06-12-2008, 02:20 AM
At last he had done it, completed his objective and slain a competitor, had his fare share of fun. Even better, he had massacred the same competitor who shattered his arm during his three on one fight. They had the nerve, the combined set of balls to gang up on him, but payback proved exactly what it was, a bitch. He had paid Talys his due. Revenge was truly sweet.
Kirano, whose body was not only stained with Zangya’s dry blood, but now the wet blood of his victim, gazed down at the dead carcass of Talys with delight, a smirk spreading across his blood tinted face.
Hell fucking yeeeah, he thought.
The human had served his punishment for fucking with Kirano, five bullet holes ranging from his torso to his right pectoral, which still leaked blood. It was fascinating, witnessing the crimson colored fluid continue to exit his bullet wounds.
“Kirano, let’s go,” said Aero, from behind Kirano. The elder man began to grow a little concerned for his companions mental being. His ally seemed absorbed by the destruction he had caused. Bits of flesh hung from the strands of his blonde hair. From the inflated size of Kirano’s cheeks, Aero assumed he was smiling, which really was disturbing, even for the reckless warrior’s sight. “You do realize he’s dead right?” Aero continued.
“Yeah, he’s dead, but I’m not done with him yet.” He shook his head. “Oh no, not yet.” After a little giggle, he glanced at the weapon in his left hand. It was not the pistol he had used to kill Talys; it was the weapon formerly belonging to Aero’s friend Celipa. He let his pistol hang by his right hand side while he raised the pitchfork into the air. With a strong downward thrust, he pierced the fork into the neck of the carcass, causing blood to sprinkle into the air like a water fountain. The head of Talys separated from the rest of his body, rolling an estimated twenty centimeters away from the body, while blood from the neck continued to shower Kirano’s body. The hybrid did nothing but continue to giggle, softer, body moving in sync with his laughter as the crimson liquid coated his tanned face. Aero was left speechless. He knew there was something that had not added up about his ally, but now he was certain of the answer; Kirano was a vile being.
"Okay," he said, raising the pitchfork, watching blood drip from the triple blades, "I'm done."
Kirano, whose body was not only stained with Zangya’s dry blood, but now the wet blood of his victim, gazed down at the dead carcass of Talys with delight, a smirk spreading across his blood tinted face.
Hell fucking yeeeah, he thought.
The human had served his punishment for fucking with Kirano, five bullet holes ranging from his torso to his right pectoral, which still leaked blood. It was fascinating, witnessing the crimson colored fluid continue to exit his bullet wounds.
“Kirano, let’s go,” said Aero, from behind Kirano. The elder man began to grow a little concerned for his companions mental being. His ally seemed absorbed by the destruction he had caused. Bits of flesh hung from the strands of his blonde hair. From the inflated size of Kirano’s cheeks, Aero assumed he was smiling, which really was disturbing, even for the reckless warrior’s sight. “You do realize he’s dead right?” Aero continued.
“Yeah, he’s dead, but I’m not done with him yet.” He shook his head. “Oh no, not yet.” After a little giggle, he glanced at the weapon in his left hand. It was not the pistol he had used to kill Talys; it was the weapon formerly belonging to Aero’s friend Celipa. He let his pistol hang by his right hand side while he raised the pitchfork into the air. With a strong downward thrust, he pierced the fork into the neck of the carcass, causing blood to sprinkle into the air like a water fountain. The head of Talys separated from the rest of his body, rolling an estimated twenty centimeters away from the body, while blood from the neck continued to shower Kirano’s body. The hybrid did nothing but continue to giggle, softer, body moving in sync with his laughter as the crimson liquid coated his tanned face. Aero was left speechless. He knew there was something that had not added up about his ally, but now he was certain of the answer; Kirano was a vile being.
"Okay," he said, raising the pitchfork, watching blood drip from the triple blades, "I'm done."