92 Massacre at sunse (2/2)
He pushed up from the desk in confusion. His head felt foggy and he could swear he heard a strange song playing in the distance. He closed the distanced between them with two large steps. Glass crushed under his feet as he stepped in front of her and hooked his finger under her chin to lift her eyes up at him. \”What's wrong, babe? Look... into my eyes.\” His glasses where already resting atop his head as he waited for her to obey his request. Her hand raised to his arm and stroked over it as she kept her head lowered. His mind was too foggy to realize that the 'hand' moving up his torso wasn't an arm at all nor the one wrapping around his ankle working up his leg.
A deep throaty laugh broke through the fog of his mind as Jos's head finally lifted. His breath caught as ice cold eyes set against jet black surroundings met his. He blinked in confusion as a second set of translucent eye lids flicked sideways across the frightening eyes. He could feel the grip on his legs and arms tighten as her lips curled into a wide toothy grin. Fear filled his body for the first time in his long life. He struggled against her grip but couldn't break free.
\”It's you're turn to look into my eyes, feel my control.\” She purred in the same heavy accent.
A scream was drowned before it could even leave his throat as the tentacle that had been creeping up his chest wrapped tightly around his throat and began squeezing tightly, sharp barbs sinking in and tearing at his flesh... around his neck... his legs... and his arms... His vision began to blur into a dark haze and he could feel the bone began to break under the pressure of the constricting tentacles.
Jos waited until his heart rate began to drop off and his breathing became shallow and spaced out before finally ending his torture. She let each of the tentacles pull in opposite directions causing the areas where they're long barbs hand been inserted to tear apart. She flung limbs against the wall and dropped his head to the floor with the busted ship as another long barbed tentacle shot through his chest and retracted as another tentacle replaced it, digging and plundering the large gaping hole in search of his dark, cruel heart. What was left of his body hit the ground with a soggy thud as her tentacle tore from his chest with the tentacle within it grasps bringing it to her still smiling lips and the sharp teeth within.
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Orion ran through the house following the watery trail of ink and blood with Russ on his heels. He didn't stop when he crossed paths with Raven who'd came through the front door, instead, he just yelled as he passed. \”Shelly, out back, hurry!\”
He stopped at the office door when he heard a heavy thump against the floor. A dark crimson liquid had already began seeping out from under the door. He turned toward Russ holding his hand out. \”Stop, you need to stand back.\” He turned the knob slowly and quietly, standing to the side as he pushed it open. He let out an unsteady breath as he took in the scene inside the room.
Russ glanced over Orion's shoulder and regretted it instantly. He could feel the blood drain from his face as he took several steps back. A hard lump formed in his throat and he was unable to look away. He didn't even notice anyone else approaching until a strong arm pushed him against the wall, removing him from the doorway entirely.
Arei's large body pushed past Orion and filled the door. \”Fuck, Kitten... What have you done...\” There was no surprise or fear in his voice only concern.
Russ could feel his heart pound in his ears as he watched the two massive demigod brothers struggle against the monster beyond the doors. \”Jos...\” He whispered her name, agony oozing from the three letters. \”Jos... No...\” Russ's legs went weak and his body slid down the wall until he was sitting in a slumped heap on the floor unable to do anything more than watch in horror.