Bastard.

[Zer00]

*Smack*
His head smashed agaisnt the hard stone wall, leaving a splatter of blood over it.

"Plea... Please..." - He begged me to stop while spitting out blood, looking at me with fear-filled eyes.

All I did, was smash his face against that wall again


"How many more?" - I asked, you damn sick person, you'll be begging for me to slash your throat before I'm done with you.

"I have my rig.." - And there I went, smashing his face in to the wall again. I believe I heard a hard snap noise, guess it was his nose, nothing else would explain the amount of blood that was now smeared all over his face, hah.

"How many of them have you abused?"

Now, let me get this straight. If you'd ask anyone who knows me, he'd tell you I dont mind killings, murders and all the other "evil"-doings that happen in this little bubble we call life.
But something in this guy really ticked me off. Child molester, murderer, diseased, he had it all in one little deformed body.

...
What? I should have felt sorry for him because he's deformed?

"I counted seven up until now, and I only found four bodies, where are the others?" - I asked again, bettering my grip on his hair, politely explaining to him what's going to be next if he wont answer.


He hesitated for a moment, then he burst in tears, I enjoyed watching his suffering, that sad excuse for a living being, a Lemure has more purpose than that... thing.

"If... If I.. If I tell you, would you let me live?" - He asked in a choked voice. The bastard actually thinks he deserves mercy for such a thing?! Heh.

"Mayhaps. that depends on what will you tell me, and what would I have to figure out by myself." - I said slowly and clearly, slightly releasing the grasp on his hair.

"I'll show you where they are then..." - He said, with this crazed glitter in his eyes... Somethig about this guy was freaky, and not the reguler freaky, more like the mentally unstable ones. However, knowing this case, he most probably is. ]

He led me to this corner in the woods not to far out from the city.

There, near an oak tree, he ponted at a little pile of muddy dirt, I ordered him to dig it up.

Fearfully, he walked over, and I kept my bow aimed at him.

He began digging with his chained, bare, fractured arms, weeping as he does so. When he was done, the pungent stench of decay hovered.

Inside the dig site, I found the three missing bodies of the reported infants, missing a bodypart here and there, with bite marks, sexual abuse signs, oh how I wanted to release the arrow.


"Alright, I've seen enough." - I said, nodding my head to him as an order for him to start walking by next to me and start heading back to the city.

It was sunset when we arrived to the jail, I let him in to his solitary cell and left with an eerie feeling. He really managed to make me twitch, and I've done and seen far worse things than I've seen today. Odd.



At about midnight, I left my office and head towards that sick bastard's cell.

In the entry, the facility's Sergeant saluted, I relieved him and told him that whatever happens tonight, he had no idea why or how it did happen. He nodded of course, without hesitation. Gotta love a good soldier.

I entered his solitary cell, heh, I bet he felt safe somehow in there.

He was sleeping, so tranquil suddenly did the monster seem, well, shame it didnt even tickle.

I slammed my fist right in to his previously broken nose, he woke up with a scream I quickly silenced with another fist to his jaw, he lost his consiousness.

I left the cell, only to return with a chair which I tied him to.

I sat on his bed, waiting in the darkness of this damp stone cell.

He woke up after about, lets say, half an hour? something like that.

He looked at me with a terrified face, I could notice that his pupils contracted in to a little black tiny dot out of fear, even in this darkness.

"Yo.... yo... yo..." - He kept mumbling, god damnit, just say it already, I thought to myself, even though all he could see was a very sinful smirk.

"YOU SAID YOU WOULD LET ME LIVE!" - He weeped, funny, you sound like those infants you molested, bastard.

"I did say that." - I nodded at him in the dark, as I did, I began igniting a little flame with my fingers, it shed some light on to my cold pale face.

"So... why are you here?" - He asked, I could smell his fear coming out of his bad-breathed as is mouth.

"Well, I did agree to let you live, Rodney." - I paused for a moment, the flame started to grow larger now, I rised, started to walk up to poor tied up Rodney.

"However", I stated, walking right behind him. "I never said for how long."

I touched his hair with my palm, he immidiatly combusted into a large flame, screaming and weeping at once, I walked back to his bed and sat, watching as the flames reflected from my eyes.

It was a beautiful sight, to see him suffer like that, slowly see his flesh burning and blistering. To see him scream to a volume where his vocal cords cannot carry, and to see his eyes stare at me with a sorrowful and beg for forgiveness in the last puny moments of his life as he turned to a crispy dish.


Oh lord forgive me, for his Punishment was barely enough.

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Cool, burn the fucker up. o.O

[foaloke]

Raw, brutal and ... a very fun read!

[PensivesWetness]

Raw, brutal and ... a very fun read!

after my fun day at work, that was a F*cking joy to read

Pity more molesters get to enjoy such a fate...

awesomely vile and apt, Macross Zer00, sir...

[Cynon]

There is a fine line between blackguard and paladin, i'm hardly sure where it is but i think that story nearly showed me.

[Ros-King]

There is a fine line between blackguard and paladin, i'm hardly sure where it is but i think that story nearly showed me.

And when you think about it, an equally fine line between what's "good and evil" in this world. And this showed just how blurred that line can be. Good show.

A very good read, kudos to you my friend.

[Johan Batara]

Badass Gabe ftw...dark, cool story. *Nods*

[Joos]

I am apalled!

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Great stuff!

[Mizbiz]

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The nose thing made me wince

[pyrokinetika]

Excellent, really excellent. The nose breaking... reminded me of an incident I had with a guy in high school, greasy little bastard...