Part 7

The silver haired beauty continued to walk leading me to who knows where until one of the doors to our left burst open and an old geezer stomped out, only this geezer was not like the one I had taken care of prior to coming here. He was built like a brick wall with muscles bulging here and there. I raised a brow at this thinking him quite an oddity among the stereotype of old men that filled this pathetic planet. After spotting us, with heavy steps he began to make his way to my guide. She did not flinch or act surprised so I figured that this was something that happened daily for her. In a flash he had her pinned to the right wall clutching her by her left arm and throat. I didn't understand what he was yelling to her since my focus was now on his hands, where they were. I felt enraged seeing the young woman who had easily dealt with those vermin from before now letting herself take this brute's assault. I was enraged, enraged with her and with the man strangling her, but most of all I was enraged with myself. I just stood there silent like a statue when her eyes were calling out for help. It was faint but I could see that she was crying for someone to save her. Finally my vision began to clear and I knew what to do. I had a goal and set out to do it. Making my way forward I began to run then launched my foot forward into the man's side. I got his attention, but the blow hardly fazed him. This is going to be tough He flung her to the side leaving her gasping for breath and turned on me. "Hmmm what kind of little runt has this whore brought back?" He sneered at me, and I just looked at him with a cool and calm gaze, but inside I wanted him dead. He was quick, much quicker than any human I had seen in his age and he soon had me pinned just like her. I felt the life being squeezed out of me as he held me by the throat with both of his meaty hands. No choice! I opted for the last and worst option that I had. My nails soon extended into claws and I sent my hand into his arm which finally earned me howl of pain. Such a sweet sound now came from the brute and I loved it. I wanted to hear more and I began to rapidly pierce each of his arms with my demonic claws drawing dark crimson that began to pool around us as it dripped. By then he had let go of me and I decided to end it. Without hesitation I aimed straight for the right of his upper torso ripping through skin and flesh to the pulsing heart underneath. Once I had reached that I squeezed with all I had and wrenched my arm back. I couldn't stop myself for I was now in a frenzy driven by the desire to feed upon the now lifeless corpse, and so I did. When I was done I realized what a bloody mess I was and looked to my side to see that Esper had not left. She was looking at me not with horror but with eyes of filled with wonder. Here I was drenched in blood and smelling of the foul existence that I had ended and she was smiling.