King of Hearts
Chapter 35 – Burning A Man Already In Hell.
Normal POV, Gino's Bakery, Los Angeles.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A man's almost perfect scream was the only thing in the ears of the hitmen who continued to watch as they burned him alive from the face down.
As they pulled him back out from the brick oven, ash fell off in heaps from the remnants of what used to be fur and skin.
As the nearly hell-born wolf came out from the flames once more to stare at prompt echidna who continued to enjoy the sight of his victim, the echidna asked.
"Ready to beg yet?"
With the right side of his face burned to the near bone he replied.
"Go fuck yourself!"
As the words seemed faint, the echidna began to laugh.
"Haha! You think your tough don't you?!"
The wolf stared in nothing but pure anger as the echidna slowly made his way over to the side of the oven.
Gently the man pulled up on a fire poker to calmly run his fingers up to the tip.
"You tough guys are like cattle. And do you know what farmers do to bad cattle?"
Carefully placing the poker in the fire pit, the wolf began to try and shake his hands free from the rope that bound him to the chair.
After some seconds of grunts and groans, the echidna took out the poker to approach the front of the now panicking wolf.
With a smile the echidna whispered to him.
"They burn them."
With only one wide eye left, the wolf began to scream in pure agony as the echidna pushed the poker deep through his crisp right eye.
Laughter soon came from the echidna as the poker pushed all the way through the eyeball.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
As the screams went on and the eye was being melted into nothing but goo, the echidna pull back on the handle to watch as the poker came back out with what was left of the eye on the end of the stick.
Slowly the wolf began to dangle in the seat, as the echidna gently pulled on the punctured eye till it came off in two thick broken parts due to the heat.
Calmly keeping them both in his palm, the echidna knelt down to lift back on the wolf's head.
Boiled blood swept out from the empty socket as he locked his last good eye on the evil man.
With force, he squeezed on the remains of the eye and said.
"Your my bitch now. Hahahahahahahahaha!"
The wolf's growl turned into a demonic pattern of pure rage as the echidna pressed his laughter deeper into the whole bakery.
The two men behind laughed along as nothing but wrath swept clean through the veins of a broken man. And in a split sense of the evil's will, the wolf snapped free of the ropes that bound him and charged down the echidna who instantly began to yell.
"Kill him!"
In just as fast, the wolf sent a tragic blow down at the man and watched from above as the echidna was knocked out cold.
In fear, the men opened up fire.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
From most of the action two rounds missed, but as the wolf looked back at the panicking souls, their one lucky bullet connected right into his shoulder. But with nothing but a burned soul, the wolf charged sending one back into the oven door and the other off onto the floor.
In force and with heavy ashed hands, the wolf sent the scared man's head down straight into the coals.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
In seconds the body went limp and the wolf released his head leaving him in the oven.
As this went on, the only moving man ran for the exit.
Quickly grabbing the poker that was on the ground, the wolf screamed.
"YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE!"
Just as the screams came to earth's ears, the poker went flying straight at the man's back.
In force, the poker went clean through and continued to drag him into the nearby wall.
Letting his anger breath clean through, the wolf smiled widely with only half his remaining face as the poor kid bled out along the wall.
Ash ran clean with the blood as the wolf's attention went back to the just coming through echidna; who had a small trail of his own blood running down his mouth.
Immediately grabbing hold of him, the burned wolf began to drag him towards the oven where the body of one dead man already waited.
Sensing the danger, the echidna began to fight back by sending his fingers into the wolf's burned face.
In pure rage, he responded with another hook and replied further by sending his arm into the fire.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Skin melted faster with the direct contact. And roughly pulling it out the wolf shouted.
"I never beg, but you will when you reach hell!"
Widening his eyes, the echidna was forced head first into the oven.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The screams were so sweet. And in complete loss of his position, the wolf sent the rest of his legs in after him till the echidna was fully resting on the coals, on fire, and slowly melting in place and panic.
With a dark smile, the oven door was forced closed. After the wolf pushed out the body of the echidna's dead partner, the screams of a begging, burning man could barely be heard through the metal surface of the frame.
Twig's POV.
"Ahhh...uhhhh...ahhk!"
Letting my smile drag out, I pulled away from the door to make my way slowly out to the main room. But before I could exit I locked my eye on the barely alive body that I had forced into the wall alongside the door-frame.
"Uhhhhk!" Blood poured out from his mouth as his eyes gently ran into my cold dead ones.
Only half my face could be felt. I could only smile halfway through as he looked to me in fear.
"Help me." He begged as I put my hand on the end of the poker that was stuck in his gut, to ask in a bloody force.
"Where's Ross?!"
Blood gently dripped out from his mouth as he began to cry to the pain of death touching his shoulder.
Roughly forcing his view back to my scorched face I asked again.
"Where's...Ross?"
Staring into my eyes, he replied very slowly.
"Venus...Venus Dockyard."
Letting my hand stay on the poker, I then asked.
"Why does he want me dead?"
Gently shutting his eyes to my words, I grew angered and immediately slapped the edge of his cheeks softly to wake him up from his cold slumber.
"Why?"
Calmly and with half opened eyes he replied.
"The girl. Don Verno's daughter."
My left eye grew more opened as he finished his words.
"He's using her to get money from him. He's going to be leaving and...?"
Quickly getting him to stop, I asked real quick.
"Does he have her?"
Nodding slowly he replied.
"He's going to kill her once he gets the money. He's...he's...nuts...ugh!"
Slowly the man died before me as I knew what had to be done now.
Quickly pulling off the poker, I made my way back outside to stumble out to the car. My condition was severe no matter how much adrenaline I have in stock. If I don't get stable I'm going to pass out before I can even get there.
As I fell into the driver's seat, I looked to the glove box to find some loose rags inside along with a bottle of whiskey. Checking the bottle to see it was still fresh I smiled and tried to laugh a little at whoever was driving this car previously. Guy must have been bored out of his mind or making Molotov's.
Ether way, I quickly took hold of the bottle and lowered the mirror so that I could see my face. As it came within view, I raised up my hand.
My fingers ran from such a clean set of fur to the point where I felt my skull. I could feel the bone at parts of it. And as I made my way down to my mouth I closed my right eye to the touch of my whole cheek missing. I felt only my jaw and burned gums. I was half and half. I was now the Greek tragedy of the current world.
Gently putting some of the whiskey on the cloth, I held my breath in fear of the pain to come, but managed to force myself to apply it to my burnt skin and muscle.
The second the rag made contact I immediately began to scream in my seat.
"Aghhhhhhhh!"
Roughly pulling away, I breathed in through my nose to try and suppress the pain where it was. And that was everywhere.
With the will to keep going, I splashed more on the rag and forcefully pinned it around the rim of my mouth and burned gums.
"Ughhhhhhh!"
I felt like I was choking myself due to the missing cheek I no longer possessed. But with all I had I put more on the rag and looked right into the mirror to stare at the hole where my right eye used to be. With nothing left but the pain I already knew was coming, I slowly pushed the rag in till it reached the back which I assume was my skull.
Every bit of pain I kept in, but as my left eye began to cry; I let out a thick moan of severe agony from within.
After it was all done, I lowered my head to the steering wheel to breath in a horrible way. It felt like I was only able to get air through half of my nose and wind pipes.
Letting the rag and bottle rest on the passenger seat next to me, I tried to calmly relax my nerves so I wasn't going to pass out. I had to go after Ross now if I wanted to get him. I can't afford to rest.
With my eye shut and my hand reaching for the key to the ignition, I got on the engine to try and refocus on the road ahead.
If anything, I had to help Claire. She's not my kid nor my responsibility, but I'm against kids getting hurt. Especially from Ross. That prick will rue the day he turned his back on me. I'm going to make sure he suffers. Then when he gets to hell the devil won't have too much to do with him. Cause I'll have already done most of it for him.
Getting my last remaining eye to stay open and focus on the road, I slowly pushed on the gas pedal to get heading for that dockyard. Soon Ross will be mine. And if he's as smart as he likes to think then he'll know the second he sees me he better run, or hide. But ether way...he's going to pay.
Well Twig is mad. Please leave a love and a hug to support my writing and always let me know what you think. I can't do this without all of you.
mT Shadow.
