BloodStar

Chapter 54: See You in Hell

Chapter 54: See You in Hell

Before beginning her slaughter, Xenia walked over to the stereo and turned the music on. She said, “This is supposed to be fun. This is a party!” She skipped several songs until she found something upbeat and fun.

She danced back over to Duchess Innocente and immediately grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her passionately. She pressed her face tighter and tighter against her own as she forced her kisses upon her.

Xenia slowly but surely elongated her tongue to the back of Carmen’s throat. Carmen felt Xenia’s tongue at the back of her throat. The surprising touch of her tongue so deep in her throat terrified her, and she began to panic as she felt her tongue continue down her throat occluding her airway choking her as it slithered further.

Xenia retracted her tongue and pulled her face away to look Carmen in the eyes, “That was just a taste of what’s to come. Are you ready for me to take your breath away?”

Carmen screamed and Xenia kissed her again. Xenia extended her tongue into Carmen’s airway once more; however, she didn’t push it further. The only difference was that this time, she left her tongue in place and continued to make out with Carmen until she slowly suffocated to death.

The others looked on in disgust that Xenia would forcefully make out with their host for the night; however, they were unsure as to what was killing the Duchess for they could not see Xenia’s menacing tongue within Carmen’s throat.

Carmen’s body went limp and lifeless, and Xenia allowed her to fall to the floor exposing her fifteen-inch-long tongue that she snaked back into her mouth throwing slobber as she did.

The menacing sight struck fear and terror to a new degree in the onlookers as they could only imagine what fate awaited them.

The next person was one of the country’s most influential and wealthy men who was also quite attractive. She danced to the music against his body and moaned in pleasure as she told him, “Carmen put me in a mood. I want more passionate death.”

She grinded her body against him until he was hard before turning to suck on his neck seductively. She kissed and sucked on his lateral neck while hugging her body against his. Everyone watched as Xenia had her fun against her victim.

The business magnate enjoyed the feel of her lips against his neck. Were it not for the certainty of death, he would be having the time of his life.

Xenia stopped and laughed, “Oh I’m having too much fun. Can I keep going? Maybe a little harder this time though?”

The businessman simply stared at her with no response, and she said, “I’ll take that as a yes!” She smiled at him and opened her mouth to reveal a mouthful of teeth quickly morphing into long, sharp fangs.

She lunged back down towards his neck and bit down taking a huge chunk of flesh from his neck. Both his internal and external carotids and his jugular vein were shredded and pumped blood like a geyser into the air. Xenia let his body fall to the floor as he bled out to his death.

The music continued to play in the background as Xenia danced to her next victim, Cardinal Ortega. She spared no words on him. She simply held both of her hands up and allowed him to watch her nails grow into razor-sharp knives. She then thrusted all ten of the sharp nails into his sternum.

Cardinal Ortega took a huge breath of terror as he looked down to see her sharp nails within his sternum. She hadn’t hit any vital organs… yet.

She then took both hands and ripped them out in opposite directions splintering his sternum and ripping both rib cages off to the side. They peeled back exposing his lungs. Cardinal Ortega struggled to breath without his pleural surface attached to the rib cage, and Xenia watched him gasp for air as she took a moment to dance to the beat.

She then grooved back over to him and pushed his lungs aside to find his heart. She gripped her hand around it and squeezed it with all of her might eviscerating it completely as she looked him in the eyes watching his life drain out of him as his blood pooled in his chest cavity.

Cardinal Pell was next in line, and she bloodbent him down on his knees looking towards her. Without saying a word, she stepped both of her legs over his shoulders to place his face directly into her crotch. She then squeezed his head in between her legs.

She crossed her ankles and yelled with pleasure as she felt his screams of pain against her crotch. She ran her hands along his head and yelled, “That’s it! More! More! Struggle for breath! It’s the struggle that turns me on! Struggle! Struggle for me!”

Suddenly, Cardinal Pell’s head cracked and splattered like a watermelon under the pressure of her legs. She looked down with disappointment as she said, “God damnit! I was having so much fun too!”

She shoved his dead body away from her legs and gave a longing look at his dead body. She wanted the high of his struggle to last all night. She simply smiled and thought to herself, “I guess I know what I’m doing with Peter later.”

Her thoughts were interrupted by Cardinal Ricard yelling to her, “Stop this! Stop this violence at once! In the name of all that is Holy, I command you to stop this!”

She whipped her head around in anger and a swell of dark red aura gathered around her. Xenia used this aura to explode the heads of her remaining victims next to Cardinal Ricard and said, “No one commands me! No one gives me orders!”

She then released the aura and said, “I have killed the remainder of your friends mercifully but trust me Ricard… it is at your own expense. I am going to spend the rest of the night having fun with you.”

The song ended and Xenia patiently waited for the next track to start. Another upbeat song started playing, and she began to dance once more. She put her hands above her head and slowly dropped to the floor before popping back up, “I don’t know about you all, but I am having a blast at this party!”

She looked to John Vand, and said, “Aren’t you having fun dear?”

Mr. Vand shook his head ‘yes’. He was certain to agree to any and everything his new ruler asked of him. She danced over to him and said, “I can give you everything. Money, power, pleasure, pain, whatever you like. Whatever you want.”

She looked over at Peter and Ricard and said, “These two are fools. If you ever betray me, you’ll end up like these two or worse.”

He nodded furiously at her words and managed to say, “I will never betray you. I can run this country like a well-oiled machine if you need me too.”

She said, “Good boy.” She then turned her attention back to Cardinal Ricard, “All of this fun has really stirred my appetite. Are you hungry Cardinal?”

Ricard spit at her feet, and she said, “Defiant. That makes you look extra tasty.”

She pulled up a chair and forced him to sit in it. She then sat in his lap straddling him and gyrated in his lap playfully before sharpening her nails and slicing into his chest.

She masterfully excised a single rib. Cardinal Ricard screamed at the top of his lungs as she performed her surgery of sorts. She held the rib up in front of his face and licked her lips. “You’re going to watch me eat you. Piece by piece.” She took a bite of his intercostal muscles from his rib bone and began to chew.

She moaned in delight, and said, “John, you must try this. Would you like a rib?”

John hesitated. He had no desire to eat human flesh, yet he also did not want to risk upsetting the full-blown devil before him. He finally nodded, “Sure, I’ll try one. You only live once.”

Xenia bit another chunk of meat off of the excised rib and threw the now bare bone to the ground, “Let me get a few more for us then.”

She sliced into his ribs on the opposite side excising a slab of four ribs. The whole while Ricard screamed and screamed at the delight of Xenia who kept his squirming to a minimum via bloodbending.

She handed the slab of ribs to John and happily announced, “Dinner is served! You can go to the kitchen and cook it or whatever you do to prepare your meat. I’ll be in here eating my dinner fresh and raw.”

John nodded and scampered away to the kitchen as fast as he could. Meanwhile, Xenia turned back to Ricard, “Do you know what the longest muscle in the human body is?”

She stood up from his lap and ran her hands down both of his legs. He guessed, “The quadriceps.”

She laughed, “Oh, very close! But no. It’s the sartorius muscle running the length of your anterior thigh. Here, let me show you.”

She began to slice his anterior thigh open dissecting fat, soft tissue, and other muscle to extract an intact sartorius muscle. After a few minutes of digging and cutting, she proudly presented a fully intact, long, slender piece of muscle.

“Here it is!” She raised it above her head and dangled it into her mouth as she took a bite and chewed. “And what a tasty piece of muscle it is!”

She sat on his lap and forced him to watch her eat his various muscles one by one until she finally said, “Time for my dessert.”

Ricard sat in a daze of pain. He had been living in hell for the past hour or so, and he couldn’t imagine what she had prepared for ‘dessert’ even if he wanted too. All he wanted at this moment was death.

She pulled up a chair across from him and recklessly removed the rest of his rib cage covering his heart. None of what Xenia did added to his already maximum pain that he felt though. He was in a constant state of desire to writhe and die; however, Xenia prevented him from doing either.

She then cut away the lingula of his left lung to expose his pericardium licking her lips at the sight of her ‘dessert’. She carefully cut away the pericardium revealing his heart. She sat back in her chair and smiled, “God! I can’t wait! Let’s eat!”

She then carefully took one of the short blades from her garter in her right hand. She leaned forward and gripped Ricard’s heart with her left hand and began to peel a layer of ventricular muscle from the anterior heart with her knife as if it were a potato being skinned.

She took the thin layer of meat and admired it before Ricard’s dying eyes. She dangled it over her mouth and then ate it whole. She moaned and smiled as she chewed on it. After swallowing she said, “Aside from the exquisite flavor, the best part of this is that thinning your ventricle could cause your heart to rupture at any second.”

She laughed as she leaned in to peel another layer of muscle from his heart in a different location. She cherished the flavor of another thin piece of cardiac meat and said, “Okay, okay. I’m done. I suppose I can finally let you die. You taste good but not that good. If you could, I’d make you beg to be killed but since you’ve made such a great dinner, I’ll just do it.”

She then paused and looked at him intently before saying, “Aren’t you going to thank me for allowing you to die?”

Ricard slowly nodded in a daze and muttered, “Thank you.”

She smiled and tilted her head, “My pleasure, cardinal.”

She leaned back in her chair and hiked her leg up with the sharp, pointy heel of her stiletto resting against his thinned ventricular wall of his heart. She applied an ever so slight amount of pressure against his heart and pierced his ventricle with ease as her heel slid into his heart.

She left the heel in place for a few moments allowing it to plug the hole it created. She then pulled it away allowing the blood to pump out of his heart. She watched every second of his death lusting over it and said, “Goodbye Cardinal. See you in hell.”