2 Chapter 02 - Revenge

If I'm going to die in such suffering, I'm sure to keep the faces of everyone involved. I may be going to the afterlife before you. But I still want to remember your faces because if I have the chance I will torture each one of you. And I'm going to start with the little bitch who got fucked in front of me.

Oh yeah, I'm going to fuck that little bitch, and then rip out her spine by vertebrae, I'm going to create a form of torture for each one and leave you sir and madam goat for last.

As I gloat over my revenge, I miss the obvious. The flames despite being in my body no longer cause me pain. And the wound in my rib that should have been bothering me doesn't seem to exist anymore. The flames that once burned my soul now dance around me like an obedient puppy.

As if my desire for revenge was more fun than torturing me, a simple human, a simple human who doesn't even scream, or even beg, while she burns his soul, yes, a lovable simple human.

As I think about it, I feel something different in my head, besides a tickle in my hand. Blinking my eyes quickly, I take in eight different points of view, being able to focus on eight things at once is nasty weird, yet extremely cool and exciting.

Looking at my hand, wondering what's causing this itch, to answer me, the tip of something sharp starts to come out of my palm, with my seven other points of view I can notice my captors, some are scared some are kneeling down like I was some kind of betrothed, the MR and lady goat however are trying to run. Like it was easy.

Although I didn't expect it to be so soon, but since the chance for revenge has come to me, I can't say no.

Wishing to be free, my flames begin to melt the chain that holds me.

Finally, as I fall into a kneeling position and inhale a light breath, the feeling of freedom is something you will only cherish after being thrown into despair at being trapped against your will.

Looking to the right I can see, sir and madam goat about to leave the warehouse, stretching my arm towards him a stinger shoots from my hand and pierces the lady goat first, however on the side of her back near her ribs it comes out the front without hitting any vital organ. I don't want her to die easily.

My stinger goes forward pierced the center of the goat man's back, also avoiding vitals, I'll have a lot of fun with this one.

In a pulling motion, I drag the couple towards me. And now I'm slightly scared, I went from a skinny recluse nerd who could barely run, to being able to drag two human goats in a single arm move.

Looking around, I see several people trying to escape, we can't let that happen, can we?

Taking a deep breath, I spit out a blaze of fire that takes the form of a snake blazing in midair, not allowing it to burn my adorable pets, I make the flame surround all my captors, and stop them from escaping.

The exits are fenced off, sir and madam goat captured, better go outside to see if any mice are out of the trap.

It would be unwise to leave witnesses to what I intend to do. Just to make sure I get closer to the lady goat and dig my stinger lightly into her skin, her eyes widen as my paralyzing venom prevents her from even being able to moan.

This son of a mother had potent poison, yet I have a lot to thank this little eight-legged friend of mine.

I repeat the process with Mr. Goat and go out for a light walk.

Stepping out through the flames, I look around the warehouse, there in the far right corner a young couple appears to be in a hot make-out section.

Really adorable, look at those little tits bouncing up and down. That look of pleasure and that delicate little face really are sexy. We'll see what I should do. It would be so sad to separate them. Here it is, reaching down to pick up a metal rod about five feet long, this should do, the pitch toward the cheerful young couple holding them together for all eternity. I am a kind person.

Walking around, I find another little rat that is sitting while smoking what is probably hallucinogenic. Looking at how he seems to like smoke and fire, I just put a spark of my flame in his head and walk away, it didn't take two seconds, the idiot is now singing like a heavy metal singer, his noise managed to attract everyone's attention world that was out here.

Three other idiots come running around the corner, the first running right at me with a knife in hand.

His gaze doesn't show panic or fear. Just mocking, in a way he's not wrong to feel that way. Since he was the one who captured me earlier today.

I may not have seen your face, but I'll never forget that steel-toed boot.

The second idiot heads towards his friend with his flaming head, and I just watch him. The third however watches the couple from a distance with a look of doubt and terror, turning his head I understand the reason for his terror, our young lady has apparently survived and is trying to push her partner out of my makeshift spear, meanwhile, blood it escapes from its wound and from the corners of its mouth.

A pretty macabre sight, even in a cult like this. My first idiot is about to punch me, so silly. Watching him move in slow motion, I shift to the right as I stab him lightly with my stinger and inject him with my venom.

Let's play a lot later, for now I'm going to leave a little souvenir, letting out a little spark in your right foot, wishing it to burn slowly, while giving my little friend as much pain as possible.

Heading towards the third idiot who looks like he's about to run away I'm suddenly distracted by the sound of an agonized scream, the second idiot has probably tried to put out his friend's fire, and now his hands are on fire.

As I take in the scene I suddenly feel a strong impact on my shoulder, turning towards idiot number three I see him pointing a gun at me as he's about to pull the trigger again. Jumping forward in a full-body pitch roll, I get into a proper position as I hurl my left-hand stinger at him, unfortunately I was careless, and the blow ended up stabbing him in the chest, killing him instantly.

I need more practice, I can't kill my mice that easily. Looking at me, I see that there is a small hole there with the bullet lodged, but there is no blood, pulling the bullet from the wound and squeezing the place I notice an exoskeleton placed under my skin, it seems that I have changed more than I thought. Still I'll leave that for later now it's time for some repairs.

Grabbing my friend who has his right foot burning like the head of a match, I grab him by the head and start walking back to the warehouse where my other little friends are waiting for me.