Love Betrayed

Running through the brush, branches lashing out at my face as he runs with all that he is. He runs from everything, his life, the ones chasing him, the love that gave him to them. Tears run down his face as flies across a road headlights seconds away. Him moving to fast for human vision. He runs till he can run no more, his lungs burn with each breath. He drops to his knees and looks out over the ocean in front of him and started to cry.

'How could she have done the to me after all that we had been through. After all of the times that she told me she loved me! How could she look at me with such love in her eyes and it all be a LIE!!!!' He asked himself as his emotions started to change.

The sun setting one the watery horizon, the lunar beacon starting to shine in full. With the setting sun and rise of the moon, there came a change. From sorrow to rage. He looked up at the moon his mystic mother. With her touch released him, his feelings of survival, of anger and feeding. His monster showing its self to the mother, letting lose a roar that made the ground quake.

'There is no greater way to make the mother happy than to give her the blood of a betraying lover. But there will be so much more that ones blood.....' the thoughts growled through his mind.

Running back not to run from but to hunt. Emotions flowing through his being; eagerness, angers, joy of the hunt, and a small tinge of regret.

They die! They all DIE!!!! his mind roared.

Finally coming up on the first of man he wasted no time. He ran up behind him and plunged his hand into his back, it exploding out of his stomach. He pulled it out and grabbed and ripped his spine out in one lightning fast movement. Then he was off, none the wiser of his presence. Killing five more just as quick as the first, soon they would know he was here. He climbed the side of the building and was on the roof. Down an air duct and into a storage closet. He could hear men outside the door, they knew something was wrong.

He kicked the door off its hinges and it smashed the two men against the opposite wall. The door fell and he grabbed their throats and ripped them open, down to the spine. Then down the hall he went until he came to a part of the building that he recognized. He was close to them all, he could feel his hands digging into their flesh. The anticipation brought a growl from his throat, he was now standing outside their door. Right as he was about to open the door he heard the guards returning. In a blur of speed he ripped both the throat out and stomach of one open. Then grabbed the mans intestines and the head of the other, shoving the mans' head into to the hole in the others stomach and rapped the intestines around his throat keeping him there. He sliced up their Achilles tendons and made it to where they would slowly bleed out.

Now he stood in front of the door his hand on the nob and slowly turned it. There was nothing but darkness in the room as he shut the door. Both his lover and the man that she sold him to were sleeping together on black silk sheets in a four post bed.

"Such a nice place to die" He whispered as the man stirred from his sleep

The man got and headed for the bath room. As the door shut he waited right next to the door for him. The toilet drowning out the growl that escaped his lips, then the door opened and the silence returned save his growl. The man looked over to see him standing there, his face almost completely animistic from the emotion. The man's face paled and before he could utter a word a clawed hand smashed through his ribs grabbing the mans heart and ripping it out.

The sound that was made as the man fell to the ground woke the woman from her slumber. Her lover lay there in the spill of light from the bathroom crimson from his own blood. Before she could cry out a bloody hand covered her mouth.

"Now now no need to scream, your guards are not going to be able to help you anymore. Now my love, Mon Belle.... let me give to you what you did to me. A lovers heart ripped from his body." he said softly. "But before I give it to you, I will bleed you"

Using the silk sheets he tied her to one post at a time. He held her hand as he ripped the silk enough to do what he wanted. She fought him the whole time, never giving up, never standing a chance.

"Well at least you are struggling.... that makes it so much more fun" he growled, and she whimpered

"Please don't, please god don't! God help me!" she cried.

"God can't help you now" he said as he was done tieing her hands and feet to the four posts.

Then he started. He carved the words love going up one forearm and the dark one in old pagan. As her blood started to spread over the silk he carved the symbols for love, betrayed and death on her stomach. Before she bleed to death he stuffed her lovers heart in her mouth an let her suffocate on the thing that gave her lover life.

"Good bye Mon Belle." He said with a smile as the life left her eyes and he walked from the room