Hey guys, I really need to get this off my chest, haven't talked to anyone about it yet really.
So I was at the library studying last week. I have finals coming up pretty soon, so I'm knuckling down an studying. I'm at photocopier, copying out lecture notes, when this girl sidles up to beside me and starts using the scanner. I glance over, and she that she's pretty attractive - brunette, slim, not insanely hot but certainly tasty. I see that she's scanning chemistry stuff (I do physiology), and just for the hell of it, make a passing comment to her. She looks at me, raises her eyebrow, and asks me what i do. so I tell her, it turns out she knows someone in physiology who's in my lab group, we start chatting and ask her if she wants to come study with me. She says okay, comes over, and we sit around talking crap and not really studying for a couple of minutes. I get an over 9000 hard-on under the desk, because she's really cool. she's witty and we seem to be hitting it off. we chat about exams and music (i play guitar) and then she says she has to go have coffee with some friends. she's getting up and i'm like "just fucking do it faggot!" to myself, and i ask for her number (something I find hard to do usually... I'm fine just chatting with a girl, but it scares me a bit.)
She turns round and gives me this sly and cute smile, and we swap numbers. I run home and fap everywhere because I'm so excited. So I try and wait a bit but I can only hold it off until the next day to text her. we text for a bit and I sort of subtly imply that I'm interested in her... and when I do she totally picks up on it and implies the same back. I ask her what she's doing later that night, and she says nothing, so I end up asking her if she wants to go to a movie. She says nah, she can't be bothered going to the theatre. I'm pretty sad, but then she texts me and asks if I want to come round to her place. Wiping the cream off my pants, I say yes.
So I go round to her place, watch a movie, have a pretty good time. I want to kiss her but it just seemed too early, I'd only met her that day. So after the movie, she said she'd walk me home. we get to my place, and I ask her if she wants to come up. she says yeah. we walk up the stairs and go in to my bedroom and straight away we're kissing and she takes my shirt off and I reach up under her top and start touching her tits. we kind of move down to the bed and I take her top off and we just lie there for about ten minutes kissing and touching each other.
Then all of a sudden she starts crying. I'm like "what... the... fuck." because I don't handle this sudden emotional stuff well. I ask her what's wrong, but she just shakes her head and keeps on crying. She's crying kind of softly, not really making any noise, it doesn't seem like tears of joy or any of that shit. so I just put my arms around her and we lie there for another few minutes.
she stops crying and says she has to go. I let her, and go to sleep really really tripped out. the next morning I wake up at about 8. I'm making breakfast when I get a text from her... she apologises and again I ask her what's wrong. She says she can't think of how to put it at the moment, and asks me if I want to meet at the beach in half an hour. I say sure, put on my shoes and start walking down there.
The beach is pretty much deserted, and I meet up with her and we walk along over to another section which is even more deserted. We stop and she holds my hand. I ask her what's wrong and she says that it's to do with her father. She won't tell me any more than that. She asks me if I want to swim... even though I'm not dressed for it, the thought of being out in the water with her in her bra and panties is enough for me to say yes. water is pretty warm at this time of year anyway.
so we go out into the water, until it's deep enough that when a wave comes our toes lift off the sand. I reach over to her and pull her up to me, but when I try and kiss her she says no. She looks away for a bit, then looks back and says that she needs me to meet her father. I'm like... you took me out here to tell me that? And she nods.
I'm looking at her, seriously wondering if she's crazy, when I hear this rumbling. It seems like the whole world is shaking. I'm freaking out, but she seems so calm, and then I realise that we're being sucked out further and start pedalling in the water to stay afloat. She's bearly moving, but she seems to be having no problem staying up. Suddenly my hands start to slip on her, and it feels like her skin is turning... rubbery. Her eyes start shifting on her head and her nose flattens out. Suddenly it hits me: she's a whale! Her head bulges up and she gets bigger and bigger. A fin starts to push out her back, and then she slips into the water and disappears.
I'm freaking out because I'm not that good at swimming and by now I'm really far for the shore. I start weakly trying to swim back, but it seems like I'm bearly moving. The shore is a thin crescent and the sun is starting to stab upwards over the ruined buttresses of rock arching over it.
My legs are burning and my arms feel like loose bits of thread on a sweater. The sea sucks away at my energy, and my vision darkens at the edges until all that is left is the pulsing sun bursting over the horizon. I can hear it, the sea, the ocean kingdom, calling me. My legs stop. My arms turn completely limp. I start to fall beneath the water, the liquid rising up like curtains swallowing me, the saltwater rushing into my nose, beating against my desperately clamped lips.
Everything is starting to go black when I feel my body crash against the skin of a great beast, forcing me upwards, back above the waves. I lie gasping on the skin of this immense creature, my first reeling thoughts turning to the girl who had turned into the whale - was this her, rendered colossal? But no, somehow I felt that this was a whole new monster, an ancient hunk of continental shelf ripped raw from the surface of the planet, filled with the black blood of the depths. A creature from the limits of the ocean and the limits of the mind. It shuddered beneath me, an rippling moan that filled my body to overflowing. We were moving, cutting through the water as easily as a pin dropping, the shore was disappearing, and the amber waves tore at the edges of the beast, grabbing lustily for me like a prize on a grand podium.
I lay on my back, staring up at the sky. Water pooled off my body, but strangely I wasn't cold. It felt as if the warmth of the great beast was seeping up into me, a geothermal heat that made me think of cracks in the ocean floor gushing super-heated water.
An unearthly moan arose out of the creature, and I noticed water lapping at my side. We were sinking. Panic swung within me like a wild pendulum. I wanted to rise up, and run somewhere, anywhere - forgetting the ocean around me that would swallow me up - but something kept me gripped in place. The water rushed over my head, but somehow I could still breathe. I felt that I was protected, as if a thin skin of air had wrapped around me in the creature's aura and was keeping me alive.
Down into the depths of the ocean we sped. Through the inky skein I glimpsed spires of coral rising like bleached cityscapes. Hallucinatory monsters, the ghost of fireworks, LED clusters, pulsed past. I could feel, in my stomach, a ball of fear, hard and quickening, but it was abstract, turned minute by the broad, surreal whole engulfing me.
Eventually, we stopped. We were somewhere near the sea floor. Words filtered into my head, low, ominous, the voice of the ages.
"I have brought you here to see. To look upon my kingdom, upon the world from which all came and to which all will return. In such an alien land, you may come to understand exactly what you are. All the years of your life, the years you filled with lies spun by yourself and others, all this is meaningless. The truth. The truth lies on these dead shores, and it is yours. For you. Lap it up, my kitten."
Something entered my mind. It was a dim presence, but it expanded and unfolded like an origami dinosaur until it ate the whole of my mind, and all I could feel was a primal roar exploding within me. My hands clawed up and sharp talons erupted from each finger, hair springing from my skin like time-lapse garden plants. I was growling, saliva pouring from my jaw, muscles bulging and my entire body covered in hair.
I was a bear.
"Grow, grow, my son. You are beginning to understand what you are. Why you have spent your life aimlessly dabbling in the inane tropes of humankind. You have been waiting. Waiting for me to unveil your true self. And now you are a bear. My child, I made you this. But I did not make you thus so you could run in the forest like any other bear. You are the Bear of the Ancients, made from a shard of my hide. I made you with purpose. Even now, on the surface, a great and terrible battle is waged beneath the surface of the consciousness of man. The Troll-King lurks on the surface, gnawing away at the bones of existence. You must fight him. And to that end, I shall place in you the armamentarium that shall enable you to do so."
Again, I was transforming. Cold steel and sinuous circuits bubble from skin. My arms sprouted missile-launchers. In my feet, I felt jet thrusters metamorphosing from my flesh. My mouth became a laser of unbelievable, earth-shattering power.
"Now, you must return to the surface. I shall grant you a steed - the finest, fastest raptor in the history of time."
I was filled with hatred, ready to murder for my master - but I needed to know one thing before I went to my final calling. Through my laser-bear mouth, I spoke: "Master, what is your name?"
"I am God."
This sunk in, until realisation hit me: 'Then... am I... ?'
'Yes. You are my Son. Jesus.'
Then the world beneath the ocean was swept away. I was lying on the beach. I rose up, flexing my new bear muscles and weaponry. Beside me, there was a sleek, vicious raptor, striped red and green. It opened it's terrible maw and proudly displayed brutal ripping teeth. I engaged my thrusters and mounted the terrible beast.
I knew what I was. Finally, I understood - why I had been led here by the Whale-Girl. I had become the Cybernetic Bear Jesus, mounted on my faithful Space Raptor steed.
And an image of my enemy appeared in my mind. His beastly grin, his flaming hair, his incessant boogying. I was never, ever gonna give him up. He will be mine. I will smear his blood across the soil of this entire world, and devour his bones.