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at Deqwea, "He may be be strong enough to replace of you, or be one with the Iligesium. Wouldn't that make me happy?!"

Deqwea suddenly turned furious, turning her hands into fists. She wanted to beat the Professor up so badly, she wanted to shove her hand down his throat and pull out his intestines.

"Professor, you better watch that ugly ass mouth of yours, I'll fuckin' beat the shit out of you, bitch ass," said the man with the long hair, Deliqious.

"Just go, everyone already have a head start," said Arphredite in her mono tone.Before she knew, they were all gone. She faced at the Professor, "What are you going to do now?"

He smiled, "We watch, let us enjoy the fun."

"I wonder who is going to get them first?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's going to be M-0." The Professor turned away, heading back to his main office, followed by Arphredite.


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Filled with Red

Yue Thao

Dark Destination 8:

Filled with Red


He removed his hand from the monster's huge broad chest; rubbery and oily from the inside. Yellow liquid began to spill from the hole in the monster's chest as he gasped for air.

The man stepped aside from the experimented monster who was once human, and allowed the massive body to fall, head first. The man turned around and faced Kavierra, flicking his hand to remove the yellow blood that stained his skin.

"Let's get going, girl. I don't want to be wasting time right now, knowing that there's more coming back for us," he said in that very unpleasant tone. Kavierra could tell that the man wasn't happy with this shit at all.

"There's m-more?" Kavierra asked, still exhausted.

The man nodded his head. He knew that there were more coming, those low levels who use to be humans—who still had some humanity left in them. He walked towards Kavierra and pulled her up to her feet. "Let's go," he said.

Kavierra looked up at him, staring at his bare neck as they start to walk. She closed her eyes, unable to hear blood rushing through his veins, underneath the soft, tender, demon skin. Kavierra gulped, trying to maintain herself. What's going on with me? She gulped again, pushing down her hunger.

Hunger.

Was she really that thirsty for blood? What happened to her that made her thirst for such a thing?

She opened her eyes, just in time to find that the man was looking at her. "What?" she asked, hoping that he hadn't quite noticed anything—or noticed nothing at all would be better.

"N-nothing..” Kavierra looked away from the man and tried not to stutter while she spoke, “Nothing at all.”

The man continued to drag Kavierra down the long gray, winding hallway that seems to have more hallways intersecting, leading down to another dark hallway that seemed to have no room at the end. Every hallway that they passed, Kavierra would stare into them, hoping that there was nobody dangerous there. She didn't want to see a fight that involved killing in it right now, at the moment; all she wanted was to rest and fall asleep. But wishing for a sleep right now was impossible, since the whole point of this was to find and save T'shawn. Anyone who dared hurt him would end up dead anyway.

The man immediately stopped, causing Kavierra's eyes to jerk open. Her gaze fell upon what the man was looking at.

The man smiled, licking his lips. “My, my, another monster that we must tame,” he said. Kavierra looked at the man, wondering who was he talking about. Kavierra couldn't sense anything. “But, this time, the game of tag should be even much fun, right?”

Kavierra whole body began to have goose bumps. She began to shiver and the dizziness started. At first, she couldn't tell why she was shivering, except knowing that something big was coming this way. What was it though?

“Oh?” said an unfamiliar voice, “You weren't on the wanted list.”

Kavierra gulped, shaking heavily. What's going on? she thought to herself, This is the first time that this is happening. She gripped onto her shoulders to prevent herself from visibly shaking even further. What is this feeling?

The man pushed Kavierra back a little. He signaled her to sit on the floor and lean against a wall. She obliged, panting for some weird reason. “A-aren't y-you s-scared?” Kavierra managed to speak, pushing aside her fears. The man looked at Kavierra with those questioning eyes.

“You ain't use to this situation, aren't you? You might as well sit back behind this time and let me handle this,” he answered. Kavierra felt something grabbed onto her waist and thigh. Whatever it was, it forced her to sit down properly. She was left leaning against the wall. Kavierra's teeth began to chatter; she felt like she could burst out crying right now, but at the same time, she wanted to sleep.

The girl came out of the dark, revealing her face. She had long dark pink hair that reached down to her back, abnormal green eyes that wasn't the same color of green that other normal people had. She was somewhat dark skinned, her face was kind of long, revealing a small nose. She had long, well-manicured nails that were red. Bracelets hung from her wrists. She had dark pink clothes that was a little bit too revealing. Her clothes rather looked like sashes that wrapped around her body to hide her private parts, parts that she wouldn't want people to see. For some weird reason, it showed the cleavage of her breast, her legs arms and her bare clean back that seem to have no pimples at all.

The grip on Kavierra's legs and thigh had loosened up for a few seconds, then wrapped around Kavierra's arms, legs, and waist, preventing her to move freely. Then she felt something warm wrapping around her, warm and comfortable.

Kavierra soon began to have images in her head. This warmth, she said inside her head, I know this warmth. Kavierra felt like she was being protected, she recognized the smell that tightly wrapped around her. What was it? No, not what... she remembered someone carrying her, rocking her back and forth, trying to hush her cries down. She remembered being hungry and tired, she also remembered being scared. It's... who is it? Her eyes began to droop; something was forcing her sleep. She shook her head, fighting down her drowsiness that was trying to overtake her.

“List? What list?” the man asked.

The woman giggled, which turned the man's smile into a frown. He was getting rather impatient about this type of stuff, especially when they don't answer his question. The girl eyed him with interest, looking up at the man's head and down, then looked behind him at Kavierra. “I want that girl,” she said, “She ain't your friend, right?”

“No shit, she ain't my friend at all,” he responded.

The girl smiled even wider, twirling her pink hair, “Not girlfriend?”

“No....” The man smiled, hiding his real expression underneath that smile. Kavierra knew real well that he was. The man touched his neck and brought his hand down, tugging down his shirt collar. “Not at all,” he finished his sentence.

She walked toward Kavierra, who was leaning against the wall, almost falling down to the floor, but the invisible grip had prevented her from falling completely flat on the floor. “You won't be needing her then,” she said, passing by the man. She walked closer and closer to Kavierra, reaching out, showing her red nails that looked like it was painted with blood.

It was blood.

Kavierra stayed put where she was sitting, not hesitating to move out of reach from this strange enemy. “How long?” Kavierra asked.

The woman tilted her head to the side while reaching out. “How long what? Being here? For a long time, that I can assure you.”

There was a splashing noise.

The girl with the pink hair looked down at the floor, spotted red on the floor. Blood, she thought, who's blood is it?

Her hand has fallen off her arm, hitting the floor with a thud that seems to be the only noise that was in that hallway. Her eyes widened, shocked from what have just happened. How has this happened?! she wondered. She looked up at Kavierra, who was still dangling.”You,” she said, “You did this, didn't you?! This is why the Professor wanted you! You're just like him!” she yelled furiously.

Just like him? Kavierra thought for a moment, Who's him?

Kavierra finally looked at her, straight in the eye, breathing hard. “Me? No, I didn't,” she responded.

“Th-then...” she paused for a moment, then suddenly, she spun herself around, quickly became more alerted.

“Who said that you can touch her?” The man bit his finger, allowing blood to drip and hit the floor. As the blood hit the floor, it began to turn into a spiky ball and crystallized.

The woman looked up at the man; her eyes widened. The man's face was furious and annoyed. “I hate bitches like you. You attempt to make a move without even thinking that I might be your enemy? What bitches think like that? Didn't you see me with her? Didn't you see that I was right in front of her? Didn't you see how calm the girl was when you walked up to her? Why did you think that I signaled her to sit down? Why did you ask me if I had a girlfriend? The girl wasn't even scare of you when you got closer to her, didn't you see that?”

The woman went to cover her bleeding arm, forcing herself to quickly regenerate.

“Fucking low life. What were you thinking when you found out that I didn't have a girlfriend? Did you actually think that YOU could be with me?” The man walked closer to the woman, moving the blood that was crystallized along with him.

She immediately twitched, backing away from him and moved closer to Kavierra. The man moved his arm upward, causing the drop of frozen blood to liquefied just a little bit, allowing itself to form into a whip. The whip immediately smashed against the floor, right close to the woman, between Kavierra and the enemy.

“W-who are you?! What—what are you?!” the woman yelled, half frightened.

“What am I?” he asked himself, “Who and what the fuck are you to ask me that? Wait,” he lifted his hand up, signaled wait with his palm facing out, “You're a experimental bitch who is probably enjoys being one and glad not to be human. Now, answer the who part.”

The woman smirked at first, then she started to chuckle and laugh out loud. “A man