"Come on, Merk. Hand me the knife, you've had your fun till it's passed out, I want my turn!" the younger of the two brother elves complained.
"Man, now it's no fun. Hey, can't you heal it or something? If it doesn't scream, then where's the fun in this?" Merk answered as he stabbed the side of the bear in anger. It twitched due to the sudden penetration, but that is all that just happened from the bear.
The younger brother, Elvis, seemed like he considered the option of healing the bear, but then shook his head.
"Can't waste my mana healing a waste like this. Besides, you know we've got an energetic amount of children back at home, and I'm sure today they'll have lots of fun with their toys,"
"Ain't that right,"
Both elves laughed in harmony like they had just shared a wonderful joke with each other, before they were interrupted by a cough from behind.
They immediately went on the defensive, ready to face whoever was coming, but they immediately dropped their guards when they saw who it was.
"You lost, girlie? This forest sure is dangerous for a lass like you to walk around here alone," Merk said as his eyes drifted from Mrs Kelly's face and went around viewing her body, making it plainly obvious.
"Yeah, if you are lost, we could help you. For a price of course," Elvis continued with a devious smile on his face as he smacked his lips like he was imagining what he was going to do with the lovely beauty that was unfortunate enough to walk into the two worst people in this side of the forest.
Mrs Kelly completely ignored them and pointed at the bear.
"You done with it? Cause I'm going to be taking it now," she told the two.
"Impatient are we? Don't worry, we'll get to you soon enough. Matter of fact, we are done here, Elvis, kill it!"
"Of course,"
The younger elf pulled the knife from the side of the bear and was ready to plunge it deep in its throat, but the knife never made it to its target, as there was no hand in the first place to even hold it up.
Elvis was suspended in shock, still with no understanding to what the hell happened. He looked at where his right hand is supposed to be calmly, wondering why it wasn't following his directions as usual, and his eyes widened in shock to find blood dripping from the wound.
Merk was still busy admiring Mrs Kelly's body, but a frown appeared on his face when all of a sudden a hand holding a knife appeared in her left hand. Mrs Kelly tossed it away, and smiled a killer smile at the older brother.
"Um... Elvis? Why does that hand look a lot like..." he trailed off when he turned to his brother and saw him down on the ground, in shock, holding onto the wound like he still couldn't believe his hand got reaped off so easily that he didn't even notice.
More importantly, he couldn't see where there bear they had strung up disappeared to. He turned back to the b*tch who reaped his younger brother's arm, ready to use his ability but suddenly, she wasn't where he had left her.
"Over here, ELF," he heard someone say and his mind couldn't process what had happened next.
***
I was hiding above the tree with the bear, using saint heal to try and save it before it was too late, all the while observing the chaos unfolding before me.
The elf, whom I'm assuming was the older of the two, tried launching himself at Mrs Kelly using his wind magic, but he was sourly outmatched. Mrs Kelly didn't even care to dodge as she saw the power put into the punch was nothing threateningly to her, and so she easily held it firmly.
The elf's eyes widened in shock, before Mrs Kelly pulled, and another of the brother was now one hand less. He was the quicker of the two to react since he grunted in pain and turned to his brother in anger.
"Why are you just sitting there?! You've got healing abilities don't you?! Use them!"
It was then that the younger brother realized that he could, in fact, do that, but with the words his brother had said, it was too late for them, since Mrs Kelly heard everything.
The older brother realized his mistake all too late, and used his only hand to try and delay Mrs Kelly for even a moment so he could buy his brother time, but one punch from Mrs Kelly before he could reach very far with his plan, and he was blasted away towards a tree that broke on impact.
"So these are the miracle hands that instead of bringing peace and less pain to the beastverse, they've only managed to bring more pain and suffering," she said as she kneeled down next to the younger brother, who now looked fearful as he frantically tried to heal his stub.
Mrs Kelly smiled and took hold of his other arm. Since he wasn't left with any other choice, he tried throwing a kick from the down angle he was in, but Mrs Kelly easily neutralized it that it couldn't even be called an effort at this point.
"I know that I can't make up for all the pain you've caused innocent growing kids, but I sure as hell can try!"
With those words, one by one, Mrs Kelly started breaking the elf's fingers as he screamed out in pain and pleaded to deaf ears, until there were no more fingers to break. Realizing this, Mrs Kelly twisted he wrist and I heard a loud crunch before the elf finally passed out in pain.
"Max, you there?"
"Y–yeah?"
"Come hear and tie this 'thing' for me, won't you? The other one is trying, and failing, to make his escape slowly,"
"Sure. What do you want me to do with him once he's tied up?"
"I was just giving him a little taste of hell, care to continue from there?"
"I mean, I can...but what will you do with him then?"
"Nothing really. I've got bigger fish to deal with. Now, chap chap. The older elf is starting to gain some distance, not like it will help him or anything,"
The bear was already fully healed up, so I was free to do as she asked. I'm sure it had a hard day, but now that it's good to go, I'm sure that it will grow up to be a powerful beast, no doubt a hater of elves but, you know, still powerful.
Why, you ask, did I save it? It's simple really. We have a rule in the monster core that even if it's a beast, going against children it's forbidden. Of course, some monsters choose not to follow this rule in case of life and death, but I'm one of those monsters who will follow this one rule.
Anyways, back to the matter at hand...
Mrs Kelly has already gone after the other brother, leaving me with the younger elf who was still passed out cold. Now, she said I show him glimpse of hell, but how do I do that exactly?
***
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<*Death pill [ LVL –––]*>
<*Reward given by the god of revenge, Nemesis. Can only be attained if someone holds a large grudge against the said person and wishes for the same thing to happen to him as he did to them*>
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[And you just had this pill conveniently lying around in the system for me?]
[You seem awfully engaged in this. Why is that?]
[Ah, then we are on the same page. I'll take the pill, cause I have a feeling this is what Pine would have done]
***
The pill appeared in my hands, a red, round one with white clouds drawn on it. Now, how to administer it to the elf. Hmm... I've got an idea.
***
*Elvis pov*
***
"Hmm? What.... happened," I mumbled as I tried getting up from the ground. Pain immediately flared in my left hand. I screamed out in pain and lifted it in shock, wondering why it hurt so much, then I remembered everything. The b*tch who came here, my broken hand. Wait, more importantly...
"MY RIGHT HAND IS GONE!!" I screamed out in frustration. Someone placed a palm to lay me down, "Who dares–
"Are you alright, sir? I found you lying on the ground, passed out, and tried helping you, but I had no idea how," a young voice said.
A young Furrha, probably around fifteen, was staring back at me with eyes filled with worry. Of all the monsters to help me, it had to be his race?! But this is good. They are easy to lie to. And the kids do need a new toy to 'play' with. Better yet, with the way he looks, I could keep him for myself
"Um...yes, kid. How about I show you a few directions, and I'll take you to our household. I'm sure you've suffered a lot, being a furrha and all, in this forest no less," I said, trying to use my tramp card against him.
His eyes shined in excitement, "Really? You'd do that for me? But I haven't done anything for you! Oh, I know. I've got a healing pill that was gifted to me by my mother before she died. It's my last one, but I'm sure it's in better hands when you take it,"
"Oh, then you should have given that to me in the first place! What kind of idiot are you?!" I angrily shouted. The Furrha looked shocked and hurt by my words.
Oh, no! My anger just slipped out. Better not loose him now when he is still useful to me.
"Hey, hey. Non of that look. I was just kidding, you see. I think it's a wonderful idea if you give me the pill. I'm sure I'll repay it back in plenty," I said nervously, while flashing a smile through the immense pain I felt.
He looked doubtful at me before he asked, "Are you sure? You looked real angry at me just a moment ago,"
"No no no. That was just...ah, the pain! Yes, that's it. And who could be angry at you with such a lovely face?"
I knew I had him when I complemented him. His face shined with happiness and he quickly fished out a red pill from his pocket and stretched it out towards me. That pill is unlike any that I've ever seen, especially if it's for healing, but I guess beggars can't be choosers.
I swallowed the entire thing whole, no water or anything from this kid. Doesn't he even have a little bit of reasoning?!
A warm feeling spread from my chest. All of a sudden I felt sleepy. Must be the healing taking effect. I hope when I wake up, I'd have my broken hand back.
****
"Huh...what kind of dream is this?" I wondered as I walked around the household.
"When did I get back here? And why do I feel like I'm a lot younger than I should be?"
"HEY PINE! BRING YOUR A*S OVER TO MY ROOM!" my brother's son screamed from the door to the right. Huh, maybe he can explain to me what's happening here.
I immediately opened the door and found him naked in the room, his eyes filled with lust as he stared at me.
"What the hell, brat! Put some clothes on!" I yelled at him in anger. A frown appeared on his face as he got up from the bed.
"How dare you talk to me like that, Furrha?!Know your place!" he smacked me right on the face, and I fell down in pain while clutching my cheek.
"Why would you–" I couldn't finish my sentence as he went up behind me and caught my head, then smashed me to the ground. He then lifted my head up in front of a mirror and pointed. I was shocked to see that it wasn't my face that I was seeing, but the kid that escaped from our household a while back.
My brother's son son placed me into position, and through the mirror I could see his eyes wide with lust and amusement.
"No... please...no. GODS NOOOOOO!"