over on the shorter male, made more prominent in appearance by the way they pulled their coarse hair behind into long ponytails hanging from the top of their heads. Those long, muscular bodies and strong arms and legs could almost be considered attractive, if not a bit rugged, with inhuman coloration and skin texture. But their faces were frightful! Eerie yellow eyes fastened on her in an unnerving stare, and though they possessed full lips, they smiled at her without any recognizable kindness, mouths full of sharp teeth, with long canines designed for tearing. As they turned, she stared in surprise at the cat-like tails that trailed behind them, whipping expressively as they worked.
They were followed by another pair of males and then another, each varying in shade, size, and features as she would have expected to find among people and less so among monsters. Each of them carried small necessities and comforts for the room as she had been promised. Her eyes trailed over them until arriving at the door where a tall woman of pale yellow complexion and vivid green hair stood still in the doorway. At five feet and nine inches tall, Diana wasn’t little, and this lady had her beat.
Diana bit her lip and considered the woman in front of her. She obviously wasn’t human, and she didn’t look particularly happy at the moment. Perhaps there was some chance that she would help her get the fuck out of there. Swallowing nervously, Diana stepped forward a few paces to introduce herself, but changed her mind as cold, pale green eyes turned to peer disdainfully at her.
This wasn’t the gaze of someone inconvenienced and irritable who could be swayed to her cause. Her eyes were unnerving with their complete lack of warmth. Sharp and cold, the hint of yellow to the pale green irises made Diana think of an alligator peering at her, though the pupil was diamond-shaped. Whoever she was, the hostility that came off her in waves had Diana flattening herself once more against the wall.
Definitely not any kind of friend or ally to be found there.
Although she never moved from the doorway, the woman conveyed a subtle menace as she stood there like a psychedelic green and yellow messenger of death, watching over the males. Her expression was so devoid of feeling that Diana found it frightening to witness. Despite her human-like appearance, this made her seem even more inhuman than the massive gray-skinned creatures who talked, growled, and laughed amongst themselves as they worked. She stood in complete silence and didn’t so much as betray a flicker of emotion until the last hulking gray male left the room.
At that moment, her gaze once again focused on Diana, her face pinching with disgust. With one elegant hand, she grabbed the door and yanked it shut with enough force that the resulting bang sent an almost pained rattling through the walls. Although the vibration made her teeth chatter, Diana remained against the wall, her heart pounding too loudly in her ears as she stared at the door. At any moment, she expected someone else, another inhuman creature, to come inside to prowl through the room. She didn’t dare to move even a foot from the wall until it became apparent than no one would return.
A short sob of relief burst out of her.
With her attention fixed on the door, she took one step and then another, easing herself away until she bumped against the hard frame of the bed. Upon contact she stilled, her muscles cramping slightly from the tension running through them, certain that someone would throw the door open and attack. As she stood there, Diana strained to listen for any movement on the other side of the door.
Complete and utter silence greeted her.
Licking her lips, she glanced down at the plush bed. With a fine mattress thrown on the stone frame, numerous pillows, and thick bedding, it was an open invitation after the day she had had. She bent down and ran her fingertips over the bedding before placing her hand more firmly upon it. She waited to see if it got any reaction.
Nothing.
Sighing gratefully, Diana allowed herself to sink upon the bed, her weary muscles soaking in the comfort. Rolling onto her back, Diana stared at the ceiling. The monster that had brought her there said he would be back soon. Since no one had yet returned after delivering the items he promised, she surmised that no one would be back