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Stephen Greenwood presents

The Dark Hunt

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Revenge
Transformation
Dark Fantasy

Chapter 8 of 8

Chapter 8

"Now for you", I said turning back to face Scarlett, now I have to admit, I wasn't at all sure what to expect From her. Maybe something along the lines of a complete hissy fit, you know the type were you start screaming that you'll destroy everyone. What I didn't expect was what I actually found, which was her still kneeling on the ground. Only now she had settled back onto her heels, with her back strait, her head high and her hands folded in her lap.

No, what truly shocked me was the look in her dark blue eyes, it was one of pure joy, mixed with an almost sadomasochistic excitement. and beneath it all, a dark hunger. It was almost as if watching Shauna die, and the way in which she died had Fueled something dark inside her. All I could do was stare at her. I quickly took a deep breath to clear my head, once I was sure I could think clearly. "hey, bitch. What with that look in your eyes", I snapped, "It's kinda creepy".

"What look, I don't have a look", she blurted, her eyes shifted away, and she started playing with her heir. It was one of her many nervous tell's. "You know, the one that makes you look like the proverbial cat that got the cream", I replied. "Oh that one" she mused. "Oh! that one, thats easy". She said, as her gaze dipped and the tip of her tongue peek out from between her slightly parted full red lips, "because I am, and I have."

She looked up at me, her head tilted slightly to the right. Then her expression turned serious. "you're going to kill me aren't you", she said, it was a simple statement of fact, and before I could formulate any reply. She cut me off. "Don't bother to deny it. You wouldn't have killed Shauna in front of me, if I wasn't dying myself", she said. "And that doesn't bother you?". I shot back. I couldn't believe she was being so off hand. "Why should it, I want to die, I've always wanted to die", she replied.

That statement almost floored me, I needed a moment to get my head around it. " You actually want to die, why. You have everything", I said. "Exactly and it means jack shit to me, especially when held up against what I trully want". She replied. "And what is it that you really want?", I asked, because I wanted to know what meant more to her, than what she already had.

"Didn't you ever wonder why I'm such a raving bitch to everyone", she asked me, and I could see she just wanted the truth. "Not really, I've always just accepted that's just who you are", I replied with a shrug. "I see, well that's disappointing". She said and shook her head. "It seams that I'll have to enlighten you, the simple truth is buttons. everyone has that one button, that if push hard enough for long enough. that person will snap and strike back at the button pusher". she said, and I understood. "You like pushing people's buttons, but that doesn't answer my question", I told her. "Oh but it does", she said. "You see I've been looking for that one person who if pushed hard enough, will strike back and kill me. I want to be the Villain who dies, at the hands of the hero. Who has nothing more to lose". she said.

I realized in that moment that if I killed her now, I would be playing into her hands. I want'd revenge, not to make her death fantasy a reality. "Don't!, don't you dare try to back out". She snapped. "You want me dead, and I want to die, this is fate. You will fuck me to death, I want to be snuffed as I cum, I also want you to rip open my left breast, tear out my heart with your talons. I want to watch it stop beating And when I'm dead just string me up next to Shauna".

I could see by the set of her shoulders, that she was serious. "Ok but I get to decide how and when you die. "I'm ok with that, just don't make me wait". She replied. I just shook my head, "Princess bitches always so demanding". I walked over to where she still knelt, her back was straight, her hands folded in her lap. She held her head high, her long red hair fell in long waves to her waist, and her eyes staid focused on me.

Within minutes I was standing over her. She had to tilt her head back, so she could look up at me. "Is this it?". She asked. I didn't reply just bent down, grabbed hold of her throat with my right hand. And standing hauled her to her feet, when we were both standing I wrapt my left arm around her waist and pulled tight against my chest. I looked into her eyes, I could see the want there. the desire burning in her gaze, she wanted this. no, she needed this, "Come on, do it fuck me, kill me rip out my heart while I cum". And so I did.

I squeezed her throat, kissed her hard while my tongue plundered her mouth, she responded with the same fervor, her right arm came around my neck while she lifted her left hand up to tangle in my hair, her breathing got faster as her orgasm built, "Oh Gawd! just do it already I'm cumming", She screamed. She turned her head to the right, bearing her neck. I had by now let go, and dropped my right hand to grab her left breast, I gently squeezed it. And as I did she cried out as her orgasm tore through her.

I bite into her neck with my fangs, at the same time I tore through her chest with my talons. Her body shuddered, while her breathing grew shallow. I gripped her heart. "Do it, do it now". she gasped, and I did. I ripped out her heart , she arched her back, threw back her head and she screamed, "Fuck I'm dead!", and with that she breathed her last.

I dropped her corpse, it hit the floor, landing on her back. Her eyes were open along with her mouth. I looked at her cooling corpse, even in death she looked beautiful. Of course the hole in her chest sort of marred the image, I raised my right hand, it still held her cooling heart. I brought it to my mouth, licked it with my tongue. It tasted sweet so I ate it whole, I quickly swallowed it down, then called Todd over to tie her to the remaining wooden X. Which he dutifully did.

Now that the three bitches were dead, I found myself at a loss about what to do next. I could go after Scott, but I suddenly realized I couldn't be bothered right now, "You probably don't what to do next, do you?". A voice asked from behind me, the words were so sudden that I almost screamed. I spun around only to see that it was my Master, she had obviously just come through the master portal , while I was occupied with Scarlett. "You're right, I don't", I replied. "That's ok, you don't have to decide right now. why don't you sleep on it for now", she said. I nodded in agreement, "I will take my leave then, it's late and I tired". I smiled and with a final look back at the four X's, I turned to leave. "You're not going to ask me about my trip to Fearie?", She asked. "Not tonight, I think I'll leave that story for another day". I replied, and on that note I portal'd back to the Plantation.

It's now three in the morning I'm tired, I ache all over and I just want to sleep. I know my master still has many things she needs me to know, about myself. Who and what I am, where I come from and what she wants from me. But I just can't deal with all that right now.

I'll just hold off on that for now. Let that be tomorrow's problem.


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