Beautiful Screams

I stand at the beginning of my trail, excited for my first hunt. I will find the bastards who hurt me first, and do as my goddess asked, bathe in the blood of my enemies. I close my eyes and bow my head,"Nyx, bless me with your love, and your watchful gaze. I hunt in your name, and all will know thy name. Blessed be," I pray.

I raise my head and start running, feeling a comfortable warmth spread in my chest. Truly my goddess watches me. I start to run as fast as I can, seeing the world as if it isn't moving. Never have I dreamt of such speeds. I smell the old scent closely, watching my step.

In but a few minutes I reach the other side of the forest, and I see a fort in the distance. I think fort because of how many people are guarding the keep. I don't slow down, and leap straight at one of the guys in the front. My fangs descend and I latch upon his neck, drinking deeply. Less than 5 seconds pass, and he is drained completely. The other guard hears his comrade drop and looks at me. I give him a smile, blood dripping down my chin, fangs gleaming.

"Ahhhhhhh," he screams loudly, and wets himself. His irises dilate, and turn bloodshot, and he screams, "Help, help. Demon!" I quickly rush to him, ripping his head off. His blood starts to squirt out, and I lap it up, getting blood all over myself. I start to laugh maniacally, getting wet between the legs because of the blood. "Hm, so good, I want. I want more," I roar out.

I leap to the top of the wall in a single bound. I look around and see many guards running at me. And so it begins, I think to myself. I quickly lose myself to bloodlust, attacking, ripping, and maiming everyone in sight. I'm so fast, no one can even react to me, until I rip their arms of. Oh, how I enjoy the screams. I beat him to death with his own arm, grinning madly.

The next thing I know, they are all dead. I'm completely covered in blood. Looking around, I count the corpses. "Ha, 232 dead fuckers. Wish I could killed more to be honest, but oh well, right," I say out loud, laughing to myself. I head towards the building next, smelling more warm bodies needing my attention.

I quickly murder everyone, notating all of the prisoners. I leave them alone, coming up with a use for them. I quickly head towards a room I remember well, scenting someone I really want to get better acquainted to. I reach the door, and kick it. The door flies inward, crashing against the wall on the other side of the room. That's when I see him, the one who hurt me the most. He must have enjoyed raping me, and putting me through hell.

I look at his captivate, whom he is balls deep in. The poor woman is crying in pain. I look at him savagely. To him I probably disappeared, but he is now sound asleep. Not dead of course, for I have a special death planned for him. "Help me," the girl on the table sobs. "Please help me, I can't take it anymore,". I walk slowly to her, looking her in the eyes. I tell her, "I am going to release you, but you must calm down. Can you do that for me?" She slowly stops crying and nods her head.

"Listen to me carefully girl, when I release you, sit in that chair over there. Bring it closer to the table, because I have a treat for you," I say. She nods, looking me up and down. I must look pretty bad, covered in gore and blood, but I shrug. I release her restraints, and she gets up. She stands and stumbles into me, but I catch her. "Sorry," she mumbles. I just smile as politely as I can, pointing at the chair. As she goes and gets it, I grab the guy on the ground, putting him on the table. I finish undressing him, and proceed to tying him down.

She pulls the chair over finally, and sits down, watching the guy with hate. I snap my fingers in her face, getting her attention. She looks at me startled. "What is your name," I ask. She replies shakily, "Melissa Grace." I look at her, and I say to her, "I am the embodiment of the Night, Melissa. I have been wronged, in a similar way to you, but I was blessed by her holiness, Nyx. She is my goddess, and she has promised retribution to all that have hurt me. Hurt us. I want to ask you a question, Melissa, and it's simple. If I offered you the ability to join me in my revenge, would you? Would you become the embodiment of the night, and spread death to all of the enemies of Nyx?

She looks at me shell shock, mouth hanging open. She quickly shuts her mouth, and hangs her head, face covered by her hair. After a minute she looks up at me, tears running down her cheeks. I see it in her eyes, hate, and determination. "Yes, I would love to kill in the name of your goddess. How would I start, my lady?" She is bowing her head at me again. I bring my wrist to my lips and bite down, making myself bleed. I put my wrist to her mouth and say, "Drink, and partake in the gift of darkness." She puts her mouth to my wrist, and starts to drink my blood. She gets a good amount before I yank my wrist back. She licks her lips, eyes closed in pleasure. She slowly opens her eyes and smiles at me. "Thank you, my lady," she says. I smirk at her and chuckle. "Now, lets move on to the main event, shall we," I say to her, and slap the guy in the face.

He startles awake, looking around panicked. " What the hell," he shouts. I quickly grab his balls, squeezing enough to make him shut up. He looks at me frightened. I smile at him, and say, "I hope you enjoy this as much as I do." I grip a little harder and rip his balls off. Of course he screams bloody murder. I shake my head, laughing a bit. I grab one of the tools on the table on the other side of him, pulling it out of the furnace it was in. I walk back around and press it towards his wound, stopping the blood flow. Oops, seems he bit his tongue off by accident.

I smirk again, and put a cloth in his mouth, then I proceed to stitch his mouth closed. Now that that's over with, I walk around the table again, picking up a nice sized metal cylinder. I walk back to where his nether region is located, picking up a pair of hedge trimmers. First, I put the cylinder into his ass, shoving it in harshly. He gives a muffled scream, crying. I look towards Melissa this time, and I tell her, "Do you see that drip bottle on the table?" She looks at it, and says, "Yes ma'am. Want me to bring it to you?" I shake my head no. "No, I want you to taken that liquid and drop it into his eyes, please." She quickly gets up, grinning with glee and proceeds to do as I have asked.

Oh boy, now he is thrashing around. To bad. I reach over him, grabbing a the tool from the furnace again, setting in next to me. Then I pick up the trimmers, and slowly, oh so slowly, cut his dick off. It falls to the ground, and I dodge the blood. "Ew, dick blood. Definitely don't want that on me," I say disgusted. So I pick the hot rod up, sticking to his non-existent penis, closing the wound. He is truly thrashing now, I smile evilly.

After watching him lose consciousness, I get bored. "Melissa, slap him please," I say to my new torture buddy. She nods, and slaps the shit out of him. He wakes up, moaning in pain. "This is what you get, for becoming my enemy, and becoming the enemy of all whom you have wronged. Repentance isn't for you, so please, suffer some more, and die in an extremely painful manner," I say with finality. I put my finger to the button on the cylinder in his ass, and push it. I feel the cylinder snap a bit, and I can tell spikes have shot out of it. His whole body arches up, blood dripping out of him. His scream is guttural, but muffled.

After watching him thrash around for awhile, I see his life leave him. I look at Melissa, seeing extreme happiness on her face, seeing him die. "Melissa, now that we have enjoyed this evenings main event to the fullest, lets go ahead and proceed to the next step. The blood you took from me will activate within 3 days, so we must get to a secluded place." She bows her head in acknowledgement, saying," Of course my lady. Do you know which way we should go?"

I stare at the roof above me, then glance at her. "Not yet, but before we decide where to create our refuge, we have another exciting job to do," I say smiling at her. She frowns slightly, asking, "What do you have in mind." I reply back, grinning wider, "Why my dear new friend, what else but a prison break. There are many people here whom need saving, and shown the true path. The path of Nyx is a welcoming one, which I'm sure my goddess will appreciate." Her eyes widen, and she giggles softly. "Well my lady, lets go free some prisoners then," she says to me. I smile at her, and proceed to the holding cells.