A/N: The Assassin Dolls are really stirring things up! Wonder what'll happen next?

Chapter 15- A Reptilian In Captivity

"Just where are you taking me?" Isikan growled.

Kolachin smiled. "You'll see."

"I think now would be the best answer," Isikan replied.

Nusqial slapped him across the jaw. "If we said you'd find out, you will. Now shut up."

Isikan glared at him, a smirk on his face. "Oh, if I could only feel my arms. I would smack the shit out of you right now."

"Really, Isikan? I'd love to see you try," Irinis challenged.

"Fuck you," Isikan snarled. "All of you."

Nischelis grabbed Isikan's face. "You're in no condition to fight, Isikan. I would advise you not to try anything stupid."

Isikan replied to the remark by biting his captor's finger.

Nischelis was more than annoyed. "You're so gonna pay for that, Isiki."

"Go to hell," Isikan said.

"We're already from there," Junquian said. "Maybe we should take you with us."

"All right, cut it out," Tarnechis growled. "We're here."

"Toss him there," Nischelis said, tending to his hand. "And I'll deal with him after I'm done with my hand."

"What'd he do? Rip your hand off with his teeth?" Irinis asked.

"Once I tried to rip his head off," Nischelis grunted.

"Tie him to that tree," Tarnechis ordered.

"And stay there," Kolachin said, snickering.

"Where the fuck am I going to go, you dumbass?" Isikan growled. "I'm tied to a frigging tree, you idiot."

Kolachin's blood began to boil. "Why I oughta—."

"Oughta what? Flay me alive?" Isikan taunted.

"Oh, dear Lord," Aschinal grumbled. "Shut the fuck up, Isiki. You make my head hurt."

"And if I don't?" Isikan said.

Nischelis wrapped his fingers around Isikan's throat. "Keep it up, and you'll be dead within minutes. Got it?"

For the first time in his life, Isikan had nothing to say.

And that was beginning to trouble him.

All Isikan could do was shake his head—since Nischelis still had his hands around his throat.

"Good. Now we have an understanding. Be a good Reptilian and maybe we won't kill you—yet, that is. Tanil, get us some food," Nischelis said.

"Right away, brother dear," Tarnechis said. "Jinqui, you coming?"

"Of course," Junquian said, grabbing his bow and a few arrows. "Let's go."

"We'll be back in a bit," Tarnechis said.

"Be sure to get enough for all of us," Irinis said.

"Trust me," Junquian said. "We'll be fine."

"Good. Then go," Nischelis said. "Don't take too long."

"What do you want us to do?" Aschinal asked.

"Watch him. I'm going to do some thinking," Nischelis replied.

"Okay, sounds good," Irinis said. "You heard Nischi, we need to watch Isiki and see that he doesn't get away."

Kolachin, Aschinal, Nusqial, and Irinis looked at Nischelis as he walked away. "Now what do we do?"

"Just watching him is all we have to do," Nusqial said.

Meanwhile, Nischelis wandered off into the forest, wanting to be uninterrupted in his thoughts.

Suddenly, the sound of laughter took him out of his thoughts.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he wondered aloud. "Four lovely women—and boy, they were dumb enough to wander into demon territory. I think I should make them feel welcome."

He leapt into the nearest tree and made himself invisible to continue spying on his potential victims.

The laughter continued, until the women realized they were lost.

"I heard," one of them said, "that demons live in this part of the forest. Maybe we should get back before we get even more lost than we already are."

"Yeah," her friends said. "I don't want to be late getting home."

They began walking back in the direction they came from.

Until they realized they were really lost.

"Now what?" they said. "I don't remember all this being here."

I should make my move now—before they disappear, Nischelis thought.

As they began trying to figure out where they needed to go, a voice cut into the silence.

"I know how to get out of the forest, but I don't know if I should tell you."

All four women looked up in surprise. "Who said that?"

"I know how to get out of the forest, but I don't know if I should tell you."

"Show yourself," one of the women cried.

"As you wish," Nischelis said, showing himself to the frightened women.

"Who are you?" they asked.

"Just someone who knows this forest inside and out," Nischelis said. "So, how did you gals get lost?"

"We took a wrong turn," one of them said.

"Aww, that's so sad and too bad," Nischelis said. "I know a way out. Follow me."

Not one of the women realized they were being led further into the forest.

"Uh, where are we?" they asked. "And who are you again?"

"The name's Nischelis, and I wish I could tell you how to get out of here. But I'm getting awfully hungry, and you four look delicious."

"Demon," they yelled. "Run!"

Nischelis watched them run and started to laugh. "You won't get away that easily, my dears."

"Yeah, we will," one of the women challenged. "And we'll get to the end of the forest and you won't be able to get us."

Nischelis smiled. "Sounds like a challenge. I love challenges, especially when I win."

The women kept running into dead ends—and Nischelis—in their quest to leave the forest.

And they began to get tired—which wasn't the best thing to do.

A few minutes later, Nischelis captured his victims. He tied three of them to a tree and immediately took the fourth one, who was screaming her head off. Shoving her onto the grass, he proceeded to rip her clothes off. He then spread her legs apart and let his tongue do the talking for him.

That is, until he got even more insane with a mixture of lust and bloodlust—and let his hardened member do the rest of the talking for him.

"Don't hurt her!" the three bound women shouted.

Nischelis glared at them. "Shut up. Or I will make you."

"Please don't hurt me," the writhing woman underneath him begged.

"Aww," Nischelis murmured. "Don't worry your pretty head. I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, just let me taste you. Your scent is quite intoxicating."

"Let us go," the woman continued. "Please."

Nischelis pretended not to hear and continued taking her. "God, you're so damn delicious. Too bad I have to end the party."

"What?"

"Goodbye, my dear," Nischelis growled, sinking his fangs into her throat. When he was done, he looked at the other three. "Who's next?"

The remaining women shook in fear. "No! You can't have us—no way!"

"Is that so?" Nischelis asked. "You dare to tell me, the Sea Assassin, that I can't have you? Hah, that's a load of horseshit."

"I remember them saying there was an Assassin Demon that could control any form of water, but no one ever saw him," one of the remaining women said.

"Until now," Nischelis said. "I'm still hungry."

"Get away from us," the women yelled.

"Nope. Not going to happen," Nischelis hissed, ripping another woman from the tree she was tied to.

"No! I'll never submit to you," the woman yelled.

"You will," Nischelis said. "You will."

Just like her friend before her, she went to her death the same way. So did her two other friends.

After his huge feast, Nischelis wiped his mouth clean.

"Now that's what I call a meal," he sighed, calmly walking back to the middle of the forest.

When he got back, Tarnechis and Junquian had returned with two wild deer carcasses in tow.

"Mmm," Nusqial said. "Now that's going to be good eating."

"I'll say," Nischelis said.

"Isikan looks hungry too. At least it's not human blood, since I know he's not going to drink it," Aschinal teased.

"Fuck you," Isikan said.

"Not going to happen," Nischelis said.

Tarnechis laughed. "Wow, little brother, you look as if you had quite a walk. You're glowing."

"I did," Nischelis said. "It was a nice walk."

Kolachin and Junquian took one look at Nischelis and burst out laughing. "You got laid!" they yelled.

"How many?" Nusqial asked.

Nischelis groaned. "Only four. But their blood was sweet with the taste of fear mixed in. It was easier than I thought."

"Glad you had fun with your romp in the woods," Irinis said. "Isiki was such a good boy. No struggles."

"Were you, Isiki?" Junquian asked.

"Yes," Isikan said.

"Good. Good. Then there's nothing else to it," Kolachin said.

"Wonder if he knows he has no chance against destroying demons," Nusqial whispered to Aschinal.

"He knows," Aschinal whispered back. "Why else would he try to?"

"Because," Tarnechis said, a smile on his face, "if he tried to, he'd die by Nischi's hands alone in that attempt."

"Oh, totally," Irinis said. "That would be a bad thing to do, Isiki. So if you're thinking it, you'd better stop while you're ahead."

I'll stop when I've gotten rid of you monsters once and for all, Imniar thought.