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Slither on Over Here

Serious working title…trust me! lol

Part 3

copyright © 2015 Havan Fellows

Chapter Three

The blades of grass shifted, only slightly at first. But as the slim green body grew in girth, the green being drained of any blue aspects and vibrantly changing to a shiny gold, the grass more than shifted. The blades bent and folded to the strength of the now thirteen foot giant serpent that demanded its obedience.

He coiled under the bush not far from Marvin’s window and watched him pull his jeans up and carefully button them sans undergarments. He wondered about those special parts that the human race seemed to keep covered in public. He knew Marvin had them, he’d seen many times while watching this human. When the opportunity to investigate them up close appeared, he couldn’t help himself.

It did seem to agitate Marvin, who usually took his little visits with good humor. He wondered what was so special about those parts that would cause Marvin to not want to share them with others.

What if he did share them? What if when he left on his long visits he was sharing what he hid when here? That thought didn’t sit well and he uncoiled to resettle himself in a different position.

“Son. What are you doing by this house again? And in this form? You promised me never to use this too visible body again.”

“He misses it.” He answered his mother without looking over to her. “He spoke of me to his parents again today.”

“And how do you know this?”

“I visited him again.”

“Son, you will endanger yourself with these trips you make. He will capture you and kill you. It is their way.”

Marvin had long since finished dressing, but instead of leaving the room and heading to his family he had taken a spot by the window. The snake liked to think that Marvin was searching for him. Maybe, if he flicked his tail out from under this sheltering bush Marvin would see and come to him. He twitched his tail, inching it closer and closer to the patch of grass with the sun beating down. In perfect view of the window and Marvin.

His mother hastily slithered over his tail and successfully halted the movement. “Don’t even think about it. You go down that path and there will be no coming back. He is man and you are serpent. There is no future for you two.”

He raised his head and flared out his neck like their brethren cobras. “I could be man.”

His mother hissed and mimicked his pose. “No! I won’t lose you to some idle thoughts you may have about a creature unlike us. What is your fascination with this one? You helped him out of trouble once, that is all. You owe him nothing, you owe us allegiance. Stay where it is safe, my son. Don’t dare for something that can be your undoing. If not for yourself, think about us.”

“This is not about you,” he replied to his mother, But he noted the urgency in her voice and rested back down to the ground. “I don’t know. I don’t know why I’m drawn to this man every time he returns home. Why I feel a loss when he is away. But if I do nothing, if I never venture to find out, I will spend the rest of my time wondering. That is no life I look forward to. This feeling in me, it is different than any I encountered before. It is surrounded around him.”

His mother also relaxed back down and slithered over him, wrapping around him tightly. “If you go to him as man, you may not be able to come back. Remember the others. They never returned. I couldn’t bear losing you.”

“We don’t know why they didn’t return, mother. Maybe it was a choice they made?”

“Or maybe man killed them for their differences.”

He looked back to the window, now void of Marvin. “He wouldn’t kill me. He is gentle and kind. In all the visits I’ve paid him not once has he shown aggressiveness. It isn’t in him. He is different.”

“Yes, he is. He is man.”

He continued to stare at the empty window. Marvin limited his time at home. He’d be leaving soon. He faced the same question he asked himself every time Marvin came back. What if this was Marvin’s last time home. What would he do then, live the remainder of his days wondering why he was drawn to this man?

His mother was wrong, Marvin wasn’t like other men. He didn’t hurt creatures for no reason.

Something stirred his instincts. He popped his head up, his mother quickly following suit. Flicking his tongue out, he scented the threat in the air.

“It’s that beast again.” His mother slithered to the edge of the bush to investigate.

“Mother no!”

He was too late in his warning. The scent had darted from the side of the bush to the back where his mother had moved. A furry paw darted under the branches and leaves and swiped at his mother’s brown back, disrupting the scales and tinting them slightly red.

His mother’s scream raked through his head. Without thinking of the consequences he quickly charged out the side of the hedge. Taking no time at all with his huge form he rounded the foliage and came up behind the massive beast attacking his mother.

In one fluid movement he raised his head and circled the beast’s midsection, constricting as he wrapped himself around and around. The predator yelped and flung itself to the side, twisting his neck trying to nip.

Even through the sting that shot through him from the beast’s wild movements, he wouldn’t let go. He sensed his mother move from underneath the bush and quickly head to their home. He constricted tighter when the beast noticed her fleeing.

The beast threw himself to the ground and rolled to his back, pushing his legs out into the air.

He could feel his skin dragging against the blades of grass as the beast pushed him farther into the ground. He couldn’t remember the last time he experienced pain like this. His scales peeling back just to be pushed forward again, tearing apart with each kick the beast made.

Finally he couldn’t scent his mother anymore. He hoped that she was a safe distance away and speeding home. He gradually loosened his grip on the beast’s midsection, wondering the best way for him to flee.

Once the beast felt him ease up he jumped to his paws and wiggled free. Before he could slither away the beast turned on him and he watched in terror as the beast’s jaws clamped down on his midsection.

***

Another mangled sound drifted in through the screen door. “Is that Rufus again?” Marvin set his coffee cup down and shoved the last piece of bacon into his mouth.

“Son, no one is gonna steal your meat. Biting and chewing are good, you know?”

He rolled his eyes at his father. Another yip from the backyard had him standing and moving over to the window by the sink. “Bacon good.” He growled over his shoulder.

He chuckled at his father’s expression as he turned to look out the window. Yeah that was Rufus alright. “Damn dog is rolling around in our grass again, I thought the Horns fixed that fence.”

“Every year they fix it, and every year it breaks, Marvin. Rufus doesn’t do any harm though.”

“It looks like he got wrapped in something.” Marvin paused and squinted his eyes, “And it’s gold.” He burst through the screen door and stood on the porch, trying to decipher what he was seeing. “Rufus!” He attempted to get the mutt’s attention.

Suddenly the dog jumped to his feet and squirmed a bit. Then he turned quickly and snapped at the thing that was wrapped around him.

“Holy shit,” Marvin swore softly. Rufus had his golden snake. “No! Rufus no!” He leaped off of the porch and ran across the huge backyard toward the damn mutt. He couldn’t believe that all these years of hunting for it came up with nothing, then one day the stupid neighbor’s mutt decided to use it as a chew toy?

Unfortunately, once Rufus saw Marvin running toward him he automatically thought it playtime. He shook his head back and forth then took off into the woods, the snake’s long body twitching on both sides of him. An average size dog wouldn’t be able to drag a snake that huge in his mouth. Rufus wasn’t average. What type of dog Rufus was remained a mystery—they were sure his parentage was mutt on both sides. But Marvin could testify from all the times Rufus knocked him down and slobbered on him that he weighed in close to a hundred pounds. Right now he was working that size to his benefit.

“Come on Rufus, stop and dropped the snake.” Marvin dodged the trees just moments after Rufus, but he wasn’t gaining any ground. The dog was in seventh heaven with his new toy and his playmate. He cut to the left, the snake’s poor head bouncing off the ground to hit a sapling.

“Rufus stop.” Marvin put as much authority into his voice as possible while sprinting to his body’s ultimate capacity.

Rufus slowed down to a leisurely skip, glancing over his shoulder at him. Marvin breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed no puncture holes in the golden scales. Rufus evidently wasn’t biting to harm, even though the snake probably wouldn’t take solace in that fact right about now.

Marvin stopped just feet away from the dog.

The majestic creature who saved his life so many years ago, the one snake he searched for on a regular basis when he still lived here...it killed him to see that proud animal hanging lifeless from the jaws of this mutt.

Not to belittle Rufus, he liked the dog well enough. But he loved this snake...dreamed of it and worshipped it for the second half of his childhood into his adult years. To finally find his snake, and know that there was an above average chance that Rufus’s play could be the end of it. Completely unacceptable.

Holding out his hands he talked softly to the animal, “Rufus puppy. Come on and drop the snake. You wanna play with me...we can roll around in the leaves like you like. Come on big boy.”

Marvin took a step forward and Rufus hopped a bit away. It looked like the snake was trying to flex his body in Rufus’s mouth, but it appeared to be backfiring because it made the dog clench his jaw tighter. Marvin saw the teeth imbedding in the scales, the beautiful golden skin so close to being punctured.

Keeping his voice soothing and low, Marvin tried again. “No no no, you handsome pupster you. Relax your jaw…you can’t play with me if that nasty thing is hanging from your mouth.”

The snake suddenly flung his head and tail up simultaneously in what appeared to be a frantic angry movement. Rufus reared on his back paws for a moment as he shook his head side to side, elated that his new toy was getting rambunctious.

Marvin kept eye contact with the dog as he knelt to the ground. “You stop fighting, snake. I’m gonna get you out of this.” He didn’t betray any of his anxiety in his voice. “You saved my life, now it is my turn to save yours. Just please play possum. Just hang there and don’t draw attention to yourself.

“Come on Rufus—”

He stopped his soft banter when the snake suddenly hung limp in Rufus’s mouth. His heart skipped a beat when he thought that Rufus had killed the snake. He looked closer, there were still no holes in the scaly hide, no blood running down his circular long body. It was as if the snake understood him and did play possum.

His need to save his snake ratcheted up a few notches and he continued his soft lullaby to the dog, “Come on you baby, drop the toy and come get me.” Good thing it wasn’t the words that mattered but the tone, because he was almost out of nice words to say to the fucking dog. He couldn’t believe he was trying to communicate to a dog to save a snake’s life, but weirder things had happened to him. Namely this golden snake protecting him from the bullies. It had to be the same one, how many golden huge snakes could there be?

Marvin started patting his thighs. “Rufus, come here boy. Drop the snake and bring your mangy self over here. I’ll even let you lick my mouth like you like.” He made a face but kept his tone sweet and endearing. “Come on and play with me.”

A couple more hard thumps to his thighs and he had Rufus’s full attention. He dropped the snake and jumped at Marvin.

Rufus’s quick change in attention didn’t give Marvin a chance to brace for his attack. Huge front paws landed on Marvin’s shoulders and propelled him backwards. The wind was knocked out of him, his head bounced off the ground and he didn’t have time to straighten his bent legs when the dead leaves under him started to slide. He tried to reach out and grab something but his hazy mind wouldn’t work and he followed the leaves down the hill.

He felt the little sticks jabbing into his skin as he rolled down the embankment. His head banged back and forth and every time he tried to throw his arms out for leverage his body flipped over again and his wrists would bend backwards.

Finally his body was jolted to a halt against a thick tree. His head lolled to the side and he looked up the hill. Rufus and the snake seemed to be staring down at him. As his vision blurred and black dots started appearing he saw the golden snake stretch up to the sky. Suddenly a naked man was running down the embankment toward him.

To be cont’d…

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