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the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

Andrew returned to the castle taking a winding staircase to the dungeon. He selected a short chain intending to use the cuffs to secure his hunter's ankle to a pillar. Then even if she managed to get the ropes loose, she still couldn't roam freely around the castle making a mess of his life. If she could pick the lock, well at least it would slow her down a bit. Then he would know for sure... although that knowledge wouldn't do him much good if she got free and killed him.

He shook his head, he didn't want to think about that. He left the key to the cuffs hanging on the wall. He could get it when he got back from town, or tomorrow, or never. He wouldn't ever be able to trust her, would he? No. He carried the clinking chain and headed back to the parlor to further secure Miss Death and Doom.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

I figure we need to shake things up a bit. She can probably get out of those ropes any time you want her to, and she has access to his gloves muahaha.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

What was the point of even trying to talk to this woman?

A series of angry barks we're heard mutely through the window. Just around the corner of the castle lived the dwindling flock of chickens. The guard dog was a good alarm, but not sufficient to keep his birds safe.

Andrew pulled off his gloves throwing them onto the coffee table. He was going to stop this once and for all. Cracking his nuckles he stocked out of the room. His hands were covered in intersecting circles of the same brown colored markings. His hands were all the weapons he'd need.

He found his dog's shackles raised standing over a hole dug under the fence. The pair of foxes were already in the coop wreaking havoc, but they didn't have a way out. Andrew crouched down , adjusted the padding over his wound for the umpteenth time, and opened the human sized door. Both foxes saw their opportunity and dashed for the exit a bird in each mouth. Andrew caught one by the tail and wrapped his other hand around it's neck. The second fox bounded away with it's catch, never to see it's mate again.

The fox he'd caught wined and struggled. It's high pitched howling sounding something like a scream as it shriveled in his hands. Andrew elbowed the door closed, rotating the board to keep it fastened. Anything to take is mind off the creature dying in his hands, all the moisture from it's body leeching into his skin. He walked to the burn pile, now emptied far too often. He hid the body under the branches, leaves still attached though they were also dry. It would all burn up in a snap. But he needed more matches. He turned around to look at the window where he'd left his prisoner. Could he risk going to get them now?

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

Andrew did not like the determination on her face. She was going to get out somehow and then he was going to die. "Do you know, Miss Doom, you are genuinely terrifying? What are you going to do when I'm gone?" He loomed above her, trying to think of some way he could save himself from her.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

"Fine."

The woman was a mystery to him. She wanted him dead, he got that. But why in the world did she care? It wasn't like he was some beast that would earn her renoun, a dragon to be slain. He wasn't a predator out gorging himself on flesh. He felt quite pathetic actually after fighting with the hunter. She wasn't settling some personal vendetta, it was all none of his business. A life and death matter that was none of his business.

On his way to the kitchen he picked up her weapon from beside the staircase. He left it in the towel drawer next to the other one he'd stashed earlier. He ate his soup and drank cup after cup of water. He hated how constantly dry his mouth was.

At last he headed back to make sure that woman hadn't found a way out of his snare.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

"You keep saying that. Were you related to one of those people? Honestly I'm very sorry, I didn't intend to hurt either of them, much less kill them. I suppose keeping you alive is the least I can do now. I have chicken soup if you're hungry."

Andrew got to his feet, holding his side. This was going to hurt for days, and no chance of finding a doctor to help him, even if he could leave his hunter alone that long.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

Roused from his nap Andrew returned an icy stare.

"Miss Doom, lucky for you I don't want to kill anyone. I suppose that makes you my prisoner, for life. That is less fortunate. We'll surely get used to it eventually."

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

Andrew approached her cautiously, but she wasn't faking. Carefully checking for blood he was relieved he hadn't killed another person. She was going to have an awful headache when she woke up though.

What to do with her so she wouldn't kill him when she did wake up he mused. He considered the dungeon. He very seriously considered the dungeon, but she would probably know how to get out of chains and barred doors. Especially left unsupervised, which was after all the point of having a dungeon to forget people in.

He could throw her over the back of a horse and leave her in the village. He did need to get matches. But she'd just be back. He couldn't leave, traveling had been far too dangerous for an abomination, it was a miracle he'd made it home after he'd been cursed.

Taking hold of both her hands he pulled her across the floor to the parlor. He was glad she didn't hear all his groaning and staining as he picked her up and set her on the couch. What a weakling he was.

He was good at tying strong knots. He had cord and tied her wrists together behind her. He tied her ankles together. And that loop was leashedto the leg of the couch for good measure.

He wouldn't leave her unsupervised, but dozed off in a chair nearby.

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

How dramatic!!!
Is she going to wake up if he tries to move her and tie her up so she can't attack him again?
Is she bleeding?

the hunter and her prey(a cursed human story, a beauty and the beast alternative to a cursed vampire story)

With the walking stick he blocked her attack. Then holding it in both hands pushed forward, hoping to immobilize her against the wide banister.