The Hunt!

Ggggggh

Fern had been leading a white life ever since the cult was captured. She decided to distance her distance herself from everyone, her parents, friends who were in the cult but there was someone she was trying her best to make sure she didn't lose, her sister. Given that she now had a rich boyfriend who provided her with everything until she gave her a business to run made her jealous a lot.

She tried to monitor her life on social media but she couldn't quite notice any pictures that Dee posted to show how good her life was going. 

"Fuck sje doesn't love plastering her face ok social media like me," mumbled Fern after failing to get her social media name. 

Up to date, she wonders why can't she just post her face to the world so that they may know she is the lucky girl to have Jake. 

'If it was me, I wouldn't hesitate even for a minute, I will make sure I get everything, have fancy clothes, expensive shoes, flights every single weekend and Visit the most expensive Spa and sauna for nice treatment,' she thought to herself.

What surprised her was the fact that she didn't have even a single picture of her sister, not even on her phone. The family portraits that were hanging on the wall were too boring and lack enough details to take take a picture. 

She didn't want people to see her pale little skin when she was young, the poorly nourished hair because she hated combing her hair until she begged her parents to die it blond like Dee only to find out that it can't be curly until she goes through all the process.

She divided to let it go because she was done looking back at that girl again. 

Sitting in the small hidden room of her house where she does her mega plotting of how sje is going to destroy the beautiful life of her sister, she received a text from one of her numerous boyfriends. 

"What about tonight?" Said the text as it was accompanied by two eggplants and one peach emoji before the water droplets.

She didn't know what excites her about having different people fulfil her desires. There we something kinky about it that just drove her crazy. She couldn't keep up with one guy because she knew people are not talented all around. It's either someone who is blessed to have one thing but not the other. The only thing she couldn't fail to notice where the money that these gits had. That was a quality she didn't fail to look at.  From young to old, she always made sure they had cash. 

"I don't want to be some cheap girl, so it's either I act like a whore but get rich," that's the statement she would tell her friends. 

She would pick a man but at the end of it, she will run out with money, dinner In expensive hotels, expensive clothes from top world brands and different types of vehicles that she would later sell when she is bored with them.

Though things have changed of late. She has found herself hooked up to this man, who has enough money from his father's wealth but he is still a mama's boy because her mother always supported him when it comes to making sure he is loaded with cash.

The only stupid thing about him was she wanted that she got married but doesn't care about his wife who is pregnant with a kid and almost giving birth anytime soon.

She didn't understand whether it was because they have the same evil mind of slicing people's throats and threatening to display their dirty linens in public or because they enjoyed having threesomes with other girls and dominating them till they cry.

Fern smiled at the text on her phone, she didn't mind having some little fun tonight. She asked to meet him at their usual spot for fun and the man replied with a rope, the boy running an eggplant emoji. Fern didn't need to be told whom they will be dealing with today. This meant they will be chasing San until they find him and tie him to her before doing what they want with him.

She denied leaving her planning for a moment as she planned for tonight. She didn't know where they will go hunting but this man knew the favourite spits to be used for hunting. 

'Sorry to the poor guy who will be hunted,' thought Fern sd she prepared her elastic body suit and polished his boots. Her mini blades are nicely placed together ready for slicing and her mask, all black and shiny, let the hunt begin.

At night, two people found themselves standing in the dark alley they led to the city. They were waiting vigilantly for anyone passing by. They had a vehicle pass by and knew this was their chance. They couldn't wait any longer, because they had been there for three hours and midnight was almost approaching. 

"Let's wait and see who is in the car before attacking," said the lady. 

"Fern come on, that won't be fin, you know if we surprised them it will be a good job than just waiting for it to pass before attacking, plus you don't have good aiming skills," time the man.

"Come on baby, okay then, you stand in front of the vehicle and see if they will stop," told Fern and the man quickly jumped out of their hiding point and rushed to the vehicle that stopped right informed of her screeching its break. 

He prevented the driver from looking at him after he failed his bake and its reflection quickly blinded the driver. 

"P.....please don't!" Cried the driver as he placed his hands up in defence. The man chuckled when he heard his pleading voice. Something that turned him on every time he hears someone leading for help during their hunting. 

He loved how the prey's bodies will shake up, pee on themselves, with their hands up and grit their teeth when they are caught. 

"Come on man, I am not going to kill you, but if you don't run towards that forest then I might as well chop your head off and jerk on it," said the man.

The driver didn't wait for a second word, he ran off and the man ran after him. 

Fern was waiting for him just by the trees that we were crowded before throwing a knife that. The man was too late to escape it, it sliced through his hand and stuck in his chest. 

He let out a loud groan and fell with the knife in his chest.  Ferm rushed to him, removed the chest and kicked him. He was not dead, instead, je was still groaning in pain as he tried to crawl out of the place but he was unsuccessful. 

Fern then carried him and threw him inside their car before speeding off to the highway and entering a suburb estate that had few houses around it. 

They entered the garage, closing it behind them, they removed the body from the trunk and drugged it into the house. 

Fern focused on applying make-up to the body, as The man undressed inform of it as he dance with a wine in his hands. 

When Dee was done, they put on slow music and poured wine into three glasses. One glass was toed firmly in the hands of the dead man while the other one drank from their respective glasses as they danced. 

The slow dance and music were making the most to be relaxed but then, not relaxed for these two live birds who took that as an opportunity and started kissing and sucking the breath from each other's mouths.

The man pushed Fern onto the sit where the dead body was and moved on top of her, something her properly, her quickly entered her and they had their sex on top of the dead man without shame.

They took all the time, moaning while the man groan on top of him, as the had sex on top of a head body. Fern has started this adventure with her newfound friend when she realised that having sex with dead people turned her on and she was fascinated by it. Every day they would get a body to kill it them do with it whatever they wanted. Sometimes they didn't kill but injured the victim until he or she loses consciousness and later return them to her vehicle.

After they were done, they would wrap the body in a black polythene bag and throw him in the river or ocean after three days. 

No one reported such news in Wood Creek, all they did was go on about their business without putting their noses into someone's else business.

Whether someone was dying in the house or getting robbed, no one cares because they knew nothing was going to happen to the offenders