Seeing her down and out, Ali walked away from her. He went towards a window and brought an empty flowerpot with him. The flowers or plants inside were all dried and dusted, so it was just one large chunk of stone and soil.
Ali dragged it towards Liebe, who was still clutching his balls and blowing air in and out, trying to suppress the burning pain in his nuts.
"That probably broke your balls, right?" Ali said as he pulled Liebe's hand away and turned him straight. "If there are no balls to play, then why'd you need the bat."
-baaam- aaaaahhh-
Before Liebe could even come to his senses or understand what Ali meant, Ali dropped the heavy pot over his penis. Causing soil and blood to spread all over that area. Though there was no sound of cracks or crumbling, but Ali could swear the screams of Liebe at this time were louder than any DJ he ever heard. He liked it so much that he just kicked Liebe with his ankle again two times, just to play this song of agony on repeat.
"Never knew I'd enjoy hearing your voice so much, Liebe." Ali said as he increased the weight on his feet again, when he found Liebe was about to lose consciousness. "I'm almost sad to kill you now."
"Pl _wease, let me gho." Liebe asked with a hoarse tone. His words getting stuck in his throat.
"Awww, you still wanna live." Ali said, as he bent down over his chest and pulled his face up. "Man, you really love your life too much, don't you? First you gave up your niece, then lost your nunni (manhood), and yet you still wanna live. Color me impressed, Liebe. What a freaking ray of sunshine you got there."
Ali grabbed him by the collar and clenched his right hand into a fist and started punching him.
"But you see(punches) what you did(punches) what you have her do(punches) those things that made me suffer(punches) all of them(punches) are making me very(punches) very(punches) angry.
"So tell me, how am I supposed to let you live?"
Ali finished his words and punches when Liebe's whole face was a mess. His own hand was a mess too, with his bones being visible on his knuckles, but lucky for him, his whole body was numb, all his senses except hunger and hatred were even hard to find for him. All his smiles and maniacal laughter were just him feeling that satisfaction for that hatred, trying to suppress it. So it doesn't consume him.
He stood up and kicked Liebe in the guts, waking him up from the numbing sleep he went off to. "The fun's just starting Liebe. You didn't think this was it. Did you?"
Ali said, and caught his leg and started dragging him and the unconscious bitch nearby to where he killed the other guards earlier.
-cough kuf "phis khil me".--
-um uhmn--"I'm gonna enjoy my time nice and slow, before I lose myself completely." Ali shook his head and threw Kiara away, sliding her body across the bloodied floor.
"Won't you accompany me, Liebe."
Ali dragged Liebe's body to the shattered glass of the window and laid him there. Picking up the pieces of glass one by one, he slowly started plunging them in his stomach. His face focused and laced with attention, like he was making a work of art for the world to witness. Liebe kept squirming and struggling there.
No screams left his mouth as his throat was silent, his vocal cords were swollen as they vibrated more in pain today then they ever did in all his life speaking.
(When someone screams, their vocal cords vibrate rapidly, and if done excessively, they can become swollen and irritated.)
His hands and feet were broken as Ali bashed them with a metal bat many times. His face was dried with tears but blood leaking out constantly was keeping it moist. He couldn't feel how many shards of glass he was lying on now, and every time he moved a little, they'd stab him a little. Causing him to feel more pain, move again and get stabbed again. If he finally somehow, with gritted teeth, managed to calm down and fix his body in one place, then Ali would stab him in the stomach or shoulder, causing him to move and suffer again.
It became an endless cycle and he could just live through it.
He begged, and begged, and begged again for mercy, but like a demon torturing souls in hell, Ali kept torturing him without any mercy. He didn't want to live now, he just wanted to die, so he could be free from this suffering, yet Ali made sure he could live. The cuts he made were all small and avoided any vital organs. Just enough to make him feel pain, but not enough to give him death.
Every time his consciousness drifted off and he closed his eyes, Ali would just throw water over his face, spread salt and chili over his wounds or just outright start slapping and slashing at him.
The fact that scared him even more was that doing all this not once that maniacal smile left Ali's face. It was like looking at a psycho, who was finally let loose after endless years in prison. Or like someone twisted who didn't care anything about life.
He regretted it. Regretted choosing to help Kevin. Pulling Ali into the camp, helping the plan to kill Emily and his guards and everything else too - he regretted everything now.
He couldn't even be sure why he helped Kevin, that guy clearly fought with him and killed a few of his friends, yet he agreed to become Kevin's minion. What was going on his mind at that time? Why didn't he prepare a backup plan? Or help Ali and double cross Kevin? There were so many things he regretted and questioned now, but there was no chance he could do anything.
'Maybe hell would be a better place than being here.' Liebe thought in his heart as his eyes met Ali's gaze.
"Why did I forget that?" Ali said, and pulled out two pieces of glass sticking from his shoulders and stabbed it in his eyes.
Standing up, Ali took a step back and looked at his masterpiece. "Perfect"
Ali said as he noticed Liebe losing his consciousness again. Instead of torturing him more, Ali just dragged his body and slid it out the window and left it on the open road.
"Say hello to your other pals in hell. Tell them, I'll be seeing them soon." Ali said and turned back to walk inside.
Zombies and infected ones, who were roaming outside the walls, as they got attracted with the sound of screams and smell of blood, started running towards Liebe and soon he was drowned in their crowd.
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A/N - I'll release 3 chapters tomorrow, all the way upto system's introduction.
Both these chaps were supposed to be one chal, but Kiara's pov made it longer, so i divided it in two.