The God Key Chapter Nine

Betrayal: Part Three

Abby wasn't a great driver under normal circumstances, and it killed her to admit that. But driving a giant SUV, with a map on the steering wheel, and trying to load a gun with the other hand while going 30 miles faster than the speed limit was making her driving more erratic than normal. Driving wasn't her strong suit, and her near majestically awfully bad driving is really what forced her to become an avid jogger. She'd rather run than drive.

Abby turned the big vehicle sharply pushing it up on two wheels and back safely to the street. Hoagie's mansion neared at the end of the street, great clouds of smoke billowing out of the smoldering half-collapsed house. No one noticed as she pressed down harder on the accelerator, no one noticed the truck speeding toward the gate but they did notice when she rammed the gates, bounced over three guards and drove directly into the house. She slammed the brakes skidding into an expensive couch and through an interior wall.

She jumped out of the vehicle with a fully loaded single-barrel shot gun in her hands and an Uzi slung across her chest. Guards appeared and she dropped them with a single shot to the chest each. She pumped the gun and charge forward into the house.

Hoagie watched Abby's arrival laughing at her devil-may-care attitude concerning the lives of his guards from the small surveillance monitor. This was too perfect, all of them in the house. Nigel though he was being so sneaky, but Hoagie felt him the second he entered the house, he felt his eyes watching him while he slaughtered his little brother, and tasted Nigel's vomit as he cleaned the machine. And now, Abby was here with him. This was amazing, like a child's first Christmas. He felt giddy, and let an uncharacteristically jubilant giggle escape his lips.

Too perfect.

There was a knock at his door, "Enter." Hoagie called.

"We got the bomber." A guard said dragging Iva into the room and dropping her on the floor in front of his lord.

Hoagie turned and was genuinely surprised, "Iva?"

She didn't respond but spat on what she figured was his shoes based on his smell and the sound of his voice. "Kill me."

He bent low and pulled her to her feet by her elbow. "I will."

He prepared to snap her neck when something caught his eye. Tears in hers, and a certain expression on her face. She wasn't being defiant in her final moments she was committing suicide. He softened and pulled her close, "Iva, Iva, Iva… my sweet, what pain is that pretty little head of yours hiding?"

With those words he placed his thumbs over her useless eyes and pushed them into her head. He pulled up her memories and began to laugh.

Wally was leading, with Nigel and Abby on his tail. He willed himself not to turn and rip Nigel in two and concentrated on getting them out. He was following the smoke and the noise, to find an exit. There was a monstrous crash above his head and he heard gun shots. Something was going on above him.

"Hear that?" Nigel called.

"Yeah."

"Let's head that way." Nigel ran past him and took his place as leader. He led them through a series of rooms, through a garage, and burst through the door. Abby swung the gun and got a single shot off at the sound of the door bursting open behind her startled her.

Wally, always the quicker of the two, grabbed Nigel by the back of his head and slammed him on the floor, ducking himself, and pulling Kuki into a crouch by the front of her dress. The door framed exploded.

Abby lowered the gun to reveal a big smile. "Hey!"

Nigel stood, "What the hell Abby?"

She laughed sheepishly, "Sorry?" she offered coming to over them. "Aren't you happy to see me?"

Nigel smiled despite her almost having blown his head off. Yeah he was happy to see her. He opened his arms for her, but she blew right past him into Kuki's embrace. They squealed in delight and hugged each other, and then began to compliment each other's looks.

Nigel and Wally stood next to each other.

"We're trying to escape a homicidal pseudo demon that has killed most of our friends and unmade existence and you two find time to talk about each other's hair?" Wally mused.

Both girls turned, "Shut up!"

"You have another gun?" Kuki asked. Abby pulled the uzi over her head and handed it to her. "I don't know how to use this."

Abby grinned, "It's an uzi, point, pull the trigger and spray in a bath and forth motion. Basically, pretend you're watering grass."

"Done."

"Can we go?" Wally asked.

"Iva first." Nigel said, taking the lead once more and moving toward the Whiteroom. He turned, "Can I trust you two behind me with guns?"

Both girls scowled at him, and Abby muttered something about him better being able to duck. He sniggered to himself, drew his own handgun and charged further into the house. They followed, One, followed by Three, holding Four's hand, and Five guarding their back.

"Just like old times." Nigel muttered to himself, ducking as a guard appeared in front of him. The man was literally ripped in two from kuki's uzi's spray of bullets. Behind him the shotgun bellowed and another guard was blow into a wall, his head looking like a tomato missing a large bite. Two guards appeared to their side coming down the hallway to meet them. Wally yelled ready for the fight, and dove into the men.

Old times indeed.

Hoagie was in her brain, surfing her neurotransmitters, and caressing her memories with his darkness. He saw her pain; betrayal, her love and bestfriend making love, no, there was nothing tender about their union, it was a dalliance of battling tigers, fighting for supremacy. It was raw, powerful, fierce, and carnal. They weren't making love, they were fucking.

He watched it all, through her senses, and perverted the information she had. He took that memory and added a picture. Wally smiling, kissing Kuki, and taking her every way he could imagine. Forcing his member into every orifice, the entire time he mused about how much better Kuki was that Iva. Hoagie told Iva that Wally never loved her, and perhaps he hadn't, but he put terrible feelings into her. He grabbed her hatred for them and pulled it forward in her brain; he gave it power and personality, and made it strangely comforting. He offered her own anger to her like a delicious meal feeding it to her piece by piece until she was full and that's all she could feel.

"Iva, what is it you want?" He said aloud, thumbs still in her eyes.

"I… Hate." Was all she managed.

"Tell me what you want me to do."

"Kill." She said.

"Will you help me?"

"Yes, but I want something in return."

"Anything, my Love." He told her.

Love? Her brain liked that endearment. Yes, she could love Hoagie. And why not? He treated Kuki well enough. Food, water, sex. Sure he punished her, but it was nothing she didn't deserve. Atleast that's what Hoagie implanted in her mind. She believed it.

"I want the power to get them."

Hoagie laughed and pulled his fingers out of her eyes, they healed physically but she still had no sight. "You want power my Love?" he questioned again, this time sure to emphasis the word 'Love'.

"Yes."

"Open your mouth."

She did. He produced a single polydust pill from his pocket and put it in his mouth before placing his lips on hers and pushing it into her warm mouth with his tongue. Then he kissed her as Wally never could, nearly bringing her to orgasm with a single kiss.

The pill dissolved in her mouth, she could taste the hum of power on her tongue.

"Make a wish my Love."

Iva did. She wished for the power to kill them both, to make them suffer as she had. She wanted to taste their blood and eat their hearts. She wanted claws to tear at them, and teeth as sharp as razors to feed upon them. She wanted to be faster than Wally, and more graceful that Kuki and her dancer's legs. She wanted to be stronger than Wally, and more beautiful than Kuki. She wanted to be more than they could ever be together, so she could rip their souls asunder.

When she finished her silent prayer, she was all she ever wanted.

"They'll come for you; Nigel won't give up on anyone. Go with them, get all of their forces together and send me a location. I'll leave Wally and Kuki to you; but remember I need their organs and blood. Give me Abby… Do what you wish to Nigel, and I'll take care of the rest."

"If I'm not in the white room they'll be suspicious." She said. "I imagine Nigel has found them and they will be there coon."

Hoagie nodded, liking the way his new accomplice thought. He went to a table and picked up a radio while searching his security monitors for them. The garage, together. Perfect. "All guards, all of you left alive anyway, intruders in sector V. Do not shoot to kill, slow them."

Hoagie nodded, "That should by you time my Love."

She nodded taking her first step as a Demi-god. Her hips swayed like a boat on the ocean, each movement more dangerous than the last. Hoagie found himself unable to stop looking at them, she sashayed to him and placed her lips on his, kissing him deeply.

His hand moved down and squeezed her firm rump, appreciating it. He liked what she tasted like: anger and power. And though she was nowhere near as powerful as him, what she lacked in strength she made up with in rage. He realized he hadn't perverted her mind as much as he thought, he merely brought those feelings to the surface. She was just as evil as him and that pleased him.

He broke their kiss and picked up the radio once more. "Shoot to kill. Prevent them from getting to the White room at all costs." He knew the guards wouldn't be able to kill them, but they would fight harder now. It should buy him enough time. He turned back to Iva already seated on his desk, her legs already spread for him.

He let a sly smile play on his lips as he moved to her. "I will show you a pleasure beyond anything a mortal will give."

"And I will serve you as no mortal can." She replied. Iva laid back and let the darkness enter her and enjoying every minute of it.

Author's Notes

-Oh my!

A. Jones