Secret Saturdays Porn Story: The Underground Chapter 1

The Saturdays
airship descended through dark clouds that threatened rain and
towards a small mass of islands. Zak Saturday peered out from one of
the windows and turned to his mother who was currently piloting the
massive ship toward a small island.

You mean we came
all this way to see a big rock in the water? He whined.

Hun, these
islands were referenced on one of the Kur stone pieces. We dont
know how far Argost is right now and hopefully he hasnt figured
out this portion.Drew quieted her sons whining for a while.
Sometimes traveling with an 11 year old with a short attention span
could be more draining than the research itself.

Zaks uncle made
an appearance as if his boredom had summoned his uncle. Usually he
had a tale or two from his freelance days to tell, much to his
brother in laws dismay and utter lack of belief.

Little man, never
judge a rock by its moss. I can remember a few years ago a mission I
was on Doyle started and successfully held his nephews
attention while his sister finished landing procedures.

I still find your
stories to be about as truthful as a fiction novel. Solomon
snorted. The tall dark skinned man walked in with his arms folded
already prepared to combat the story with logic and science. Drew
shot her husband a look and frowned at her younger brother.

now now boys,
lets be mature about this. Weve got things to focus on. She
remarked standing and hitting a lock on the console. As soon as she
was out of her chair, the gorilla-cat dropped into her chair from
above with a pair of goggles and an old aviation scarf and proceeded
to pretend to drive. Drew chuckled at Fiskerton before bringing her
attention to the mission at hand.

Now we have, only
the coordinates to this place and part of a phrase to work with. So
lets get geared up and ready to look for something out of the
ordinary. Doc spoke up; after being reminded that he had bigger
fish to fry that his smart mouth brother in law.

According to
scans I took there are a series of tunnels and underground lakes.
Apparently all these islands are connected to each other by these
tunnels. So lets try and keep ourselves in one group and to not
get too far ahead of ourselves.

Yeah yeah, sis,
dont worry. Ive got a photographic memory, theres no way I
can get lost. Well be fine.

Doc was about to
speak up before Zak cut in with a barrage of questions. The quarrel
that would have been, was avoided and the family descended to the
rocky shore below.

Zak and Fiskerton
wandered a bit behind the adults chattering away about a video game
that was waiting for them when they got home. Drew walked between her
husband and her brother to keep them both on a short leash. She
didnt enjoy their arguing and wished that both of them would put
their issues behind them.

Suddenly Zaks
voice rang out pointing out a steep entrance to one of the tunnels. A
quick pat on the back by his uncle pleased him enough to focus a bit
more on the task at hand. The cave was dark and smelled like low
tide, but that didnt stop the family from venturing below. They
had other concerns on their minds to be worried about a dark cave.

As they descended
carvings and writing began to appear on the walls, Doc and Drew were
immediately drawn into the writing and began translating.

It looks like old
druidic. If it is, it just seems to endlessly repeat the same phrase
over and over. The wheels of war shall be locked under yellow
eyes. This doesnt make a bit of sense, and to be honest Ive
only seen this kind of writing only a few times in my life. Drew
remarked.

What if its
not druidic? It could be an older form of Sumerian, their dialect and
writing system changes a lot in the earlier years.

I dont think
so, it doesnt seem to contain any of the usual patterns and the
structure is way off.

In the meanwhile
Doyle, Zak and Fiskerton had wandered a bit ahead. Obviously ignoring
Drews safety speech, Zak knew shed yell after a few minutes,
but he was enthralled by the writing which began to be more ornate
and almost had a red glow to them.

Why do ya think
the letters are glowing? Zak wondered aloud.

Mer row
Fiskerton shrugged.

Could be some of
the creepy cryptid plant life your mom loves. Doyle remarked
reaching out to touch one of the glowing characters. He almost
immediately withdrew his hand when a loud howling sound broke the
quiet and proceeded to quiet down almost as quickly as it had
started. Zak whos curiosity had gotten the better of what should
have been common sense to stay put and forged ahead to find a large
chasm, the howling started again as he felt a rush of warm earthy
smelling air blow past him. Fiskerton appeared behind him catching
the last bits of the air and almost had a grin as the wind rushed
through his thick fur.

Wow now thats
a drop and a half.Doyle commented walking toward the edge. The
chasm looked bottomless from his point of view. Zak grabbed a stone
and chucked it into the pit and listened for the bottom, he waited
for a minute and crept closer to the edge almost waiting for his
mothers sharp tone, but figuring she was currently busied with the
character on the walls.

Urow!
Fiskerton shouted into the pit and listened to his voice echo. Which
sent Zak into a fit of giggles as he began to match his cryptid
brother in the echo game, Doyle feeling the tug of curiosity took a
quick sweep around the room and noticed what looked like a bridge
across the large chasm, unfortunately it had large almost canine
looking tracks that appeared to be fresh in the dirt. He bit his lip
and glanced at his nephew who was currently burping the alphabet into
the large chasm and listening to it echo back.

Doc, where are
the boys? Drew blinked, looking up from a small notebook.

I think they went
a bit ahead, I think they found a large room. I hear Zak and
Fiskerton making echoes, at least theyre trying to do something
science like. Or just behaving in general, theyll be fine Drew.

Zak had finally lost
his steam and was now contented to observe the chasm and was rather
awaiting the next gust of air to come up. He kicked in another rock
and tried to hear it hit the bottom, he strained his ears and instead
of hearing a rock hit the bottom of the pit from the other side of
the open room he heard what sounded like glass shattering, followed
by the sound of a chain being moved.

What, what was
that?

Ermow

What was what?
Doyle said looking to Zak.

That sound it
sounded like glass breaking

Maybe you broke
someones window; man your mom is going to love that. Doyle
snickered.

No, Im
serious, listen… he motioned to the other side of the room.

A clink of chains
could be heard faintly, followed by a huff, the chain sound seemed to
get louder and a growl was heard. The scraping of claws on stone was
heard and then a dreadful howl filled the cave, which behind got the
two scientists attention.

That cant be
good Drew frowned and began to walk toward where her son had
wandered off to.

A dark shape
appeared on the rock formation that spanned across the chasm; it was
4 legged, big and frankly didnt look friendly. Chains that glowed
with the same characters carved into the walls covered the beasts
body. It looked like it was some sort of guard dog. Zak began to back
away slowly and then thats when the beast snarled and lunged out,
making a mad dash for the smaller target.

For a moment Zak
considered running, but instead dropped his hand to the claw and felt
the familiar surge of cryptid power through his body. He tried
linking with the large beasts mind to calm it down, as soon as he
felt a connection, he knew this was different from anything hed
encountered before, he heard a female voice, it was crying, she
sounded hurt. The monster itself had come to a dead halt; the chains
glowed brighter as its mind connected with Zaks.

Calm down, were
not here to hurt you. You dont want to hurt usZak spoke as
evenly as he could, he could feel her emotions surging. Pain, anger
and fear were most prominent, he could feel that she wasnt a true
cryptid though, she was different. The monsters ears drooped and
it started backing away, Doyle lowered his sticky goo based weapon
and began to do the same.

Come on Zak while
its confusedhe urged his nephew to break the connection and
leave.

Wait just a
second, theres a person in here I think. In her mind, just give me
a minute.

Zak, I dont
know how your powers work, but I think now is a good time to leave.
He commented as the chains began glowing red hot. Suddenly the beast
shook its head and broke the connection with Zak, he felt forced out
of her mind and in a split second it charged him.

He took a few steps
back and started to turn to run, his foot caught a rock and felt the
painful twist of ankle. His parents emerged into the room just as the
beast leapt into the air, fangs and claws pointed at Zak, as Doyle
let two rounds of goo fly at the large beast threatening his new
found family member and as Fiskerton dashed to his human brother to
scoop him up out of harms way.

ZAK his mother
cried out in horror to the scene.

Zak reacted the only
way he could at the moment, to pour on the cryptid power. And to try
to find the human like thoughts he felt at first. As this all
happened, the beasts chain seem to end and it hit the ground with a
sickening thud, the chains still glowing red hot. The beast howling
out in pain and trying to stand.

Zak are you okay?
Are you hurt?!His mother cried running to her son who was lying on
the ground

Mom Im fine.
Just twisted my ankle thats allShes hurt, she needs out of
the chains. Theyre hurting her.

No, no no. NO.
There is no way Im letting that thing get any closer to you. It
tried to eat you if you havent noticed.

Its not a
monster! Theres a human mind in there. Shes HURT. Zak
repeated more forcefully and pushing himself up to stand and wriggled
out of his mothers grip and moved closer to the monster, calling
once again on his cryptid powers.

I know theres
a person in theretalk to me please.

The chains gave a
shudder as the monster seem to get smaller and the fur and fangs
began disappearing. The tight chains that glowed red hot began
falling off the form that was changing in front of them. After a
moment of almost animal like whimpering, a small sob came from the
pile of chains. A human face appeared from the pile, followed by the
rest of her. It was a girl, deep violet eyes filled with tears. Her
skin was a faint blue color; darker spots were more noticeable as she
pushed her way from the chains.

The marks Zak
recognized as the same characters on the chains, they had been burned
into her skin. Her clothing was a simple blue and white cloth wrap.
She had finally broken free from the chains and fell to the ground,
stifling another pain filled sob. She looked up dark hair curtaining
her face.

Th-thank youshe
gasped before falling unconscious.

The bewildered
adults stared at the strange girl; she didnt look to be too old.
Early 20s maybe, the strange blue skin and dark hair. What could she
and this place have to do with Kur?