Follow up to Evil
Playtime
Risho had finally found Love Planet; she stepped into the dark bar and crimson eyes scanned the tiny room. It didn't look like much at first, an old rock n roll song played from the jukebox and the men exchanged glances with each other; she sneered, the slobs weren't her type.
She'd barely gotten comfortable on the bar stool when three of them approached, towering over her in her seated position and pressing against her; her eyes narrowed at the selection of liquor across the bar and she ignored every chat up line they tried on her.
They were too close to swing Red Queen, and she didn't feel like drawing attention with Blue Rose; the bringer flexed, glowed and swiped the neck of the man to her left, and then pressed his Adams Apple to the chest of the man on her right. It took a minute for the men to realize what was happening and it allowed Risho to lick a chunk of flesh from under a talon of her demonic arm.
3….2….1
"Holy shit!" the man screeched and let the bloody chunk drop to the floor. "You…you killed him!"
"What was your first clue? His throat in your hand or the body on the floor?" She stood and swiped his neck with the talons and his friend ran for the door; the devil arm shot out and she snapped his neck.
As smirk.
The other men - even the bar man - met the same fate and as the music stopped she could hear a rumble of a beat from a door she'd missed across the room. She strolled over and opened it, her eyes blinded momentarily by the flashing lights; when they cleared, she found the room full of cheering men and erotic dancers. There had to be…fifty, maybe sixty, people inside - the loud music would drown out their screams.
Risho reached for Red Queen. A wicked grin.
"Let's have a blood bath!"