Chaos in the deeps

Chaos in the deeps

The shadowy  figure  of  a  great  monster  of  the  deeps  silently  moved  through  the  darkness,  for  days  the  great  reptile  had  been  swimming,  he  had  decided  to  explore  a  previously  unknown  tunnel  he  had  found  in  his  territory,  only  to  find  that  the tunnel  had  been  bigger  than  his  territory.

As he  furthered  his  expedition  of  exploration  the  water  had  become  colder,  and  then  he  began  going  deeper,  the  water  became  heavier  and  the  cold  began  biting  at  his  flesh,  it  became  darker  and  darker,  finally,  the  monster  of  the  deeps  decided  he  would  return  to  his  territory,  his  place  of  rest,  where  he  was  familiar  with  the  surroundings,  as  he  turned  for  his  return  journey  a  graceful  and  huge  shape  silently  glided  by  him,  he  would  let  it  go,  he  was  on  un-familiar  territory  and  he  did  not  want  a  fight  in  this  cold,  dark  and  heavy  place,  but  the  figure  did  not  let  him  go,  this  was  his  territory.

Graceful many  hooked  arms  looped  themselves  around  that  giant  reptile  of  the  deep,  they  cut  through  his flesh  and  slashed across  his  body,  hell  ensued.

The Reptile’s  neck  curved  back  and his mouth  ripped  into  one  of  the  many  arms,  he  cut  his  mouth  on  the  hooks,  he  flailed  in  pain,  darkness  enveloped  his  light  sensitive  eyes,  he  smashed  his  head  into  the  center  of  the  many  arms,  the  thing  was  soft  but  powerful,  he  bit  into  it,  it  tasted  disgusting,  some  glowing  creatures  that  could  hardly  be  called  fish   began  surrounding  the  combat  area,  eating  some  of  the  more  solid  carnage  that  floated  by.

They where  well  matched,  they  raged  on,  an  arm  was  torn  off  the  huge  many  armed  monster,  hooked  coils  slashed  through  the reptiles  skin,  stinging  pain  from  the  salt  water  raged  in  their  bloody  wounds,  they  fought  on,  three  hooked  arms  slashed  across  the  eyes  of  the  reptile,  while  sharp  teeth  sunk  into  the  flesh  of  that creature,  the  colossal  squid,  that  power  of  destruction  that  had  inspired  the  legend  of  the  Kraken  in  bygone  years.

Blood drifted  by,  other  predators  of  the  deeps  homed  in  on  the  struggle,  inspired  by  bloodlust  they  began  lashing  out  at  smaller  fish  and fighting  among  themselves,  whilst  the  two  monsters  ripped,  slashed  and  bit  each  other to bloody shreds.

Pain spread  and  wounds  worsened  as  they  battled  on,  one  fought  for  survival,  whilst  the  other  fought  out  of  pride,  suddenly  a  third  participant  entered  the  battle,  much  to  the  relief  of  the  reptile,  who  was  aching  and pained.

It was  a  sperm  whale,  but  the  squid  would  not  give  up,  he  fought  on  like  a  hell  inspired  energy  of  destruction,  the  whale  bit  off  another  arm,  that  which  had  tasted  like  rubber  to  the  reptile  was  a  treat  to  the  whale,  emboldened  by  the  timely  aid  he  had  received,  the  reptile  returned,  he  dealt  pain  like  the  angry  avenger  he  had  become,  the  squid  latched  onto  the sperm,  cutting  deep,  the  reptile  bit  and  lashed  out  at  the  squid,  other  creatures  join  the  frenzy,  chaos  reigned  in  the  deeps.

Sea creatures  of  hellish,  yet  beautiful  and  complex  appearance  came  on,  they  killed  without reason, driven  on  by  the maddening  smell  of  blood,  a  vast  array  of  glowing  lights  added  an  almost  heavenly  appearance  to the  struggle,  like  Lucifer  disguised  as  an  angel.

Finally quiet  reigned,  chaos  had  been  defeated,  life  was  rare,  blood  drifted,  but  through  this  chaos  that  mighty  reptile  of  the  deeps  lived  on.

At last  the  reptile  returned  home,  to  that  place  we  call  Loch  Ness.