a pit with spiked branches that would cause damage and slow Fear down. Another was a large boulder, tied with vines that would swing hard into Fear and cause him damage that way, possibly even killing him. The third was was some vine rope snares that would snap tight around Fear's legs and jerk him hard high into the air, slamming his body a number of times into the trunks of some very thick trees. All of them would do what Crush wanted, incapacitate Fear so Crush could snatch up Sam and run hard and fast to a place he was sure Fear would not know of. Crush set them only after being certain of the path Fear and Sam took daily. He knew Sam always walked behind Fear so there was no real danger of harming Sam. A dead or severely injured Warrior/Breeder was of no use to Crush. Crush worked very fast all through the night to set up his traps.

When the sun was already up in the sky, Fear and Sam came down from their cave and began their routine. Crush watched as Fear narowly missed the first trap, the pit, but was heading directly into the 2nd the swinging boulder. Sure enough, just like he saw it in his mind, Fear looked startled when he heard the swoosh of the boulder flying at him but didn't move out of the path soon enough. The boulder crashed into him making a horrible sound and on top of that, it threw Fear into the air, right into the pit with sharp spikes. The boulder landed on the edge of the pit and fell down with Fear who yelled out in pain and still didn't know what happened. Sam hurried to the pit and called out to Fear, asking him what he should do. Fear could barely get out the words “Get Vine.” Sam immediately looked around for any vines he could pick up to lower down to Fear and get him out of the pit. It was dark down there so Sam had no idea how hurt Fear might be. While he was collecting vines, he heard a twig snap, spun around and there right in front of him stood Crush.

“You mine now, Crush take,” Crush said with some slobbering.

“I belong to Fear and Fear only,” Sam shouted trying to step around Crush to lower the vines to Fear.

“Fear no more, Crush now take,” Crush said angrily.

Sam went to run towards the cave hoping he could get his hands on his weapons and maybe do some damage to Crush, at least enough to get Fear out of that pit. Crush wasn't going to let Sam run anywhere. He backhanded Sam hard, sending Sam flying into the trunk of a tree, just about knocking him out. Sam looked on in horror as Crush stood at the edge of the pit, pulled out his cock and pissed down into it. He laughed and told Fear he was no longer most strong, Crush was now to be feared. Crush spun around, quickly walked to Sam, grabbed him by his arm and tied Sam's one arm and one leg across his body before running off in a westerly direction. Crush changed direction several times, doubling back and climbing trees carefully, to confuse Fear should he somehow be able to track them. Crush traveled all throughout the day, night and the following day before stopping at a stream. He flopped himself down into it on his back and splashed water on to his body and Sam's. Sam thought Fear was the only hybrid with such thick muscle development. He could not help but notice that Crush's body was very similar, although shorter and of less weight, and Crush only had 2 arms, but the same configuration of fingers and toes. Sam did his best to lap in as much water as he could since he was really thirsty after 2 days of traveling.

Without saying a word, Crush sat up, moved Sam around so that he had full access to Sam's cock, ass and balls, licked all of them and then roughly began to suck in Sam's cock and balls. Sam yelled and pleaded with Crush to not be so rough, that he would cooperate but Crush was in charge and Sam would have no doubts about that at all. When Crush drained Sam 3 times, he bellowed out and then took Sam's head in one hand, pushed Sam's face on to the head of his cock and forced it inside of Sam's mouth. Sam's mouth was filled with precum to the point he began to feel like he was drowning. He struggled and pushed until he was just about to pass out when Crush released his head. Sam gasped for breath and choked and coughed.

“Breeder/Warrior soft, Crush toughen up soon,” Crush laughed as he took hold of Sam's head and pushed his mouth back down on the head of his cock.

Fear heard himself moan as he woke up, tried to move and felt the sharp spike that went into his thigh remind him of his plight. He did manage to push the boulder off and away from him before he went unconscious, which he knew he had to do as he would probably be weak when he came awake again. He called out for Sam, even though he knew Crush had taken him. His rage began to grow and that was a good thing as it would allow him to push past pain and discomfort. He jerked himself up to a standing position, yelling out as the spike slid from his thigh. He picked up some clay from the side of the pit, spit into his hand and made like a paste which he put on the in and out opening of his thigh wound. He looked up to the top of the pit and smiled when he noticed it was not that deep and pushing the boulder into it was a weak move by Crush. The boulder gave Fear a means to climb out of the pit. He pulled out several of the spiked branches and spun them around as he pushed into the damp clay of the pit. They slowly went in and when he was finished, he basically had a ladder he could use to help get him out. It took quite a bit of effort, but finally, he reached his arm out of the top of the pit, managed to snag a thick vine and pull himself completely out. He laid at the edge of the pit, catching his breath and allowing his rage to grow, putting visions of Sam in his mind, his Sam and no one was going to have his Sam. Fear made it to the stream and rolled into it, letting the fast moving and cool water wash his entire body and his wounds. The spikes mostly scrapped his skin on his back, sides and arms, and luckily only one penetrated his thigh.

Crush kept up his game of pushing Sam's mouth on to his cock and waiting until Sam slowed down jumping and wiggling. Crush liked the sound of Sam choking and gasping for breath. He took in Sam's cock and balls into his mouth again and pushed Sam's face into his cock but this time harder. Soon Sam thought he was going to drown as a flood of Crush's cum was shooting inside his mouth, filling it like in an instant, his throat was completely filled and it was slowly moving down into his stomach. Sam did pass out from lack of air, but Crush released his grip just in time to prevent Sam from dying. Crush told himself he would have to pay closer attention to the color of this Warrior/Breeder since he now knew when he turned blue it was a bad thing. Crush wanted to celebrate even more so he untied Sam's arm and leg, ripped off Sam's clothing completely, licked Sam's body from head to toe, dunk him roughly in the water and then held him up by his hips and began to tongue fuck Sam's ass. His tongue like Fear's could get longer, thicker and rougher, which Crush made certain it did. He quickly had Sam's ass stretched out very wide. He licked Sam's body again and then lowered Sam's ass on to his leaking cock. He let his precum flow inside of Sam as he had the very tip of his cock pushed inside. He finally felt that was enough and he released his tight grip on Sam's hips, letting the weight of Sam's body push him down Crush's cock. Crush bellowed, yelled and jerked, loving the sensation so much that he lifted Sam up off his cock a few times, letting his body slide down again and again. Sam finally woke after Crush tired of that game and was moving Sam's body up and down his cock. His cock was very thick, long and rippled with veins, a bigger head then Fear had, so the feeling was different. Sam wasn't used to it so he screamed out in pain which only seemed to please Crush all the more.

“So, Warrior/Breeder like Crush pleasure,” Crush laughed. “Much better then Fear. You taste good, Crush like. Crush keep. You no more Warrior/Breeder. Crush breeder now, I breed you. You no Warrior, you Crush toy.”

With that, Crush proceeded to bounce his hips up and down hard, laughing as he watched Sam's body flop up and down, impaled on his cock.

Fear knew he had to do whatever he could to heal himself quickly in order to save Sam. He knew how brutal Crush was and was worried Crush would hurt Sam. He had to do something to get stronger and heal before he could even attempt to confront Crush. The way he was right now, Crush would easily win and maybe even kill him. Crush would pay a heavy price for what he has done, especially what he was doing to Fear's Sam.

Sam had no idea how long Crush used him in the stream before tying him back up and moving fast. Sam was hurting and kept going in and out of consciousness. Crush's cum and precum were potent and probably because of the volume, were effecting Sam's body even more then Fear's did. Sam felt so sad about what happened to Fear. He realized it felt to him like a very close member of his family was gone, someone he cared for deeply it seems. Now he was at the mercy of this brute who was impossible to reason with and didn't care what Sam wanted or needed. Sam knew he had to work something up in order for him to survive this ordeal.

Fear began to feel better once in the stream. He found a healing moss and made a mash of it that he stuck into the wounds. He didn't scream out as that wasn't what Bruisers did. They dealt with whatever pain they had to in order to defeat an enemy. He spotted some berries close to the shore and pulled himself over to them, filling himself with nourishment. He even managed to slam a few fish with stones that he then threw on shore for him to eat later. Protein was key to his recovery and regaining back all his strength. The formula for doing all that was chemically embedded into him by the scientists, again, making sure he was an efficient and self-sustaining war machine.

Crush finally slowed down some, got his bearings and headed for a very rough looking cliff. He climbed up the cliff and walked along the narrow top until he came to another thick forest. As he climbed down the cliff, Sam noticed the cliff was covered in all sorts of caves and openings. Crush moved deliberately in one direction so Sam knew Crush had been here before and probably had a cave he used for shelter. Sure enough, a cave well off the ground is where Crush turned in. The cave like Fear's had a small waterfall against one wall. These caves were mostly cut from slate like black stone. Sam could see sharp shards of it laying all over the place. He filed that in the back of his mind, a source of weapons at some point. Crush lifted Sam up off of his body, not untying his hands and feet and actually threw him to the back of the cave. Sam yelled out when his side hit a ledge that luckily didn't have a sharp edge.

“You run, Crush break leg,” Crush said pointing a finger in Sam's face.

Sam knew, Crush wasn't going to warn him again. If he tried to run, Crush would break one of his legs, leaving him in horrible pain for months while Crush used him for his pleasure. That was not anything Sam was willing to risk. Besides, he had no idea where he was and which way he would need to travel to get back to Fear's cave. Crush left the cave and soon came back with a small deer. He butchered it, built a fire and began to pull off chunks of meat that he stuck on sharp sticks. He took advantage of the shale and used it to tan the hide of the deer, making a stretch rack out of branches and setting it near the entrance to the cave where the sun would do its job. Sam was surprised when Crush just threw the guts out the cave entrance to splat down on the ground below. Sam even knew that was a way of drawing nasty carnivores your way and hungry hybrids as well. Sam through watching Crush could see how brutal and unintelligent he was compared to Fear. Sure, Crush knew a lot about survival, but he would have a hard time dealing with a situation that wasn't programmed into him to deal with. Sam thought that it may be a weakness he could use to his advantage. He had no clue how, but he would keep thinking on it.

Crush tore off a chunk of meat from a skewer and threw it at Sam. Sam picked it up and did indeed begin to eat as he was starving and he needed nourishment. He wished he had access to more water, but was afraid to move on his own towards the waterfall since he was sure Crush would have a bad reaction.

“Can I have water, drink from waterfall,” Sam finally had to ask as he pointed to the waterfall when Crush looked at him.

“Go drink,” Crush said jerking his arm towards the waterfall. He kept an eye on Sam the entire time as Sam slowly crawled to the water.

It felt so good to have the cool water running over his head, face and upper body. He stood up and took advantage of the opportunity to wash all of his body. Crush watched him intently, almost curious about what Sam was doing.

“What you called?” Crush asked finally.

“Sam is my name,” Sam answered.

“Sam come to Crush, Crush want pleasure,” Crush said pointing his hand down to his crotch.

Sam moved slowly but did move up to Crush and began to kneel down. Crush just moved his loin cloth to the side, took the back of Sam's head and rammed it on to his cock. Sam wished he knew a way of making Crush wash himself more often as he had a strong odor of like a musk, sweat from the long journey and sex.

Fear managed to gather together some twigs, when he spotted Sam's clear object that he used to start fires. Fear picked it up and tried to remember exactly what Sam did and he repeated the moves. Sure enough, smoke began to come out of the pile of dried leaves and shavings and soon he had his fish cooking on the fire. He would wait until daylight to slowly search the forest for plants he knew to help heal and regain strength. Then, once he felt able, he would go up into the cave and bring out Sam's weapons. Anything he could use to overtake Crush he would use without hesitation.

When Crush was finished taking his pleasures with Sam, he plopped himself down on the floor and put a forearm across his face, then yelled at Sam “Sleep.” Sam fell asleep, thinking how he missed the warmth and comfort he somehow felt with Fear when they slept. He fell asleep wondering if Fear was safe and not hurt badly. He had no idea how long he slept when he was startled away by these awful loud sounds, screams mostly he suddenly heard. He looked at where he last remembered Crush sleeping and didn't see him. He head what sounded like a bad fight happening below the cave entrance so he slowly moved himself over to the entrance to see if he could spot what was happening. He assumed Crush was involved since he wasn't in the cave. Sure enough, Sam looked down and saw in the moonlight, Crush doing battle with another hybrid. It looked to Sam like the other hybrid had actually managed to wound Crush pretty bad, slowing down Crush in his fighting. Sam knew pretty much how it was going to end, and just as he imagined, the other hybrid who had to be really hungry to chance facing off against Crush made a fatal mistake giving Crush an opening to smash his fist hard into the throat of the hybrid, shocking it enough for Crush to lift a heavy large rock and beat the hybrid over the head and back until it just fell hard to the ground, not moving much, bleeding and moaning. It was unconscious and unless it somehow managed to flee before Crush woke, it was surely dead. Sam was a first hand witness to the raw brutality of the higher hybrids like Crush and Fear. He could understand why just about all of the lower hybrids gave them a wide birth and showed their subjugation very quickly if unable to out run them. Crush should not have been a match for Fear, but he used stealth and surprise to give himself the advantage over Fear. One on one facing each other both in perfect health, Fear would have the advantage with more arms, harder muscles, height and intelligence. Fear was designed to react to any situation, plan carefully and use whatever advantage and fear tactic he could to overpower an enemy.

Crush let out a loud victory scream and slowly began to climb back up to the cave. Sam had moved back to where he was sleeping and waited. When Crush came back inside the cave, he was breathing heavy, covered in sweat and blood, and obviously in some pain. Sam stood up, moved towards the water fall and waved towards it as Crush was watching his every move. Crush was sure at first but Sam moved himself under the waterfall with the arm Crush was bleeding from and pointed at the water fall and his arm. Finally Crush seemed to get the message and walked over to Sam and the waterfall. Sam carefully moved Crush into the waterfall, not wanting to get him angry or get the idea Sam was fighting him. Crush jerked and hissed when the water first fell on his wounded arm, but then gave out a sigh of relief as the fast flowing, cool water cleaned the wound and removed the dirt and dried blood away. Sam reached up and slowly began to slide Crushes animal skin fur off his chest and back, undid his loincloth and pulled Crush further into the waterfall and pool. He used a small skin to slowly begin washing Crush. It took some time, but he managed to get Crush to sit down in the pool of water and let him fully wash his upper body, head and arms, being very careful around the wound. Crush watched Sam very intently, his every move monitored or studied for some reason Sam could not figure out. The only thing Sam could think of was that Crush had never been washed by anyone, including himself. If he didn't swim in a river or lake or get caught in a heavy rain, well, his body stayed as it was with more sweat dried on top of old layers, the smell growing with each passing day. If nothing else, Sam would think Crush would be very careful about washing more then once a day to prevent any enemies from picking up his scent, but no, that wasn't one of the things Crush was programmed for. Sam felt Crush slowly begin to relax as Sam washed him carefully, gently.

“If you take me down to the forest, I can find plants to crush up and make a salve to take away the pain and help your wound heal quicker,” Sam said to Crush.

“Why?” Crush asked.

“Well, I would not wish to see you suffer from a sickness spreading through your body from bad things getting into your wound. Binding it tight with the plant mashing will help keep it clean and make it heal much faster,” Sam said looking directly into Crush's eyes.

Crush hesitated and looked like he was actually thinking. “Come, you show me and do.”

Crush just stood up, completely naked, moved to the cave entrance and motioned for Sam to follow him. He of course tied on a rope to Sam so he couldn't run, but surprised Sam that he was in a way trusting Sam. Crush stayed close to Sam watching every move Sam made with various plants. He purposely made more of an excited act when he found the plants he was looking for and handed them to Crush. Crush examined them, smelled them and even tasted them, having no clue at all what Sam was doing. When Sam had what he thought was a good supply, he began to walk past Crush towards the cave. Crush followed Sam and climbed into the cave after Sam. Sam found a good stone to use for crushing the plants and another flatter one with a slight indentation that would be a good base. He looked around and tore a few small strips of the skin Crush used for his loin cloth, washed them well in the water fall and brought them back to the base rock, dripping wet. He twisted them so the water fell on to the plants and the bowl of the flat rock then took the other rock and began to slowly crush and smash the plants. Slowly a thick green blob of stuff was covering the flat rock. Sam motioned and told Crush to sit near the flat stone. Crush moved and watched every move Sam was making. Sam scooped up bits of the green blob, gently placed it over the wound on Crush's arm. Sam watched for any sign of Crush having a severe pain so he would know to be even more gentle then he was. The wound was soon completely covered by the green stuff. Sam took the strips he cut and washed, stretched them out along the edge of the flat rock, removing most of the water and making them wider in the process. He carefully tied each one over the wound and green stuff until the entire wound was covered. Crush felt the bandaged wound, flexed his fingers and bent his arm. He was surprised the pain lessened and he didn't feel all that bad anymore. He pulled Sam over to him, licked him and then as if it was some favor, pried open Sam's ass with his tongue and then his fingers before pushing Sam down on the end of his cock. Sam screamed and tried desperately to stand up as the massive fat head of Crush's cock was forcing its way past his sphincter. Luckily Crush's cock was producing a huge amount of precum which did cause a reaction in Sam, but not enough to take all the pain away. The more precum that flowed inside of Sam and then down around Crush's cock made it easier and easier for Sam's body weight to push him further and further down the monster cock. He pleaded with Crush who laughed and told Sam he was making Sam tougher and stronger. Crush did seem to like the sound of Sam in pain for sure. Crush grabbed hold of Sam's hips and moved him hard up and down his cock taking in the sight of Sam's agony on his face. The more it excited him the faster he was pounding Sam up and down his cock. He finally bellowed out and his body jerked and stiffened as he began filling Sam with his cum which began to quickly affect Sam. Sam was unconscious before Crush was finished, so Crush just lifted him up, sucked in Sam's cock and balls and drained Sam 2 times, then dropped Sam down and went to lay down. When Sam woke, his insides felt funny and he was light headed and unsteady on his feet. He went to the water fall, stepped under it and let it wash all over his body. He took in large amounts of water as his mouth was very dry.

Fear felt much better once he ate and ate the plants he knew would help him heal and regain strength. He went back to the cave and opened up the bundle of Sam's things, including his weapons. He examined the sword, dagger, ax and some strange things attached to strips of leather that made no sense to him. He made a mental note to find out from Sam just what he did with those strange things. He settled on the dagger which fit nicely in his waste belt and the ax which had 2 bladed edges, doubling the striking power as far as he was concerned. He didn't waste time sitting around waiting to heal. He practiced every minute he could with the ax and dagger, using trees as opponents. He kept it up until he felt one with the weapons and confident he could do some serious damage to anyone he might fight. His training wouldn't allow him to bring revenge or hate into the training with weapons. It was just something he was made for and was very good at regardless of the type of weapon he used. Once proficient with it, then the planning and alternate scenarios were developed, spying was done to get the full layout of the enemy's territory and determining what natural features all around the area could work to his benefit in defeating the enemy. Logical, dry, straight forward business, nothing more. He was being distracted with thoughts of Sam and concern for his welfare, but he forced himself to put those aside until Crush was defeated and Sam was his again. So he trained more and more, pushing himself nearly to exhaustion. He had to know when he was in fighting shape so as to not give Crush any advantage. He knew Crush was not very intelligent and would assume Fear was still injured and weak. That is what Fear was hoping for so that Crush would underestimate the fighting ability of a Fear back to his normal self.

Sam found himself thinking that it would be such a great thing if whatever men designed beasts like Crush ended up victims of him, that was truly divine justice. Day after day, the same thing happened, Crush wanting Sam to drain him of his cum, bring back some game, cook it, fuck Sam and sleep. Sam kept using the water fall and pool more each day as his only diversion from the misery of putting up with Crush. Sam had a hard time understanding how Crush could treat him how he was after Sam, without having to do so, treated him with kindness. That was not how it was supposed to be, at least not in Sam's world of humans. Fighting for survival was one thing, but once an act of kindness was made, it required a change in attitude by the one receiving its benefit. Sam began to think of Crush as a wild animal like a big bear that had some speech ability, was crude and only thought of base necessities for survival and dominance. Nothing more to it, simple, basic and crude. There were no conversations only short to the point grunts, commands and nothing more. Sam hope with his whole mind that Fear would find them and take him away from this horrible existence.

The day finally arrived for Fear to hunt down Crush. He slowly headed into the direction he heard Crush running and looked for signs, like broken branches, crushed grasses and bushes, moved dirt, all the normal signs of movement. He just happened to pick up a scent that he didn't recognize at first. He moved to the bush it seemed to be located, saw some broken branches and sniffed. It was the foul scent of Crush who Fear knew was never concerned about his scent. Fear followed the easy marker, even picking up the doubling back and climbing into trees that Crush did to make it hard for Fear to track him. Finally Fear came to the stream where Crush rested and used Sam. Fear carefully examined the displaces stones within the river bottom, found the indentations of the heavy footprint of Crush and headed in that direction. Since the scent was mostly gone, he merely followed the straight path Crush seemed to be taking. After a few hours, the scent was building again, from Crush's sweat no doubt. From that point on it was easier to follow them. When he came to a cliff with lots of caves he hid himself and carefully listened and watched. It paid off when he saw Crush come to the entrance of a cave and just throw out the guts and other parts of some animal he obviously caught. He shook his head thinking how dumb Crush was to do such a thing, for one giving away his location easily from the bugs and birds gathering to feast and the predators that would come as the smell of putrid meat spread throughout the forest. The more he saw of Crush's actions, the more clearly he saw the reason his kind were created to replace them.

Fear scouted the entire area, locating the nearest stream, the best location for hunting game and the various trees and stones all around. He found the sharp slate stones that were all over at the base of the cliff. He would use those for special traps that hopefully Crush would cut his feet or legs on and then his body when he fell down. He picked what he thought would be the best location for confronting Crush once that opportunity came. He caught a brief glimpse of Sam when Sam came to the opening of the cave for a short time before being pulled back inside roughly by Crush. Fear's patience paid off as the following day, he heard noises and looking at the cave saw Crush climbing down with Sam following, a roped vine tied Sam to Crush. On the ground, Crush roughly pulled Sam by the vine and he headed off toward where the stream was located. Fear smiled as he had set up a number of snares and traps along the trail obviously used by Crush. He would be sorry if he ventured from his normal path for any reason. Fear only worried about Sam, but was sure that Sam would react quick enough to avoid being hurt. Crush was so overly confident, he didn't even check in every direction as they moved, just kept straight ahead to where he wanted to go. Fear noticed the crude bandage that was on Crush's arm. From the look of it he knew Sam had done that as Crush would not bother. That was good Fear thought, giving him a hint at a wound Crush probably still had that wasn't healing well since the bandage did look old and dried blood was all around it and in between the wraps. When Crush reached the stream, he pulled Sam hard to him, picked him up by his hips and Crush flopped down into the stream, laying down so the water rushed over his body and Sam was on top of it also. Sam did not look happy by any means which did make Fear feel good. He was also happy there was no sign of any damage to Sam which was one of the things he worried about because it was Crush who stole him.

Fear decided he'd make his move once Crush stood up and began to walk back to the cave. Sam would be behind him so he could quickly slice the vine rope freeing Sam and allow him to have open access to Crush without worrying about Sam getting caught in the fight between the 2 of them. When Crush began his walk back to the cave, Fear sprung out quickly, used the ax to slice the vine rope that tied Sam to Crush and slammed his body hard into the side of Crush, pushing him off the path right into a number of snares and traps he set up. Crush felt a pain in his calf as a sharpened stick jabbed hard into it. Then pain on his feet as sharp thin slate stones easily cut into his feet, his own weight pushing them deep inside of him. A vine snare snapped around both his ankles and he fell like a cut tree, more slate stones cutting into his side, hip, thigh and arm. He was bellowing out in pain and anger. He forced himself up and ripped the vine around his ankles off, keeping him from loosing all his balance. The other wounds began to hurt as his body realized he was wounded and began to bleed. Fear slammed him on the side of his head with the side of the ax very hard, knocking Crush over into another group of traps. Fear did that 2 more times as Crush kept trying to stand and face him. Sam had moved back to the stream, figuring out that there were probably traps and snares on both sides of the path and he would be out of the way and safer in the stream. Fear did a quick glance back to see where Sam was and saw he moved to the only safe spot around them, letting Fear concentrate strictly on Crush. Crush was quickly becoming a bloody mess, the pain increasing from all the cuts and sharp sticks that were jabbed deep into his leg muscles.

“Run Crush before I take your head off and save the lands from your stench once and for all,” Fear bellowed.

“Never, I took from you and you can never defeat me,” Crush bellowed back.

Fear no longer was going to negotiate a retreat for Crush. He made his decision by his answer. Fear swung the ax low and just about cut off Crush's leg at the knee. Crush fell down and still tried to get up and attack Fear. Fear swung the ax again and Sam heard the crush of bone as the ax cut into the bicep area of Crush's damaged arm. Crush screamed and bellowed, not able to stand any longer and his entire arm was now useless to him. Sam watched and fully expected Fear to finish Crush off by taking off his head or something. Fear shocked him when he backed away, turned towards Sam and walked into the stream, let the ax fall as he wrapped his arms around Sam, lifted him up in his arms squeezing him tight to his body and kissed him so very passionately. Sam froze it was all so unexpected.

“So, I take it Fear missed having Sam around?” Sam smiled as his arms wrapped around Fear's neck.

“Small bit, yes,” Fear said with a funny look.

“Oh, just a small bit huh? Well I suppose it is a start,” Sam said as he kissed Fear.

Fear suddenly was at a loss for how he felt. It was that strange feeling he started to have when Sam told him he meant more to Sam then Sam's things did, knowing how important to Sam his things were to him. Fear never heard anyone say that to him. He had no experience with emotion and caring deeply for any other being, but yet, that feeling of joy and relief were there very strong as he held Sam tight in his arms once again. He did lie to Sam since he did indeed miss Sam so very, very much, also something he was having a hard time understanding.

Sam saw the confusion on Fear's face and knew he was struggling with feelings he never had before or understood.

“Fear, it is okay. Sam is yours again and very happy he is. What you feel even as you say a little bit, is an emotion which comes from 2 people having very deep feelings for one another. They care about each others happiness and safety and find comfort and security in the bond that develops between them. It is a very good thing that we call love Fear. It is nothing bad that make you weak, just something that makes your heart feel glad you are not alone and there is someone waiting who will put on a special smile every time they see you coming to them, will hug you tight and kiss you with passion to show you how much they do love you. One even can sacrifice their life to protect the one they love. So, don't be worried or confused, just let you heart free to experience those feelings,” Sam said gently before passionately kissing Fear.

“So what I feel for you Sam is called love?” Fear finally asked.

“Yes, I am fairly sure that's exactly what it is,” Sam said with a smile. “I know that from the time I told you that you were worth more to me then my things, you felt conflicted and unsure for probably the very first time, not knowing what to say or do. I saw that in your eyes and knew I would just have to keep showing you how much I now loved you, even though by both our cultures we should be mortal enemies. That's how love happens some times. We really have no control over it I have found, it just happens and builds if both people want it to.”

“You knew I was confused?” Fear asked seriously.

“Yes, I most certainly did. Like I said, by the look in you eyes and on your face, the actions you took and how you would go from kind and sweet to harsh and cold as soon as the confusion came to you. Yes, I knew Fear,” Sam said softly.

“And this is what Sam wishes?” Fear questioned.

“It is what Sam wishes Fear. I openly say it freely and with no confusion in my mind or heart, I love you Fear. You make me feel wanted, needed and cared for and I really and truly like that very much, so yes I do want that,” Sam said with a gentle smile.

“But you are a Warrior/Breeder. You and I cannot breed as far I know of, so why would you want that?” Fear asked really unsure.

“I was a Warrior/Breeder. Now I am one who loves Fear and wishes to remain with him until the time I am taken away from life itself,” Sam said seriously.

Fear looked at Sam and was obviously deep in thought. “No, Sam IS Warrior/Breeder and love of Fear's life who wishes Sam to want to stay with him until I am no more,” Fear said seriously.

Sam knew that was a huge step for Fear to take mentally, completely against all his training and programming, yet he said it and one thing Sam knew for sure about Fear is he never went against what he said.

Sam kissed Fear softly and nuzzled his face into Fear's neck, squeezing him hard.

“Come Sam, we go home you and I, lovers,” Fear said as he used his lower hands to pick up the ax and head off back to their cave and lands, leaving Crush to either survive or become food for some predator.