The Venetou
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If nothing ever scares you, then be warned, be scared of the Venetou. Unfortunately the people of New Caledonia, one of the colonies of Earth, encountered them when one of their survey ships bring them back to the colony. The alien vampire that can disappear from sight by hypnotising anyone near to it. When their people begin to die they first need to discover what is killing and feeding upon their people. Secondly they need to find a way to see the vampire, and finally they need a man who was capable of taking the fight to the Venetou.
Philip R Benge
Like most of the world, I had to work hard to pay my mortgage and all the other bills, which meant that I only had the time and the energy to write some short stories. I finally found the time and the energy to write some full length Science Fiction stories.
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The Venetou - Philip R Benge
The Venetou
A Story by
Philip R Benge
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The Venetou
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The Venetou
Contents
Prologue
Chapter One: The Vampires of Retem
Chapter Two: The Survey Ship from Earth
Chapter Three: New Caledonia
Chapter Four: Professor Collinson Arrives
Chapter Five: The Hunt is On
Chapter Six: The Morang Corporation
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Prologue
The Venetou were a strong vicious carnivorous race, one who looked very similar to the human beings of Earth. The Venetou though, had evolved to supplement their normal diet by also living off the life-force of other creatures, even though the native wildlife only possessed it in meagre amounts. There was also another difference, for their two canine teeth resembled those of Count Dracula, only they used theirs much as a viper does, to inject a venom into their prey. This toxin paralysed all bodily movements including that of the larynx, this is so their prey could not scream out an alarm. To add to all their other advantages there was only a slender chance of their prey seeing them, for the Venetou could blend into the background, for it used hypnotism to prevent their prey from seeing them. They were only fully visible to their prey when they were feeding upon it, then they returned to their normal colour. When engaged on a hunt they spoke to one another telepathically, which helped them in their search for their prey and kept the noise of their approach to a minimum. To combat these obvious advantages possessed by the Venetou, the many senses possessed by their prey evolved too, and so the Venetou still had to work hard to find a meal. The Venetou were now an intelligent being that had taken the next step up in their evolutionary chain, they were now a fully sentient creature, and as with Man, one that was at the very top of the food chain.
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Chapter One
The Vampires of Retem
Five large war canoes were blown towards a large island continent, arriving finally just off shore one of its long sandy beaches. The war canoes were sturdy vessels and had been built to go to sea, they were seventy feet long, six feet wide at the middle and narrowing at either end. The paddlers sat on thwarts, twenty men on each side, paddling with long paddles, some five feet long, to the rhythm of the drummer who stood in the centre of the canoe. The steersman sitting in the stern had a paddle nine feet long, and he was in command of the canoe. They carried their food and weapons by their feet, and if necessary, they slept where they paddled, although they rarely stayed out at sea during the night. Each canoe also sported a large sail, used when the wind was right, not too weak, not to stormy. Aboard the canoes in total, there were one hundred warriors, they had been returning from a battle against an enemy that lived on a large island one day`s sail away from their own land. Caught by a powerful storm they had been driven southwards, and when they all feared death was near at hand, they had sighted land. The war chief, Cherian, was aboard the lead canoe and he found to his delight that they had come across an enormous new world, one which he decided to name Saviour, as it had saved his life and those of his warriors.
For the small group of Venetou that lived near to this beach the natural order changed dramatically, although they did not know it yet, they did smile though when this large new animal arrived. The warriors were about the same size and build as the Venetou, slightly under five feet tall, muscular and obviously intelligent, however, the Venetou did not notice this last attribute, they only saw the men as a welcome addition to their diet.
The newly arrived survivors of the storm immediately took to this beautiful land, they split in to two groups. One group went out to hunt with their bows, and they were very successful, for the native animals had never seen a man before. The second group began to fashion rough shelters, so as to keep out the weather that had brought them here. The shelters were built in a half circle, as was the custom of their tribe, and were meant as a temporary shelter only. When the first group returned, the warriors cooked the meat that the hunters had brought back, ate their meals and spoke about the many animals upon this land, they considered it a paradise. As the night was almost upon them by the time their shelters were ready, the warriors prepared a line of fires which they set along the middle of the line that ran from either end of the shelters, and this was to ward off any local carnivorous beasts who might want to attack them. The next item on their agenda was to prepare for their much-needed sleep, for they were exhausted by their terrible ordeal, so they cut some of the tall grass that grew nearby and they used it for their beds. Finally, the warriors lit their fires and went to their hard beds seeking escape from the exhaustion of the last few days.
The nine Venetou made up an extended family, six adults and three children, and as the warriors tried to get some sleep, the Venetou lay hidden amongst the undergrowth, and just outside the ring of light thrown out by the fires. Safely hidden here they watched their unsuspecting prey, the Bora, as the Venetou called their new prey, the large ones, waiting for them to go to sleep so that they might move in and feed upon them. Finally, the warriors fell asleep, however, it was a sleep that was tormented by nightmares, did their subconscious minds somehow know that evil lay nearby.
The alpha male of this small group of Venetou quietly sniffed the air blowing towards him on the light cool breeze, it brought the scent of the Bora to him, one that comprised mostly of stale sweat, then he caught the scent of something far more interesting. It was one other lesser almost indistinct smell, it told him of the large amount of the life-force possessed by each of the Bora, his pulse quickened, for if his senses were correct, then one such Bora would provide enough food for a Venetou to last him for one whole day. He looked to his older son, the second of the three adult males, and saw that he too had breathed in the delicious scent, he saw the excitement in his sons’ eyes as he too saw how their lives might be about to change for the better.
It was only because of the lifetime of experience possessed by the alpha male that he was able to hold himself in check, but he had to threaten his small tribe to stop them for moving in too soon, for they had also caught the divine scent. It was just an hour after midnight, although they knew nothing of such things as hours, the moon was slowly climbing in the dark sky, lighting their way towards their unsuspecting victims, the alpha male looked up at the moon and silently thanked her for her help, their god was always there when they needed her.
He took in another deep breath and savoured it, initially he had been a little fearful of this new large animal, especially when he saw that it used fire as a tool, for fire was the ultimate destroyer. However, the prospect of devouring so much of the life-force that each of these strange creatures possessed in abundance now drove him forward, and he was closely followed by the other members of his family. Their breathing had almost stopped as they carefully stepped around the fires and moved towards the sleeping warriors, afraid in case their soft breath might awaken the strange new animals. For with so many large Bora within the half circle of rough shelters, even they, the chosen ones, would be forced to retreat if their prey became aware of their presence.
The three adult males each chose a victim from underneath a separate shelter, so as to not get in one another’s way. Their females took their children with them and each female chose three more of the Bora, which were under the shelters that were near to where their mates were heading, she would share the Bora she had chosen with her child.
The alpha male knelt near to his chosen man, his eyes gleamed brightly as he drove his two fangs into the exposed soft neck, and then he sent his powerful venom streaming into the veins of his prey. He had covered the man`s mouth with one hand, so as to prevent him giving the alarm, and holding his prey firmly down with the other hand.
The Venetou sought only to immobilise their prey with the venom, not to kill it, for the Venetou needed their prey to be alive if they were to feed upon the energy known by the Venetou as its life-force.
The warrior woke up when he felt the sharp fangs enter his neck, fear filling his mind and body. He attempted to struggle, to strike out at his attacker, however on opening his eyes he saw that his attacker was invisible, it was a demon feeding upon him, he thought. Shock caused him to stop struggling for just a moment, and in that time the venom of the Venetou took effect. When the brain of the warrior began to work again, he found to his astonishment that he was unable to move, he could still see though, and feel. He watched in terror as the body of a strange man slowly shimmered into view, until he could see him in all his terrible glory. Two bright blue eyes shone brightly upon the man as fear raced through his brain, and when he took in the evil grin of the stranger attacking him, he almost fainted from the fear. He watched in terror as the stranger opened his mouth and pushed out a long-pointed tongue towards his head. The warrior wanted to strike out, defend himself, but all he could do was watch as the demon’s long tongue approached his eye, he could not even shrink back in fear. Then, silently, his mind screamed in agony as this hard tongue burrowed through to the lower part of his eye. An evil grin lit up the face of the Venetou as he thought of the strange creature’s energy that would soon be coursing through his own body, his level of excitement was blowing his mind, for never before had he ever fed upon such a large quantity of the life-force as this. The warrior for his part knew that the terrible demon was about to kill him, but he was powerless to prevent it, all he could do was to scream, unfortunately no one could hear his silent screams.
Once behind the eye of the warrior the hard tongue forced its way through a small hole in the skull, the Foramen Ovale, and now the tongue was touching the warrior`s brain. It was at this point that the feeder opened up and ten very fine needles were sent into the brain to feed upon the screaming warrior. It was upon the life-force of its unfortunate prey that the Venetou fed, while the warrior screamed, silently, in the most terrible agony that he could ever imagine. Thankfully the pain only lasted for a very short time, but for the warrior it seemed to last forever, as he felt his very essence being ripped out from his brain. He tried to resist it, to fight for his very existence, but it was useless, and as the pain reached a new high point he died.
The nine Venetou were soon all sated, having found to their delight that this new prey was so rich in the life-giving energy, and then they silently withdrew and returned through the darkness of the night to the safety of their den, a large cave set beneath a nearby ridge. The alpha male though did not enter the cave immediately, he stood just outside of the cave and here he howled into the night sky, it was his way of thanking their god for not only sending such a prey to them, but for also joining them on the hunt. Then he yawned, and turning, he entered the cave to join his family, who he could hear talking about this wondrous new prey and how they were now so full of its wondrous energy.
When the warriors awoke to a new day they found their dead friends’ bodies, they looked with horror at the holes drilled through their eyes, saw the pain plainly written upon their faces, and they screamed in terror. The sound carried on the light morning breeze to the cave of the Venetou who knew what the sound meant, for they had heard similar sounds from one of their normal prey, a small ape-like creature that lived in the trees all around their territory.
The warriors were panicking, all of them were pleading with their war chief, Cherian, to allow them to leave this terrible place, however, the huge waves still crashed ashore and so prevented any such attempt to escape from happening. Therefore, with fear ever present they fed and rested as best they could, and then they prayed to their gods for calmer weather. That night, when the men turned in for their sleep at the end of this new day, they did so fearfully, for what if the demons of this land came by again to feed upon them. It was decided that ten of their men would stand watch to guard the rest, however, none of the guards ever saw another day, for the Venetou fed on them, happy to have the men set away from the main group of the Bora. Within days, and to the trepidation of the surviving warriors, the Venetou had killed forty of the men, but finally the storm moved away and the sea was calm.
Terrified, as they were by the terrible deaths of their comrades, and apparently killed by some local demon, the remaining warriors made ready to flee this terrible land, they filled the canoes with supplies of food and water, enough to last them until they reached home.
The Alpha male of the Venetou instinctively knew that their prey was making ready to flee, and after bullying and threatening the other Venetou that made up his small tribe, they agreed to follow him aboard the canoes.
We will need our clothing, for there will be no shelter for us from our enemy, the sun.
The alpha male advised his small tribe, and so after collecting everything that they needed, the alpha male led them onto the far end of the three remaining war canoes that the warriors were capable of manning. The Venetou settled down to await whatever events the water god would inflict upon them.
With everything ready for their journey, the warriors boarded their canoes and fled this terrible land of demons, and headed for home at the best possible speed that their war canoes could achieve. They did not realise that they carried back to their far away homes the nine Venetou, at least not at first. It was as the morning sun came up the next day that they saw that six of their comrades were missing, two from each boat. The Venetou had slid the empty carcases over the side of the canoes to hide their deed from their prey, in case it spooked them.
When the second morning came, the warriors were indeed spooked when they saw that six more warriors were missing, and as before it was those at the front of the large war canoes. On the third night they had three of their warriors stay awake to watch over the others, and they had positioned them at the front of the war canoe to see just what had occurred during the previous nights. These three warriors were shaking with fear, but with a short stabbing spear held firmly in their hands, they settled down and waited. They fervently hoped that it was not the demons, and as the moon rose and lit up the canoes their courage left them, for what could they do against powerful demons, they were ready to die, to join their ancestors in the dreamland.
On the following morning the watchers had disappeared as too had three more warriors, and so the next night the warriors were now too afraid to sleep, with fear-filled eyes they watched in terror as for the first time they saw the Venetou shimmer into view. The alpha male let loose a terrible roar that filled the dark night and paralysed the warriors with fear, then the warriors watched as the demons attacked and then fed upon the men nearest to them. Not one of the warriors