Chapter 8
(Author's POV)
"....."
Looking closely at her shaking hands, with eyes as hollow as a dead Fish, sword plunge at the man's throat, with blood dripping from the wooden bed, Isabelle was lost and drifting far from where she was, unable to control her emotions, unable to comprehend what just happened.
Furiously gritting her teeth, she grip her hands in a tight fist. No grief nor sorrow surge from her, other than disgust and pity. Disgusted on how she let a man, other than her lover, explored her body, and pity on how powerless she was as he did so.
Looking at the dead man with vacant eyes, she took of hold of the sword's hilt
Shrrtttt
Crash
And stab it even further to its throat, breaking the wooden slat of the bed, gushing more blood from the fallen body. Silent she stayed, tightly grasping the hilt as she bowed, murmuring in curse and wrath.
She then slowly took her sword out, cut the rope that was binding her feet, summoned a pair of clothes from her ring, and gradually stood up from the bed.
She then in silence wore her clothes, from her velvet red underwear, to her light gray shirt and dark brown pants. Her eyes still soak in emptiness, yet blood surge like a raging wave.
As she slowly leave the small dim room, with only a lamp lighting the area, a bed on the top, and a cabinet to the side, with a small table and chair beside it.
Creak
"!"
The wooden brown door suddenly opens, unveiling a small, yet muscle toned man, wearing nothing on his top, and only a small short pants below
"Hey, you have been playing her for quite some tim- nhhmmmm!!"
In swift she took him in, grabbing him by the throat while sealing his mouth.
Thud
And slamming him on the dark, dirty wall. His eyes dance around like a maniac, surveying the area as he watch, and saw the dead man laying on the bed, with blood streaming from his corpse. His Uncle was dead.
His eyes then stared at the woman upfront, with gaze of emptiness on her eyes as she look. Slowly, she then caress the man from his cheeks, raising her thumb towards his socket and
"Nghhmmmm!!"
And dug her thumb deep to the man's eyes. The man tried to fight back, yet his hands and legs were motionless on his wake, none move even when he tried, scream as hard as he could, no words left the small, dim room.
Isabelle directly casted [Isolate] and [Pin-point Paralysis] to the man, making him a cornered Rabbit in a hunt. She then summoned a steel knife from her ring, and stab it both of the man's shoulder
"Ahhhhh- guhh!!"
As he screams, Isabelle then released a strong blow to the man's abdomen, making the man choke his words, and curve in pain.
Isabelle then took out a small needle from her ring, the same needle that she let Cecile used, during the interview with one of the pirate crew. She then stab it to the man's bleeding eye, making him groan and yelp in pain.
As everything was done, she then slowly took the man's pants down, followed by his underwear. Puzzled to her action, the man could only look at her with a haggard breath.
"Small"
She spoke in whisper
"You little B-Ahhhhhhhhh!!"
He yelled as Isabelle grab hold of his nuts, and tightly embrace it in a fist.
Crack
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Geahhhhhh!! Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!!
Like breaking an egg for the morning meal, she smashed it both in a tight grip. While blood stream like a broken fountain, she then grab hold of his cock, clasping it below its tip. She then started jacking the man off. The man couldn't ask nor question, as new emotion surge into him. Both pleasure and pain took over his body. As the man keeps screaming in agony and pleasure, Isabelle then took out a knife from her ring, and slowly made its way to the man's tip, as she stopped her left hand
"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Ahhhhhhhhh!!... Ahhhhh!!... Ahhhhh!!..... Ahhhhh!!"
He screamed as the knife gradually probe in, slicing his cock into 2. As the knife made its way, the man cried as he screamed, slamming his head to the wall in agony.
Blood painted the dirty wall, coloring it with its dark coat. As the man lost its consciousness as he ram himself, Isabelle then griply hold his head as she raises it up, and casted
"[Heavy Blow]"
Bang!
And furiously slam her fist towards the man's face, dismantling his jaws as it hangs.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Nailing her fist to his face, she stopped as she casted again.
"[Fortify]"
The walls around them then was covered in a transparent cluster of gray coat, hardening the walls of the dimly room
"[Shadow Duplication]"
Her shadow then emerge from behind her, gaze at her and the man upfront, then merge itself to the shade of the room, and dissappeared
"[Consecutive Heavy Blows]"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
....
Her shadow moves between the shade in a swift motion, but as all the area wasn't lit, and all the walls were darken in coat, the shadows just leisurely moves around.
The area wasn't huge, nor was it wide, yet there were places that took turns like a Maze, with few hidden underneath. The area was like a fortress, hidden below the ground. 10 rooms with 3 used as a storage place, where they hid their treasures, weapons, and properties. 5 were meant as a living quarter, with 4 each inside. 1 is where there leader slept, with 2 rooms use as their breeding ground, and a cell.
The shadow roams across the place, hastenly as it moves. It then found what it was looking, a heavy guarded door, with 2 torches lightning the place, and 2 guards placed to stay. All are equipped with a leather armor and a spear, with a sword on their waist.
The shadow then went below as it pass, and went behind the guarded door.
.....
Tok Tok Tok Tok
Bloods drip from the man's hand, streaming below from his body, paddling the surface she stood. Isabelle stared at the once figure of the man she hammered, unrecognized, unalived. Bones were shattered like a thin stick, with bloods splattered around. Organs were pinned like a mud clay, with some sticking to the dirty wall. Like a hammered Potato by some child, the man's face, was no more.
Creak
She then left the room as it is, and searched as she looked, transversing this place she was placed into.
....
Slam!
"Dammit! Dammit!!"
Cursing as he slammed his fist to the wooden table, the man angerly yelled.
"Both the entrance in the north and west are suddenly closed, with the exit in the east locked, and the hidden path can't be used"
Slam
"Fuck!"
"All the guards that were stationed there were found dead, in the more horrendous way, with some of them missing, with a couple of them, leaving a half on their spot. 20 men in this place, we are only down to 8-"
"And none know who the fuck is hunting us!?"
"No, 'cuz those who knows, already lying on the ground"
"Fucking dammit!"
Slam
Pens rolled as the papers slid on the wooden, dark brown table. As the tall, slender man, with glasses and sweat, reported everything that is happening to their underground fortress, the old fat man, furiously cursed.
"What should we do then, boss? Leave- Argh!"
"If we could have leave, we already done it!"
The old man shouted, as he threw a wooden cup at the small, fully leather armored man. With his anger uncontrolled, he grips the table and thought. Gritting his teeth on this misfortune he thought was a blessing, he then stared at his left, and saw the unconscious boy, hanging with his arms tied.
"..."
Staring at him with ferocity, he then yelled as he ordered
"Kill that son of a bi-"
Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock
"Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me - Ahhhhhhhhh!!"
"!?"
Startled to the sudden loud knock on the door, everyone then took their stance, prepared themselves as they readied. The old man took refuge to the back, with the tall and short man upfront.
As the visitor yelled in panic, seeking refugee and assistance, none of them dare to move to open the door, nor do they have the courage to do so, as they merely stood still and waited. As the man keep yelling, his words halted with a yell, as a sharp polished sword, silence his inquiry.
The sword was stuck to the wooden door as silence came, intensifying the room they are all in.
Haaah.... Hah.... Ahhh
Thump Thump Thump
Gulp
As the quietness stay still, the sound of their heart thumping resound, with their rough and rigid breathing, became the music in the dimly room. Fear lingers as it attached to them, with anxiousness as they waited, gripping their weapons with tight and steeled grip.
Boom!
"!?!"
A loud explosion then came, not far away from where they were, agitating the 3 men inside. Curious they might be, but none leaves away from their spot
Shhhhngghhhhh
As the sword was suddenly taken out from the wooden door, all 3 were unsettled.
"Dammit!"
And could only curse in dismay
Bang!
As the door shattered
"Fuck! Get him!"
The old man then yelled, ordering the 2 men upfront to attack the unknown visitor. The 2 then swiftly moves, a bit hesitant and afraid, as they lounge towards the uninvited guest
Slash
To only meet their demise, with their lower half cut
"Ahhhh!"
As they scream in pain with blood gushing out, Isabelle then slowly went towards them, dragging her Knight Sword. Blood painted her clothes, with some coating on her hair and face, with her lifeless eyes gaze, the old man creep as he stumble down.
"Ehhhkkkk!"
She then raised her sword up with one hand, while the other holds the pained man, with tears streaming from the man's face
"Urghh!"
"Desolate, [Boulder Cleft]"
"No no no no! Sto-"
And swung her sword down
Arrghhhkkkhhhpppp!
Decimating the man's head like an overripe fruit, falling from the high ground. His neck bended and snap, with his shoulders flatten. Seeing the other meets his end, the other fallen one then hurriedly crawled out from the spot, trying to at least distance himself from the reaper before him
"[Revered Cut]"
But 4 lethal, consecutive strikes was then released, chopping the man like a butchered meat. The floor was now tainted with red coat, with corpses laying down, giving the old man, shivers.
"Foooouuu~"
"Wait, wait, wait"
He cried in panic, as Isabelle stared at him with her hollowed gaze.
"I didn't touch you! I swear! Unlike those brainless, perverted fools, I didn't touch y- ahhhhhhh!!"
He yelled, as her sharp sword struck the old man's belly.
"Fuck, Fuck!"
He screamed as he tried taking out the sword that struck him. Isabelle then slowly went towards him
"Stop, stop, stop! I'm telling you! I didn't do anything! I swear to my whore mother, I didn't!"
He yelled in dismay as he tried taking out the sword, pleeing as he cried, but alas, with only a fat belly and a loud mouth, his strength couldn't even budge the sword.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fucking dammit all!!"
Tap
"...."
Isabelle left foot touched her swords hilt, and stared at the man with lifeless gaze. With tears flowing and blood gushing, the old man stared at her, cried as he tried
"Plllleeeeasssseee, I'm begging you"
And smiled as she watched him
"Argghhhhhhh!!"
Yelling in agony as she slowly probe her sword in, putting every strength she has as she dug her sword, deeper to man's flesh. She then throws a needle towards the old man's forehead
"Gahhhh!! Ahhhhh!!.... Ahhhhhhh....!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!..... Gauhahhhhhhhhhhh!!"
His cry resound throughout their fortress, echoing through the walls. The walls where the man was struck, was drilled as Isabelle sword went in.
....
"My lady!"
"Hmmm?"
A dark rose clothes she wore, emphasize her buttocks and plumps, with her glowsy red lips, and a long black hair, the woman turn as she look at the man who called her.
As the man hurriedly sprinted towards her lady, carrying with him an injured critter, a Rat, a messy little Rat, with burned skin on its right, and a cut ear.
The man wore a splendid garment of that of a noble, with a polish steel chest plate underneath, thin yet thick, flexible yet unbreakable. His eyes shown a dark green lit, with red lips, and a handsome face
In her palm the critter stood with a pained look.
"Shhhhh"
She then slowly place her forehead to the critters head, as she caress its back with her left hand.
"... Ohhhh"
Memories and vision, surge towards the lady from the critter's head.
"I see"
Pop
The rat's head then pop like a cherry, as the woman's fingers squashed it. She then grab the headless critter and
Gulp
Swallowed it down in one gulp, and licked her lips with the meal she ate.
"What happened, my lady?"
"Some Rat took out that fool's place, how blissful"
She spoke in a seductive voice, as she answered the man's inquiry.
"That idiot!"
"It's alright, at least that cricket still gave us some time to prepare"
And gaze at the bundle of dark silhouette, standing still not far away from where she was.
"Should we burn his base?"
"No, if what that Rat saw was right, that place should be filed with dead corpses, so none of those idiots could have leave unscathed, nor alive. Burning that place down after they left would mean"
She then gaze at him as she place her hand to his cheeks, and added as she caress them
"That they moved with prior knowledge of what to do, given by someone behind them. We can't let anyone notice us, yet, so burning down the place would lead to our demise"
She then turn around and walk
"Especially when they touch a noble woman"
Snap
With a snap of her finger, those silhouette then disappeared, leaving no track nor sound as they vanish.
"How about killing them then?"
"Oh my foolish child, our little envoy ran from one city to another, do you expect them to stay for that long? I didn't know that you could have grown this foolishly, those people are really contagious"
She then halted as she raise her head up
"Such a beautiful moonlight dear, don't let such stunning evening be destroy, or you will follow suit those motionless corpse"
She then walk back again, and dissappeared as the darkness envelope her
"F-forgive me, my lady"
The man then runs towards her.