Preys and Predator Part II; the monster and witches' Chapter 1

 

Prey and Predators II

 

Monster and Witches

Inspired by the two classics:

FRANKENSTEIN by Mary Shelley, 1818

CARMILLA by Sheridan Le Fanu, 1872

By Jimmy Loong

Feb 24^th 2025 – March 26^th 2025

 

In Greek mythology, Prometheus is best known for defying the Olympian gods by taking fire from them and giving it to humanity in the form of technology, knowledge and, more generally, civilization. Others spoke of him of creation of humanity from clay. For his punishment of stealing fire, Prometheus was bound to a rock, and an eagle was sent to eat his liver (in ancient Greece, the liver was thought to be the seat of human emotions). His liver would then grow back overnight, only to be eaten again the next day in an ongoing cycle. Another myth was Prometheus establishes the form of animal sacrifice. To some, Prometheus became a figure who represented human striving in the quest for scientific knowledge, to the extent of unintended consequences. Mary Shelley gave alternate title of the Modern Prometheus to her novel Frankenstein (1818). 

Do vampires exist? Current findings or none, explained (not believed) that vampires do not exists. The myth of vampires was popular with the tale of Dracula, but history tells us that Vlad Dracula may had induced in bloody executions, but there was no evidence that he drank blood. They may be some who may have ingested human blood as part of the ritual that they are feeding off the energy or soul of their enemy. There again, unproven but the myth remains there.

The key words to me are knowledge; fire yet HELL was abounded with it, and blood; made inside as the vitality of life. And fear; the boundary of our soul not to be crossed.

But there is also love; the unbound affection we showered out, and vengeance; the pain of ours displayed.

The creation; all the above are ours.

Let me explore this to create my monster here.

Or that of another living soul that we deemed as a monster.

Deuteronomy 23:2 ESV; No one born of a forbidden union may enter the assembly of the Lord. Even to the tenth generation, none of his descendants may enter the assembly of the Lord.

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

 

 

 

1.

“What is a monster? The word monster may be used widely, literally, and in-depth as an entity that is huge, hideous, murderous, or threatening. In a closer view, an undesirable entity. Is a monster as depicted above truly the above? We have read descriptions of the above, but singular in context may not fill up all the definitions. A hideous figure may not be murderous unless provoked, and a huge entity may not be threatening. Or a threatening entity may not be hideous or huge.”

“And Frankie here is not a monster?” The drunken figure had his left arm over my left shoulder. “Och, he is just Frankie the monster.”

“Come on, William.” Frankie, or his full family name, Frankenstein, Victor Frankenstein, leaned forth to avoid the arm grabbing his neck. “And William, do not …”

William is the elder brother of Victor ‘Frankie’ Frankenstein.

“The recalcitrant serpent tangled its body over the neck.” William Frankenstein wormed his body at Frankie, with both arms then encircling the other.

“Frankie will be dead soon.” William laughed. He studied biology, majoring in serpents, at the university. The elder brother mimics the strangulation of the serpent at his brother. Victor tried to pull away, but William was also the university star at bodybuilding.

“Give him a break, William.” That was Justine Moritz, the co-student with Victor at the Department of Science. They were both doing postgraduate studies in advanced biology. They were in the group doing studies on re-engineering the workings of the nerves in the severed limbs.

“Oh, okay. I think I got his neck severed. Justine, do the honour of suturing the nerves. I think he is going to go into a zombie manifestation.” William released his brother and took his seat across from the former. He then had his arms around his friend, Elizabeth ‘Liz’ Muriel.

“Here …. Oops, I forgot our drinks. I knew….” William got up again and staggered towards the bar once more.

“He is such …” Liz sighed. She wondered why she put up with that drunken fool.

“A drunk?” Justine was not one to munch on niceties. “Ever since I knew him, he was and will be. He may be the star of the Uni at the spots, but he is a dumb when it comes to the social circles.”

“His pick-up lines are Hi, I am William. Want to peek at my Winkle? He made the name such a bore. If I am to wank his Winkle, I will have it attached to the rubber hose and pour acid there. That will give him the needed feel.” Justine was plain in her words.

“Be nice, Justine.” Victor looked at the lady.

“I can understand.” Elizabeth laughed.

“And yet you put out with him.”: Justine looked at her best friend.

“Put out, I can attest to that. We have drinks and walks, but put in, may not be the current ‘événement de notre relation’ (event of our relationship in English).

“Je suis belge et je parle néerlandais, français et allemand. Je préfère largement l'anglais avec ces idiots. (I am Belgium, and speaks Dutch, French and German. I much prefer English when witth these idiots.)” Justine looked at the other lady. 

“Les idiots sont peut-être adorables, la plupart du temps. (Idiots, they can be but lovable ones most times.) Elizabeth smile at their switch of the language taken to add credits to their Uni requirements.

“Je maîtrise également la langue française. (I am versed in French language too.)” Victor cut in. 

“Cor Blimey! I thought you only knew French kissing.” Elizabeth laughed at Victor with her lips pouted. 

“No, Liz, It is with the tongue.” Justine her tongue towards Victor. 

“An invitation, Victor. Are you to do it?” Elizabeth asked. Justine had withdrawn her tongue and laughed. 

“He is ‘No es mejor que el toro en la casa de cristal’ (no better than the bull in the glass house in Spanish).” Justine laughed. 

“Glass house? I have not done it there. Was it ……” Elizabeth looked at Victor.

“I think she meant the lab. And no, we had done any at the where and when.” Victor smiled meekly. “We are …... colleagues in the works.” 

“If we are the last survivors of the world, we will remain for distance to survive." Justine laughed. They had once told others, that they were trying to find the ultimate cure to mankind in case of a mass epidemic.

“Did I miss anything? William arrived with the drinks. 

“Nothing that concerns you.” Victor looked at Justine. He was with Justine because he had no one to lean on. More to that, Justine is an exchange student from Belgium who also stays at the Frankenstein’s house as the university dorms were without any chambers for her. It was to be a short stay and was extended to over two years. Justine was a plain-looking lady, but due to a fixation on her studies and research, which included late hours of reading, she was not popular like Liz. They called Justine the ‘Tawny Owl,’ the stocky, medium-sized owl in the family Strigidae. It is commonly found in woodlands across Europe, as well as western Siberia, and has seven recognized subspecies.

Victor’s nature was not much different; he was always carving up cadavers, so they named him the Butcher.

“It is okay, Justine. I knew him long enough.” Elizabeth Muriel is without a doubt the nicest person in the lives of the Frankenstein’s, or the dumbest one among all the ladies met by William. She was extraordinarily nice to the drunken oaf of a man and braggart of his exploits with other ladies most times. Elizabeth ‘Liz’ Muriel, surprisingly for her nature, is a student of psychology, and her postgraduate studies were on obstinate characterization. Maybe he is the research material, and languages.

“How could you put up with him?” Justine asked. “Hey, I lodged there as a tenant. I am not …”

“No… Liz. Justine is…” Victor cut in as not to embarrass the other.

“Victor Frankenstein, I know you, and I know her. I know you are not a pair.” Liz smiled. “Just good friends there.”

“Wow! I am saved.” Justine remarked. “For a moment, I thought you thought I was who I am not, and if I were to get someone, it may not be him, for he …”

“Stop justifying your actions, Liz. This is not biology. Nothing needs to be connected like those bundles of sinewy nerve.” Liz smiled. “I just … like him.”

“Or you like us more.” Victor snapped in. “I do like … us.”

“Spoken like a …” Justine saw William looking at the others after he had placed the drinks on the table; one extra glass that he said was for his own. He set the drinks down and then took his seat next to Liz.

“As I was telling them,” William went into his tirade of monsters then. “Little Frankie here tried to co-host my topic then, but let me assure you what I had seen in those monsters.”

“As I was saying then, we had these specimens of serpents.” William hiccupped then. “These monsters are various large non-poisonous snakes from Africa, Asia, and Australia. These snakes could squeeze and suffocate their prey and include some of the largest snakes living at the present time … and they eat owls too.”

“Hoot! Hoot!” Justine imitated the call of the owl. “Bet with you, the serpents cannot do that.”

“No, they bite.” William leaned onto Liz and bit her neck. The lady pushed him off and glared at him.

“It hurts,” Liz told William.

“William, do be nice. Or try to be pleased.” Victor cut in. He then shifted the subject. “What is the difference between the snake and serpent?”

“Oh, I do not know. You are the scientist here. However, I do know that serpents are called … serpentes in science.” William tried to find the name in his drunken brain.

“Ophis, they were called in ancient Greek.” Justine added. “I did ancient history during my undergraduate studies as a minor subject. “They are not all giants or deadly as many assumed. Some serpents are not even deadly; they do not bite. The serpent has been misrepresented when the book states that it was he who influenced Eve to get Adam to eat the apple. And voila, we discovered nudity.”

“Strip poker, anyone?” William was the clown then.

“Serpents or snakes do have bones. Snakes need lots of bones so that they can be both strong and flexible. They have a special skull (more on this later!). and they have a very long spine, made up of hundreds of vertebrae (the bones that make up our backbone). They also have hundreds of ribs, almost the whole way down their body, to protect their organs.” Victor cut in, bringing back in the subject.

“I am going back.” Liz got up and was followed by Justine. That was it for the ladies.

“Nightly, boys. Do not have any fantasy on us. We Eve’s will be fine without you in our dreams.” Justine had the last words. “Slither off now.”