Chapter 3The Chihuatlan Chronicles
Chapter Three: A Friend In Need......
Brooklyn groaned as he regained consciousness. He was in a warehouse with some boxes. A window shed moonlight on him, and a draft from under the door made him very aware that he was nude. He moved his head to see chains binding him to the wall, and he almost fainted from the pain when he tried to breathe deeply. One of his legs wasn't responding to anything his brain commanded it to do, and, to add to his suffering, he couldn't even open his mouth because he was gagged.
A low purring filled the room, and the door rattled in response. Brooklyn weakly raised his head, trying to locate the source of the sound. Something heavy moved on the other side of the door, a staccato thrum, more of a scrape scrape against the base: and a few seconds later, it opened with a distinct click from the locking mechanism.
Brooklyn's eyes flashed white as he saw the creature entering the small room. It was one of those freaking dinosaurs
Chapter2The Chihuatlan Chronicles
Chapter Two: Loneliness
The castle seemed to quiver with anticipation as the sun sank beneath the horizon. Elisa wiped the sweat from her brow and waited patiently for her friends to awaken.
Soon the familiar sounds of cracking stone filled the air as the gargoyle clan awakened. Goliath and the others jumped down from their perches and proceeded to greet Elisa in their various ways.
After she had hugged Hudson and Angela, petted Bronx, and said hello to the trio, Elisa let Goliath sweep her into his embrace. The two held each other close for a while, then turned to see Brooklyn staring at them with an odd expression on his face.
"Don't mind me," he protested with a sigh, "I only wanted to know if it would be okay if I patrolled alone tonight."
"Actually, Brooklyn," began Goliath, "that would be fine. I've been meaning to ask you to patrol the east side of our territory, by the docks. Genutech has been unusually active these past few days, and I need yo
Chihuatlan ChroniclesChapter One and Prologue
Sorry to keep you guys waiting so long. My computer crashed some time after I had finished the fourth chapter of the Tiamat Chronicles, and it's taken me this long to actually restore the story. Now, this installment is now different in some ways... New title. The basic storyline is the same, but some chapters have been combined, and others have been lengthened. The scene with Brooklyn and the raptor has been changed drastically to make it flow better. But anyway, this story contains zoophilia and other perversions from the mind of Denise Raven. You have been warned.
The Chihuatlan Chronicles
Travellin' Terry took a sip from his bottle as he idly strummed the badly tuned strings of his guitar. He raised his head and looked around at the contents of the railroad car he was hooking a ride in. His bleary eyes focused on a particularily large box in front of him, and he barely made out the letters on its side....
The sound echoed thro