Page 42 of Trick or Treat

"Use your fucking words; I can't hear you." He growls angrily.

"Yes, I have."

"Well, this iskind oflike that." He snickers. "Except instead of dodging balls, you'll be dodgingbullets." I whip my head around so fast I get dizzy.

"Wh…what? Bul…bullets?" I stutter, stunned, as they both stand here with evil grins on their faces. As another deep shiver rocks my body, lightning strikes them just right, casting an eerie glow over them.

"Yeah, unlike you, we didn't fucking stutter," Black spits in a threatening tone that makes me cringe.

"You're lucky you're a fucking virgin; otherwise, we would've destroyed that pussy the first night we fucking saw you," Silver bites viciously on my earlobe, running his gun across my collarbone.

"Just wait, though. When the time comes, we're still going to ruin every fucking part of you, sinner." Black's tone is threatening, actually making me scared for my life.

They both abruptly let me go, pushing me away from them as if I were infected with a deadly disease. I stumble in the muddy grass, grabbing a headstone to steady myself. They stand there watching me, guns in front of them, perfect posture as the rain soaks them, masks concealing their true identities. I stare at them in disbelief, not knowing what to do because I know if I try to flee, they’ll either kill me or catch me.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, sinner?" Black asks, sounding wicked impatient.

"Um, what am I supposed to do?" Panic and fear drip from my voice as I try to hold back my tears, refusing to give them that satisfaction.

"You're supposed to fuckingrun,trouble. You're supposed to try and dodge our bullets like we fucking told you," Silver says, as if I knew the rules of their twisted game. "And I'm warning you now, sinner, I'm a good fucking shot.We both are.So you might want to fucking run fast...now."

When I hear Black's threat, I spin on my heel and run as fast as I can. I run through the cemetery, weaving through headstones, as the sound of bullets whizzing by my head causes my body to convulse.They're fucking crazy!

I don't know how long I've been running, but the sound of bullets hasn't stopped. Luckily, I haven't gotten hit with one of them.I wonder what will happen if they shoot me.I locate a row of tall trees and crouch behind them in order to try and catch my breath after hearing a lull in the gunfire while thunder still rumbles all around me.

I feel as though I’m looking through smudged, prescription glasses, as everything in my world is spinning and foggy. I try to rub my eyes, but that only makes my vision worse, and I can already feel myself drifting into a dream.My fingers start to tingle as my hands go numb, and as I look down at my drenched body, I see that something red is leaking through my clothing.

I have to do a double take when I lift my shirt, but when I look again, even with my heavy, drowsy eyes, I can see a tiny hole just above my hip. Blood oozes from the wound, and my head spins as I graze my fingers over it, my entire body burning even though I'm soaked from the rain. A bolt of lightning blinds me, and I shield my eyes from the jolt. But as I go to lower my hands, my head starts to throb, and then everything goes black.

Something warm and wet brushes across my lower belly, rousing me from what seemed like the longest sleep of my life. I try to open my eyes, but they’re heavy, and the light above me burns my irises as my lids flutter open slowly. When I try to bring my hands in front of my face, I realize I can't; they’re held back by something cold and hard. I try to move my legs, but notice they feel the same way. Fear begins to turn my stomach, causing goosebumps to appear all over my body. A burning pain shoots through me, starting in my stomach and working its way up my legs and up my chest, making my throat so sore that I can’t even speak.

Once my eyes have adjusted to the bright lights, they widen in shock as panic grips my throat, making me feel as if I can’t breathe. A head of curly hair hangs down near my stomach, and I feel a tongue licking something across my skin. I try to move, but my wrists and ankles are bound by thick chains as I lie on a cold, bloody slab in what appears to be a tomb.

The manin the silver mask appears, his gun gripped in his hand, a long, black silencer at the end of it. Looking down again, I notice the man licking my skin is the man in the black mask, and when he lifts his head so I can see his face, my blood is all around his lips, dripping down his chin. He smiles, his teeth stained red, bringing the fear of the devil into my bones.What the fuck?

"Look who's awake," Silver says, coming closer.

"Where am I?"

"Don't worry about it."

"What are you doing?"

"Fixing you up. I told you we were good shots," Black says, while sticking his fingers into the hole in my abdomen, causing excruciating pain throughout my entire body.

Screams escape my throat, and I begin to shake as he digs deeper, eventually extracting a bullet from my flesh. He pops it into his mouth like a gumball and sucks my blood off of it before spitting the bullet into his palm.

"Wanna keep it?" An evil smirk crosses his lips.

"Fuck you," I scream, spitting at him as I thrash around, trying to free myself even though I know it's useless.

Silver comes closer, raising the gun and smacking me across the head with it. Again, everything around me goes black, and my body stills once again.

Blade

With sinner knocked out cold by Saint's brutal hit, I take advantage of her stillness and begin to sew up the bullet wound that pierced her delicate flesh. While he laps up the blood from her forehead wound, I lap up the blood covering her belly, cleaning her skin in preparation for what we have in store for her next. Whether she's awake or not, we've got a surprise for her. With only two months until we take what's ours, we need to get her ready.

After sewing her up and cleaning her blood away with my tongue, Saint and I stand back, arms crossed over our chests, admiring our naked little sinner, chained and sprawled out on the slab we use to dismember bodies.Such a wonderful fucking sight.

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