Elina (ilmatar) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-11-01 16:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | emily, spencer, very bad week |
Emily in trouble; Saturday 9:30AM, staircase between 7th and 8th floors; OTA (MW)
The elevator stopped where it usually did not. The 13th floor. The doors opened with a hiss to a dark long corridor, and waited.
Heavy footsteps approached one strong clank at a time. The rhythmic banging was too fast for only two feet, and once the tall creature came to the light of the elevator, it was apparent it had four feet. Like that was not enough, it had fangs, eyes that burned like little furnaces, and long arms with crab's scissors - except they were huge, and sharp like razor blades. It was like a half-breed between a horribly mutilated man and the deadliest, ugliest animal evolution could conjure up.
Then again, this demon laughed at evolution, and decided to go and play with the pathetic squishy little things that foolishly swore in Darwin's name. It had been a long time since it had been hunting, and it was craving for the fresh taste of innocence.
The demon had been waiting for the whole year since its comrade had returned to tell the juicy stories of its little adventure, but one year was short for something as ageless and fearsome as it. Now that it stepped in the elevator - all four legs, the scorpion's tail and and long scissor arms neatly inside - it smiled in the happiest way it could and pressed the button for the ground floor with the tip of its claw.
For the demon the smile was a happy one. For someone else - anyone else! - it meant agony.
The doors closed in front of the demon and the elevator began moving, but after a short while on the 7th floor the elevator stopped slowly. It clicked its giant claw-like scissors in anticipation when the doors slid open - and the most wonderful scent hit all its senses at one go!
The intoxicating smell of completely untouched yet fully matured innocence of the rarest kind filled the demon's deformed head with an aching hunger. It saw a human female standing in front of it on the corridor. She was indeed a ripened individual, but amazingly pure. The demon could not believe is luck, at first, but when the horror inside the female built up and she screamed of uncontrollable fear of what she was seeing, it lashed forward.
It pushed the soft little human easily against the wall as it emerged from the elevator, and leaned its head very close to her unmarred skin just to smell her. It inhaled with a long rasping breath and released burning hot air from its alien lungs - hot enough to make the human squirm of pain and her skin redden. The demon had barely noticed in its fervor that it had pulled the human off her feet and pinned her hard against the wall. It was holding her so tightly in her grip that her skin was already starting to bruise.
"Be honorrred," it hissed into the whimpering little human's ear. "For you will be my most trrreasurrred feeaassst."
The female went completely limp in the demon's inhumanly strong grasp and her eyes turned around in her head as she fainted. The demon dropped her on the floor like a rag doll, and grabbed her ankle and began dragging her along the corridor not caring if she got scratches or bruises on the way. There was not going to be much left of her anyway when it would be done with her.
She was still not moving or struggling when the creature kicked in the door of the staircase. It flew off its hinges and fell down the stairs making the whole staircase echo as it clunked and banged against the metallic railing. Only when it started climbing up the stairs dragging the female behind it by her foot, having her slide on the floor face down, her arms following her limply, she winced. No wonder - her jaw hit the first stair, then her forehead banged hard down on it, and then again at the second stair. That was enough to bring the female back to consciousness and start struggling again. She grabbed the lowest stair with her fingers pulling herself down as hard as she could, but her fingers slipped.
On the next stair she cried of pain, and started sobbing desperately as she tried to get a hold of something and get her foot free from the demon's grip.
"F-fuck, oh fuck," she whimpered. "Let g-go you, you sick uh-unreal fuck."
It did. Suddenly the demon opened its grip in the middle of the stairs and the human female dropped on her stomach making her cry out of pain again.
The human dared to try to resist? That only made the demon even more eager. Violently it rolled her around on the stairs, making her hit her head on the railing, and then forcing her to look at it. She screamed again, unable to say anything sensible facing such a horrible sight. The human struggled, fought in its grip, and the demon thought it was amusing. She had no hope of escaping, but she still did all she could in her state of utter panic and desperation.
It leaned to hover over her, and ignored the faint little punches she made at it. Just as it was extending its parted long tongue out of its mouth from between its long fangs, and its free scissor hand tore her sweet pink shirt apart, it heard something.
The demon stopped to listen. The woman whimpered and screamed for help loudly with heart-breaking despair. The demon hissed at her and swung its claw at her face to shut her up, and succeeded. Now that the female was still and quiet again, it listened.
A door banged on some other floor on the staircase. It heard footsteps. Someone else was approaching! A cunning idea struck the demon then - maybe it would get two birds with one stone! It left the human on the stairs and leaped away to hide and stalk whomever would stumble across her.
And so the previously completely unsuspecting Emily Brandon was made bait - left out cold on the stairs with her head down between the 7th and 8th floors, bruised and beaten, with her shirt torn apart exposing her sports bra and belly. She had had plenty of bad mornings but this was the worst by far. And she had only been going to the gym, completely unaware of what had been going on in the Manor since dawn.
(OOC: Either or both rescue and more menace very welcome - security, friends, or spooks like Ruprecht or Cambion(?) etc. No need to hold back with me! :D)