fathercaleb (fathercaleb) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-04-23 13:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | caleb |
Who: Caleb and an npc woman survivor just outside of town
What: being his creepy self
When: now
Where: outside of town
Warnings: Always with Caleb. Always.
She cries pretty tears. The tears of the wicked. He wishes he was corporeal so he could run a finger along those tear stained cheeks and lick up the salt. She's begging. They always beg. If only it was his blade running up her thigh, bleeding her out as she pleads prayers long forgotten from her days in Sunday School.
"Help me. Please help me."
Caleb scoffs at this. "There is no help or salvation for a sinner like you. You deserve this, and you will endure it."
The demon has her pinned down. Claws dipping into flesh, carving out it's place in her body. She's thrashing on the ground, begging for mercy that a sinner like her does not deserve. Wicked little bitch. She should bleed for days.
"I'M SORRY. HELP ME. PLEASE, FATHER, HELP ME."
He wonders if she is so far gone that she just can't tell he's a ghost. Maybe she's so close to death that she is close to walking the same plane of existence as him. As if that were possible. "You're ony our way to being Lucifer's whore. Confess your misdeeds and know that confession will not heal a soul as tarnished as yours."
The demon continues to rip at her. It's doing his bidding despite him being incorporeal. It doesn't care. He has power and the demon wants this offering. This sacrifice. It rips off her skin and laps at her blood as she begins to fight harder. More desperate.
She cries for her mother and father. They always do at the end. That creature comfort of childhood that has been lost on them for years. They want to be safe. To be protected. There is nothing they can do to prevent their end though. It's destiny.
"Who's going to be Lucifer's whore?"
Her eyes roll back in her head as the scream catches in her throat. Caleb is certain she was going to say she was.
Because she is.
One dirty girl down, several more to go. The one legged slayer will dream of this tonight. She'll live it. She'll plead and beg for him and she will know no mercy. She'll only know eventually he'll reach her outside of her dreams.
As it's meant to be, so it should be.