The thick, iron-link chain slinked along the filthy basement floor grinding itself against the d-ring on the northern brick wall. One could tell by the scratches along the chain's end and the d-ring itself, that more than one attempt was made to break the connection. The Ith tried, but not until today did it break free. It had curled a talon from its big toe up and under the collar some odd days back. Using the fine sharpness of this lengthy protrusion it filed down the leather neck strap until either the nail gave way or the vile creature cramped from its position. With its four muscled arms secured with manacles to the floor, only the legs were free to move about. The Ith never gave up, and when the nail re-grew or the cramps subsided, the Ith returned to its labor.
Upon the creature's capture, the priests swore to feed it and to nurture it, even against the evil for which the Ith was trained. They swore to God to pray for its well-being. At first the priests tried to train the beast. This was met with resistance in the way of blasphemy at each attempt. Throwing things at its captives. The priests tried reason and the Ith spat a green oily substance at them. They fed it food, and it ate only the meats of the animals. Tossing the bones at them or nearest to the stairwell leading away from the basement. The Ith knew no manners, nor friendliness. After many years, the priests merely fed it and now and then asked if it wanted anything. This usually received the same response, middle toe extended.
The demoness, Asaria trained the Ith to corrupt the innocence of women with sexual depravity. The male Ith were once known for the pheromones it left behind in its secretions. The scent acted similar to an aphrodisiac and was harvested by tribal shaman. They in turn used it to bring together men with their chosen. The Ith was similar to a man, except for its multiple appendages. It ran on its hands and feet, but could stand erect and reach up high if needed. It was naturally muscled, and strong, but never attacked unless threatened or in the need of food. Asaria found in the Ith a pet. She taught it to communicate, but mostly follow orders. Soon, under her tutelage, the Ith became an Izzaputi, a minion of Hell to serve in the mortal realm.
The Ith roamed the mortal world serving Asaria, who served Lilith, who served Satan. Asaria used her minions to create disorder and panic amongst the living and tempt them to live a life free of religious doctrine. The Ith was molded to serve such a purpose, and it served it well. When Asaria released the Ith upon the world again, she released an evil vision of Hell. It raped women, it killed men, and tore apart homes in its wake. Asaria was pleased with her work. In time, Asaria like most of her creations, forget about the Ith. As an Izzaputi it had protection from Hell, but Hell didn't care, and the Ith was left unprotected. In time, the Ith was hunted and killed. Now only a few Ith remained.
When the talon shredded the leather, the collar fell and the chain clunked to the floor with it. With new freedom, the Ith tore at the arm restraints with its teeth and soon was completely free from its long bondage. Without hesitation it bounded the stairs and the wooden door exploded as the beast drove its body into it. Splinters stuck to its reptilian skin, but the Ith didn't even notice. Upon reaching the new room the Ith expected to kill, but no one was there. It immediately ran through the building looking for a way out.
Passing several Christian religious symbols on the walls and on counters, the Ith knocked them about in disgust. He found a long arched hallway leading to a similarly shaped large wooden door at the far end. The door had a small stain-glassed window of Christ on the cross. There was a beam of sunlight coming from the clouds above shining on Jesus. The Ith spat on the window and opened the door prepared for any challenge. It raced in and their were dozen upon dozens of wooden benches splitting the church in half with an altar of Jesus at the center of the far wall behind the altar. In front of the altar, kneeling down to light a candle was a 5-year-old girl. The Ith charged and as the girl turned to see the hideous pale green monster, she fainted in fear before she could even utter a word.
When the Ith came upon the fallen tot, it hesitated. The Ith smelt the girl. She smelled of lilacs, a pleasing scent to the Ith. It poked at her face with a toe and a small bloody jagged line opened up from the slightest touch of the creature's talon. When she didn't move, it picked her up effortlessly with one of its arms. A small teddy bear clung to the little child's hand in a bit of a death grip despite her unconscious state. A priest came out then from a side door. The Ith recognized the priest at once and held the girl out to him to make a statement as to who was in charge.
"Please," the priest began, gulping between words, "leave the child and go. She is of no use to you. Harmless and innocent."
