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junetideTitle: Goatsucker
Gift for: hellpenguin
By: [to be revealed]
Gift type: Fiction; 581
Genre: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Warnings: Warning: (skip) Death threat
Summary: Be careful what you interview.
Giftcreator's notes: I hope this fit what you wanted!
Here’s the thing. That one, the first sighting of one of us in Texas? That wasn’t actually one of us. That was some mutt. Normally, I don’t eat carnivores, they just don’t taste right, but I would have sucked the thing dry for masquerading as one of us.
Chupacabras don’t look anything like dogs, all right? For one thing, we have spines, kind of like a croc or gator, going down our backs, just look at me. For another, we’re cold-blooded. Why do you think we hang out in warm areas? Except cousin Phil, who went up to Maine, but Phil always was a weird one, starting with that name.
We’re actually as old as crocs and gators. We didn’t just appear. There are stories, distorted by millions of years, like always happens, of an ancestor getting chased by a dino with huge claws on its back legs. It wasn’t that big, probably, but the legend made it as big as a hill. Why something like that would be chasing one of us, I don’t know, there had to be something bigger it could chow down on.
About that chowing. Like I said, I don’t eat carnivores. They taste muddy. Goat blood is much better. Cleaner, slaking that hunger. Cattle do, in a pinch, or sheep. I’ve tried a horse before, but did that thing kick. Never again. I mean, I’m not that big, you can see, compared to a pissed-off horse. I guess I could go for a miniature one, they’re bred around here, and they’re smaller than me.
I don’t know why people keep thinking mutts are chupacabras. For one thing, they’re too short, unless they’re full-blown wolves. They also can’t hop. We have these huge muscles in our back legs. My aunt Machi could jump the length of five horses. Most of us aren’t that good, but we still don’t run like coyotes. And we don’t have fur. Also, we’re green. Besides that, we don’t eat the meat. We’re like what you guys call vampires—we fasten on throats and suck them dry. It’s all we need. We don’t even drink water unless we’re desperate.
We have a deal with the healthy coyote pairs around here. They don’t try to mess with us, they get to eat the carcasses. The dumb things don’t realize it means they get blamed for the deaths of the livestock. They’re the ones who get shot, not us.
Oh, there was that time they got my nephew. Shot him right through the neck. I heard they never could figure out what he was, and they lost him before they could even work out that he wasn’t a mammal.
We really do try to avoid you guys. We don’t want to interfere, besides eating your animals. We could suck you dry, especially your children. Can’t outrun us. But we don’t want you to know we even exist. It’s too risky, we could end up dead too easy.
The people here before you white folks knew about us, but they respected us. You wouldn’t. You don’t respect anything, not other people, not the animals that were here first, and we fall in that category. You’d try to wipe us out, just because you don’t understand.
Stop looking like that. It’s true. And it means I can’t let you leave. Sorry about that, you seem like an okay guy, but, well, you’d tell, and we can’t have that.
And I’ve always wanted to try a human.
Gift for: hellpenguin
By: [to be revealed]
Gift type: Fiction; 581
Genre: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Warnings: Warning: (skip) Death threat
Summary: Be careful what you interview.
Giftcreator's notes: I hope this fit what you wanted!
Here’s the thing. That one, the first sighting of one of us in Texas? That wasn’t actually one of us. That was some mutt. Normally, I don’t eat carnivores, they just don’t taste right, but I would have sucked the thing dry for masquerading as one of us.
Chupacabras don’t look anything like dogs, all right? For one thing, we have spines, kind of like a croc or gator, going down our backs, just look at me. For another, we’re cold-blooded. Why do you think we hang out in warm areas? Except cousin Phil, who went up to Maine, but Phil always was a weird one, starting with that name.
We’re actually as old as crocs and gators. We didn’t just appear. There are stories, distorted by millions of years, like always happens, of an ancestor getting chased by a dino with huge claws on its back legs. It wasn’t that big, probably, but the legend made it as big as a hill. Why something like that would be chasing one of us, I don’t know, there had to be something bigger it could chow down on.
About that chowing. Like I said, I don’t eat carnivores. They taste muddy. Goat blood is much better. Cleaner, slaking that hunger. Cattle do, in a pinch, or sheep. I’ve tried a horse before, but did that thing kick. Never again. I mean, I’m not that big, you can see, compared to a pissed-off horse. I guess I could go for a miniature one, they’re bred around here, and they’re smaller than me.
I don’t know why people keep thinking mutts are chupacabras. For one thing, they’re too short, unless they’re full-blown wolves. They also can’t hop. We have these huge muscles in our back legs. My aunt Machi could jump the length of five horses. Most of us aren’t that good, but we still don’t run like coyotes. And we don’t have fur. Also, we’re green. Besides that, we don’t eat the meat. We’re like what you guys call vampires—we fasten on throats and suck them dry. It’s all we need. We don’t even drink water unless we’re desperate.
We have a deal with the healthy coyote pairs around here. They don’t try to mess with us, they get to eat the carcasses. The dumb things don’t realize it means they get blamed for the deaths of the livestock. They’re the ones who get shot, not us.
Oh, there was that time they got my nephew. Shot him right through the neck. I heard they never could figure out what he was, and they lost him before they could even work out that he wasn’t a mammal.
We really do try to avoid you guys. We don’t want to interfere, besides eating your animals. We could suck you dry, especially your children. Can’t outrun us. But we don’t want you to know we even exist. It’s too risky, we could end up dead too easy.
The people here before you white folks knew about us, but they respected us. You wouldn’t. You don’t respect anything, not other people, not the animals that were here first, and we fall in that category. You’d try to wipe us out, just because you don’t understand.
Stop looking like that. It’s true. And it means I can’t let you leave. Sorry about that, you seem like an okay guy, but, well, you’d tell, and we can’t have that.
And I’ve always wanted to try a human.
Poll #11015 Goatsucker
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 9
I enjoyed this!
Yes
9 (100.0%)
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Date: 2012-07-02 03:49 am (UTC)I haven't read any Chupacabra-themed myth stories. I enjoy the perspective greatly.
And totes didn't see the ending being what it was.
Now I want to draw one...>_>
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Date: 2012-07-02 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-06 03:21 am (UTC)