"The foundation of morality is to have done, once and for all, with lying"
- Thomas Huxley
When morning comes, we ate the bread I stole from the storage together. But before we do, I got scolded by Josh. He has this attitude that he will only talk when he will scold me. He made sure to make me promise to stay inside this cell before they go. It was a bit sad on my part since I still have my plans on stealing socks of sweet potatoes in the storage room. And since I can't get my way out, I just decided to train myself on using daggers.
I only choose daggers, because I can't use the guns and bombs I stole yet for practice. The hunters will hear that, and of course, I don't want Sean and the others to be in danger because of me. They were like a family to me now. And I don't want to cause them harm as much as possible.
I hid all of those books and weapons inside the tunnel we've been digging for our escape route. But the hole is not that far to keep us safe from the eyes of the demons. I was in the middle of my training when I noticed someone taking the file of rocks outside the hideout.
"Did you guys left something-" I didn't get the chance to continue what I was about to say, as an unfamiliar face show up.
It's a guy with a huge body, bulging muscles, and beards that are like those of a goat. He has a huge scar on the face, that traces from his right eyebrow to his left cheeks. He has a tattoo on his chest. A reaper who has his hands on his front, showing his boney claw hands acting like he's about to get a soul, scarily.
"Dark claw," I murmured as I step back. In his back is a little girl who seems a year older than me.
The scary guy in front of me handed her a piece of bread, which was taken by the little girl wholeheartedly before she speeds out of our cell. My heart drums loudly inside my chest as the guy in front of me gives out a creepy look. The guy smirked at me, as he gave me a viscid look and a creepy grin. He then looks at me from head to toe, before stepping closer. I could feel my tension building up, my legs are both shaky for some reason together with my hands.
I wanted to ask for help but to whom? My friends are outside while the others don't know my existence. And they were too scared of these monsters, so I know even if I tried to seek help, it would be useless. Based on his looks and his badge, that hangs on his pants, he's a low rank.
"I couldn't believe that it is real. That those foreigners are hiding such a pretty girl inside this cell all by themselves." The guy said licking the side of his lips seductively.
This act gives me creeps and goosebumps. My breathing is getting heavy. I can't breathe. I'm scared as hell. I want to go out of here. I want to get my way out.
'Oh good lord! Please help me! I'm begging you, please help me out of this hell, and get through with this demon in front of me' I cried for help, inside my mind.
Every step forward that the Goat Guy makes is equal to my every step backward. Until I felt the cold stoned wall against my back. I'm cornered. I hold on tight to the dagger I was holding at my back, looking for good chances to make my escape. I could feel cold sweat dripping down my head, as I feel his warmth against my body. He put both of his hands on the wall, cornering my tiny body on it as his monster reveals in those orbs of desire.
"Want to go to heaven with me today little lamb," he asked seductively whispering in my ear, which gives shivers down my spine. He is acting like a predator in front of his favorite prey, as he looks at me with those orbs full of earthly desires.
"GO TO HELL, ASSHOLE!" I said as I show the dagger hiding on my back. I try to stab him using the dagger I have in my hand, but he was too fast to get it and throw my dagger somewhere in the room.
He pinned me hard in the wall, as he pinned my both hands using one of his hands as he punches me in the stomach, before throwing me on the file of hay. I couldn't stop my tears from falling. I feel so helpless against this Goat Guy. I tried to move my body to escape from his grip but this only made him hit me on the face hard, as he dares to slap me.
He crawls on top of me, removing my clothes off, making his hands roamed on my body, molding it like a piece of clay while kissing me. I feel so dirty about the way he touches me. I feel like a slut at the hands of this asshole. I want to wake up from this nightmare but how? How can I do that if this is real? He satisfied himself in caressing every bit of my being, as he freed me for a second to take off his belt.
I don't want this. I don't want to be raped by him. I don't want to be in this hell anymore.
I still want to kill my dad.
I want to kill this asshole.
I want them dead.
'Is that what you want?' I heard a voice, with the same voice as I am.
I closed my eyes while sobbing.
'Kill him' the voice in my head added.
'Kill every monster who defies you. Let's kill them! Kill them all.' The voice echoed in my head. I nodded my head, in response to the voice.
'Kill those monsters, and be a monster too. Terrified by all the demons inside this hell. Be the kind of monster who will take all those demon's heads off'
Make me that kind of a monster.
Help me... Be that kind of monster...
I asked the voice.
'Bwahahahahahahahahahaha your wish is my command' said the voice while laughing hysterically inside my head.
And just as that, when I suddenly get a hold of the dagger the Goat Guy throws just awhile ago. Everything happens so fast, that I could never get a hold of how I got myself on killing the hunter. It happened so fast that I am now seeing the Goat Guy laying on the cold floor, soaking in his blood.
My body feels so hot. My blood is burning in desire to kill. My eyes are on fire, as I start stabbing the guy on the floor with my dagger.
"Die asshole! Die inside this hell!" I told him before stabbing both of his eyes off.
"Die and burn in hell!" I cut his dick off.
"Die and see me burning! Die and watch me annihilate all demons like you!" I cut off his arms.
I stabbed him again before cutting his head off. I put all his body parts on my sock bag and start leaving the cell, again. I carried the sock with his body and put it inside the tunnel.
I walk on my way there, taking the secret tracked I build, that would lead me to reach the Assassin's den. I jab the Goat Guy's head on their gate, as I do the same on his other body parts that I cut.
Then I start going to the nearest river to fetch a pail of water, to clean up the guy's mess, inside our hideout. I clean myself there too, together with my sock bag. Removing every piece of traces I made a while ago. Before going back to our den and cleaning all the mess as if, nothing happened.
"I promise to annihilate every demon inside this hell. I promise to erase their existence, especially the life of my demon of a father." I told myself and start practicing with my dagger.
HALLLOOOOUUU! How was your day Prenny?Are you having a good time reading the story, so far? Are you also one of the people who gets satisfaction on hearing or knowing some rapist out there gets killed just like me? hahhaha^^
Do you think, that goat guy, deserve getting killed and massacre? Or he actually deserve a second chance?
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