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The rock was cold from the cool spring morning. I laid back and stared up into the trees. As I was looking up I started to see faces in the entwined limbs and branches of the trees. They were looking down at me, every time the wind blew they would change and move. I felt like they were watching me just as I was watching them. It was somewhat comforting to know that someone was there with me. I kept thinking about life and how things are changing. The other me, let me say that im not crazy, I know that the other one is just another side of myself. It is hard to describe the feeling inside of me when that part of me takes over, the easiest way I can think of is by saying that there are two of us. The other me seemed to know a lot more about what we were doing. I knew that there was a greater purpose and that I would change the world, but I had no idea how that would come to be yet. I have this feeling that I was important, very important. That the world needed me and my name would end up in huge letters someday. It was an incredible feeling. Right now I am in training, I am learning my craft and honing my skills.
I must have drifted off while lying there because I found myself in that dark room again. The red eyes stared at me from everywhere. Then the fire, but instead of a burst flames shot up everywhere and stayed. The entire place lit up and it was huge, it went on for as far as I could see. The sky was deep red and smoke filled it like clouds. Although surrounded by fire I was not hot at all, I felt comfortable, I felt at home. The demons that had been staring knelt to one knee and bowed. I stood straight up and through my arms into the air. I felt so powerful. And all at once, it ended.
My eyes shot open and he was with me, we were together again. And we felt stronger than ever. We got to our feet and ran off toward the fort. We didn’t care how long it had been or if she had rested enough, it was time. She heard me coming this time because we could hear her start to cry out loud. We came through the doorway and we could tell that she saw that other us. Her body tensed up and she pulled on the ropes at her arms. Her eyes were huge and bulging. We knelt by her side and placed our hand on her stomach. Drawing in a deep breath we stood back up and went to the table. We took off our shirt and picked up the rabbits foot and put it back around our neck. Then the small pocket knife that was so dear to us. We went back to Edith and held it up so she could see it. Not a word spoken between us, she began to screech through her ruined tongue and pull at all of the ropes. Our voice was firm “Edith, if you keep that up we will stretch this out longer than you could ever want, we will consume your soul.” She instantly relaxed.
We knelt again by her side and slid the knife to the back of her ankle. We ran the blade through the skin at the back of the ankle hoping to cut the Achilles tendon. It’s not that easy to cut through. We had to saw back and forth a few times to get it to cut through. When it did sever it pulled up under her skin real fast. Edith was screaming but we couldn’t hear her, we were in the zone. We cut the other tendon much more smoothly. That wasn’t enough, we wanted to see where it went. We ran the blade up each side of the calf and across just under the knee, cutting all the way through the skin. With a little effort we grabbed the loose skin and peeled it off revealing the dark, bloody ball of muscle that when it had been stretched out had been her calf. We laid the piece of flesh across her bare stomach.
Without noticing what we were doing, the want to feel her blood washed over us and we cut her calf loose from the connecting tendons and veins. We lifted the ball of muscle up and showed it to her. This was the first time we had looked at her face sense this started and we noticed that she looked very faint, like she might be in shock. But when she saw the muscle in our hands her eyes grew and she continued screaming at the top of her lungs. We took the bloody lump to the table and sat it next to the tools. Then our eyes caught on our hands. The blood was everywhere. We rubbed it together in our hands and up our arms. Electricity buzzed through our body again, our muscles twitched and our vision went red. We rubbed the blood all over our chest and face. It smelled so good. We licked our lips and the coppery taste hit our tongue, it was incredible. Our head spun with pleasure and joy. We looked back her way and realized that she had passed out. Her chest was still moving but the pain must have been too much. She was bleeding a lot and wouldn’t last too much longer, but an image of her heart beating inside of her chest raced through our mind. We needed to see it, we wanted to feel the last attempt to pump in our hands before she was finished.
We walked over to her and slapped her face. She didn’t respond, she didn’t even move. We were pissed and kicked her hard in the side. Then again, and she coughed and winced in pain. We reached down and slapped her cheek again, our voice rumbled “Wake up you filthy bitch! We’re not done with you!” Her eyes opened just a slit, but we were happy with that. We made sure she was focused on us and straddled her waist. We knew she could feel my erect penis through my jeans but didn’t care. We took the small blade and pushed it through the skin just under her clavicle. Her eyes opened wide again and that was all we needed, we had her attention.
The blade ran down her chest between her breasts, splitting the skin open inch by inch. Blood seeped out of the cut as it went. It was a beautiful site. We ran the blade all the way down to the bottom of her rib cage. Then just beneath her breast we made another cut from side to side. We could tell she was screaming by the way her chest was moving. We peeled back the flaps of skin that we had made revealing her ribs and the fatty mass of muscle where her breasts are. An amazing feeling had come over us, this was an opportunity to see the life flow out of her but we had to work fast. We could see the life leaving her as we went. After getting the skin peeled back we couldn’t figure out how to get through her ribs. Panicked fluttered over us as her life drained away. We had to get there, we jumped up and ran to the tool box. There had to be something there, something… “Hammer!” I heard myself yell.
We jumped back on her stomach and her eyes popped open again but only briefly. We yelled “Woman!” we could see her eyes peel back just a slit. We raised the hammer above our head and brought it down hard on the right side of her chest. There was a loud cracking sound as I watched two of her ribs shatter. “Perfect.” We did it a couple more times on each side destroying her rib cage. We hurriedly pulled out all of the broken chunks of bone revealing a lot of parts we had only seen in small animals, but there wasn’t time to really enjoy it. We could see how shallow the beats of her heart were. We reached down and slid our left hand under it. The feeling shooting through our body was absolute perfection. Our eyes looked up into hers which had opened wide again. The moment was upon us.
We didn’t squeeze or pull on her little bloody heart. We leaned in close to her face and whispered “Thank you, this was amazing, you were wonderful.” We kissed her gently on the lips and stared deeply into her eyes. Her heart beat had slowed and lightened and our smile was the last thing she saw as her soul left her body. We watched as the last beat ended and her blood stopped pumping. We felt her power drain into us, a surge of life shot through us as we watched her disappear.
We sat like that for another five or ten minutes, then we collapsed on top of her. Everything was absolutely perfect. We slipped out of consciousness and passed out on top of her bloody raw body. Clean up would come later, right now we just needed this feeling all over.
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