 |
Hnnnnnnnnnnnnn...
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, damn....
|
 |
Whe- Where
am I..?
|
 |
What the
hell is this..???!!!
|
 |
HOLY SHIT
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT???!!!
|
 |
| “………” |
 |
Reginald:
“You have done a terrible thing, Travis.”
Travis:
“HOLY SHIT?! MISTER MILLER?”
Reginald: “You tried to corrupt that which is pure. That is a sin far beyond redemption, young man.” Travis: “WHAT?! MISTER MILLER!” |
 |
| “And the time for atonement is now.” |
 |
| “GAHHH! AHHH! PLEASE! WAIT! WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT
WAIT!!! OH MY GOD PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!” “If this is about what happened earli-“ |
 |
His words
annoy me so I run the back of my hand through his pathetic face. This seemed to
stop the noise coming out of his mouth.
Excellent.
|
 |
“This
world is full of evils like you, boy. I am brought here upon you to pass
judgment.”
|
 |
Disoriented,
this individual before me struggles to steady himself. I waste no time and
ready myself.
|
 |
I draw a
quick slash at his flesh with my blade. I have no intentions of ending this
quickly for him.
|
 |
Even
though I was careful not to inflict any major damage, he flinched as if his
whole body was caught on fire.
I find it astounding that the simplest things that could end a person’s life are also the ones that make you know you’re alive the most. |
 |
Adrenaline
is flowing through this boy’s body now. It will be very dangerous for me to
underestimate his strength once his survival instincts kick in. Verily, no
longer taking time to ready myself, I plunge the cold steel into his chest.
|
 |
I aim and
angle the knife well enough to strike where the steel freely slips in between
the ribs.
If I were giving
this boy medical advice right now I would have written down “A new pair of
lungs” on his prescription medicine.
It’s only
a matter of time now.
|
 |
Wheezing
and coughing out blood was to ensure now. There is no possibility of him being
able to overpower me now.
To finally pass judgment on this corrupted individual, I move in to deal with the source of his evil deeds. I slash at it once. Two more times, after. I’ve lost count now. |
 |
I can see
it on his squirming face now. Gagging on his own blood he mumbles something
which I couldn’t comprehend.
|
 |
Reginald:
“Stand up and speak! What have you got to say for yourself now?”
Travis: “uuurrrkkhh…. Sp---- Spare me! Uuhhrkkk pu-pl-ease!”
Even on
the brink of death, the bloody bastard only thought of himself. He should have
apologized with what he did with my daughter. Inconceivable.
|
 |
I was so
taken aback by the selfishness I was witnessing before me that I didn’t notice
him trying to escape.
|
 |
Impossible!
He still has the strength to use his legs?
|
 |
His
efforts are futile, however. He falls over on his hands and knees and I
immediately grab one of his ankles.
“There is no escaping from what you’ve done, Travis. I will end you.” |
 |
I rear his
body back propelling him on his knees. I pull his hair back resulting in him
screaming in pain and revealing his mouth open. I expertly stick the knife to
his palette. The flood of pain sensations and nervous receptors to his brain
must be unimaginable as one can only tell by seeing his face.
|
 |
I pull the
knife out of his mouth. A pool of blood has spread so much it touched my shoes.
I force
his upper body down all the while forcing the blade up into his temple. This,
at least, offers him some relief as it dulls his senses from the previous
influx of pain.
|
 |
I, once
again, pull the knife out of his skull and finally stab his right eye. With all the anger a father feels channeled
altogether in that one single lunge, I finally sense his life slipping away.
|
 |
I always
feel a welcome calmness every time I’ve accomplished my task. The evil
corruptor lies dead before me.
|
 |
But death
for the vessels of corruption does not deserve solace. There is one more task
left to be done.
|
No comments:
Post a Comment