Family Reunion [Dani]

[Marisa]

Marisa sat on a crate in a dark warehouse, the interior only being lit by the sunlight peeking through the small windows that sat high on the walls. She looked around the large place and admired her work with a sinister smirk contorting her features. The floor of the warehouse used to be colored a cement grey but now it had received a fresh coat of beautiful crimson red. It was a sight that Marisa loved recreating whenever the opportunity presented itself. But like with any artistic display it was always enhanced with music and there was no sweeter melody than the one she was listening to at the moment. Not all of the unfortunate souls that Marisa had used to create this work of art had perished in the process. She had purposefully left a few of these men alive to for further entertainment. She closed her eyes and and leaned back as she reveled in the sweet sounds of their agony.

The sound of something hitting the floor tore Marisa from her relaxed state and she opened her eyes to see what was going on. It would seem that one of her toys was trying to escape. [red]”Now just where do you think you’re going? I’m not done playing with you yet.”[/red] She said in a sweet voice that also did little to hide the cruelty that surely awaited the man. She hopped down off of the crate she was sitting on and calmly walked over to the man. She could take her time getting to him since she had broken both of his legs in several places. When she got to him she stepped down hard on his leg which caused the man to yell out in severe pain. [red]”Bad boy. You mustn’t try to run away like that. I let you watch your friends die and this is how you repay me? Naughty boy, and here I was going to kill you last. You are the cutest after all, a pity.”[/red]

She knew that if the man tried to get off of the crate that he would just end up hurting himself worse so he wasn’t going anywhere. Marisa walked away and was heading back to the crate she was sitting on when one of the other men she had left alive spoke. “You b****, I hope you burn in hell for what you’ve done here.” Marisa looked down at him with a sickeningly sweet smile. [red]”I’m looking forward to it.”[/red] She said.

“You’re… you’re insane.”

[red]”Yup.”[/red] Marisa replied simply. Then she took a knee next to the man and wiped some of his blood from his face onto her finger and examined it. [red]”Such a pretty color.”[/red] Then she brought her finger to her lips and licked the blood off, savoring the taste. [red]”Mmm, and yummy too.”[/red] She said cheerfully. [red]”In fact, I could use some more.”[/red] She leaned over the man and looked into his eyes as she placed on hand on the back of his head and the other on his chin. She had a bright smile disturbed smile on her face as she wished him a good sleep and proceeded to casually snap his neck instantly snuffing out what little life he had left. Then she stood back up and looked over at the man on the crate and then another man that was laying on the floor. [red]”Well, I’m bored now. I think it’s time to leave.”[/red] Marisa stepped over to her crate where her cloak, her rifle, and her machete sat. She picked up both of her weapons and walked over to the man on the crate. She regarded him with a smile then brought her machete down on his head. She then removed it from his head and admired how the blood ran down the shiny metal of the blade. She licked some off and savored the taste and glanced over at the last man alive as she did. Marisa simply raised her rifle and fired a single round that when right through his head. [red]”Well that was fun but playtime must come to an end. It’s time for me to keep looking for my sweet sisters.”[/red] She commented to herself. She put her torn, red cloak back on around her body, consealed her blade and gun underneath it, and left the bloody warehouse behind.