Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Jan 22, 2021 1:56:34 GMT
Josephina, Gloria and Michelle were marched across the farm towards the guest house. Michelle tried to look back at her daughter but a gun barrel was shoved against her head. "Eyes forward, livestock!" Michelle kept her mouth shut for the moment and continued walking.
"Divide and conquer." Josephina whispered to her quietly.
She slightly nodded and the trio waited for the right moment.
The guest house looked like a cut out from Architects Today magazine. It was beautiful. but not in the olde-worlde quaint kind of way I was usually drawn to. Everything was geometric, which I guess you could say about almost any pitched roof abode with square windows, but on this house you couldn't help but notice it. The roof was flat for a start and the door as wide as it was tall. The windows took up entire walls with only polished steel beams to break them into yet more rectangles. The look would have been entirely metallic, like a mini down-town skyscraper had it not been for the cedar beams of the external porch and the matching raised plant beds that contained only white blooms. The door was opened and the group was forced inside. The floors were polished concrete and the furniture scandinavian, high end designers only. The only compromise to comfort was the sheepskin on the floor, so clean it was hard to believe anyone had ever stepped foot on it. So these freaks had some semblance of humanity at least.
It was almost a shame they were going to be painting it in cannibal blood soon.
The trio were marched up the flights of stairs to the third floor where they were separated and forced into different rooms, each of which had thugs hanging outside of them with guns and rifles in their hands.
Josephina was sat down on a bed and she scoped the room. It was built like a small hotel room. Smooth carpeting, fancy rugs, a fluffy comfortable bed, a large TV-Screen, Bookshelves, Wine Bottles, Windows and Fancy Curtains. It was such a damn shame it was about to be ruined with bloodstains.
One of the thugs, a buff wearing blue overalls and jeans a cow mask pulled up a chair and sat down across from her with a handgun in his hands. He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, looked at his buddies around him and then looked at her.
"Now, Ay don't want there ta be any awful hard feelings darling. Yeah yer husband done killed ayy lot av our men but he's a-bein' ripped apart by the butchers in ayy basement raheet now so. Ya know."
No response from Josephina. Who simply glared at him. "Ay think we're about even there. Now ay done won't lie ta ya. Ya are nevuurr gunna see him agayn. He's dead."
"Y'all are nevuurr gunna see thay ...uhh old man ayn' that there othuurr guy eithuurr. They are a-bein' chopped up faw meat raheet now."
"You are nevuurr gunna see yer son agayn. He is gunna be done sold tonaheet."
"But the last few minutes av yer life don't need-ta be painful. Ya ken relax in here. Ya ken get comfawtable. Ya ken help you ta some wahn ayn' watch tv. When it's y'all's tahm ta be taken down ta processing, we'll make y'all's death as painless as possible."
"Okay. How does that there sownd ta ya? Oh it's okay ta talk ya know."
Josephina stared down the five men surrounding her in the room and then Josephina slipped out of her cuffs, grabbed them, tossed them across the room, hit one of them in the face to distract him, lunged forward and struck the cow mask in the throat, grabbed the handgun from him, kicked him over, shot the two men behind him in the throat and then she turned around and kicked the next man in the chest against the shelf. The fifth man however was quicker than she thought and he fired on her with his shotgun. Josephina managed to evade his aim and dived out of the way. She hit the floor and frantically shot him down, shooting him four times in the chest before he could readjust his aim. Josephina then rolled onto her back and shot the man she'd kicked against the shelf in the throat. He fell to the floor gasping and clutching at his throat as blood poured from the bloody holes in it while he gurgled his last words. Josephina scrambled to her feet and ran behind the curtains. Seconds later two of the thugs kicked open the door with two more of them flanking them. The horrific sight of their dead allies that greeted them gave them just enough momentary pause that Josephina was able to shoot them from her hiding place. Bullets ripped right through the silk of the curtains and hit the men, shooting and wounding two of them. The others quickly fired in her direction but then Josephina was already running from behind her hiding place, their bullets ripping right through the curtains, the wall, the shelves and the wall as they tracked her movements as ran across the bed, sprung off of it and fired on both of them, the momentum carried her forward and she kicked the man on the right while shooting the other man in his eye. She then grabbed his gun, kicked the first guy out of the room, turned the gun around and blew his brains out.
Josephina shoved one into her belt loop and then gripped the rifle while peeking out of the room and she smirked at the wide open doors, fighting and sounds of gunfire.
This was promptly wiped off of her face when she heard the others running up the stairs. They were in for a fight.
"Hang on honey. Mommy and Daddy are coming to save you."
Michelle was struck upside the back of her head with the butt stroke of a rifle and she fell down onto the bed. She groaned and rolled over onto her back and opened her eyes. A man in a sheep mask laughed with the gun resting on shoulders and one foot on the bed. "Shit bitch you toughuurr than ya look. It's too awful bad you gonna be ground up faw meat latuurr. If it's any comfawt though, ay'm sure y'all ayn' y'all's kinfolk will taste darn good." He slapped her across the face and she just glared at him "Except faw that there pink haered bitch. We're a-sellin' huurr. Ay'm sure someone will buy huurr am ay right?" He laughed with his friends.
A wolf mask walked over to her cracking his knuckles. "Just because you getting ground up latuurr doesn't mean that there we ken't kik y'all's ass faw awhahl ferst though. Y'all done killed darn good men. Some right darn good men. Ayn' since the rest av y'all's kinfolk is already dead we're gonna take it out on ya bitch." He grabbed her face and laughed. "So what do ya say bitch? Ya ready ta bleed?"
She struck like a cobra, grabbing two of his fingers in her mouth, biting down and turning and tearing! Eyes, teeth, tongues, throats, feet and genitalia are not the only human body parts that are extremely sensitive and fragile. Our fingers are, too. There's also the fact that in humans, fingers have the highest number of touch receptors of any part of the body, primarily as an evolutionary consequence to the human species' tool biased survival strategy that required the use of the hands. As a result, fingers are so sensitive they could even be considered to be sensory organs on par with the eyes. The loss of hands can also be extremely disabling for the same reasons above, just as the loss of an eye can be.
Something the thug in the wolf mask was experiencing right at this moment. There was a horrific snapping of bones and tearing of flesh and sinew as she tore his fingers off!
His reaction, dear readers, was about what you'd expect.
"AHHHHHH! MY FINGERS!" He screamed out as blood spurted from the bloody stumps that he had left of his fingers.
Michelle, still holding them in her mouth, turned her head and spat them out into the right eye of the sheep mask. He recoiled as the bloody fingers bounced off of the eyes of his mask and she used the opportunity to slip out of her cuffs and give him a full power strike to his throat, crushing his larynx and causing the airway to close. In such a situation, CPR is not possible. Only surgical opening of the airway, a tracheotomy, and prompt medical attention will save the individual. Time he did not have. She grabbed his gun with one hand, grabbed his head and swung him over to his comrades. One of them moved forward to catch him and Michelle kicked the wolf mask over to them, aimed the rifle and shot two of the men in the head, spraying their blood all over the walls. The man holding sheep mask frantically grabbed for the gun on his belt. Too late. She blew his brains out. As sheep mask fell to the ground grasping at his throat, Michelle calmly grabbed wolf mask and smiled sweetly at him.
"To answer your earlier question, I think if you're going to kill someone, you should just do it."
The door was kicked open and the two thugs outside came charging in and Michelle ran forward and shoved wolf mask against them. This distracted them long enough for Michelle to shoot them both in the head, blowing their brains out and blowing their masks open. She then calmly placed her foot on wolf mask's chest and aimed the rifle at his head next.
Michelle began securing the other guns as footsteps came charging up the stairs. Ignoring them for the moment, she walked over to the curtains and used one of them to casually wipe her mouth. She then turned and spat in a trash can.
"Just hold on kids. We're coming."
Gloria sat down on the bed and she rolled her shoulders and scoped out the room and then the thugs around her. "Huh."
"Awright we're a goin' over this once. The last few minutes av yer life don't need-ta be painful. Ya ken relax in here. Ya ken get comfawtable. Ya ken help you ta some wahn ayn' watch tv. When it's y'all's tahm ta be taken down ta processing, we'll snap yer neck first. Quick and simple and painless. Now how does that sound to ya?"
Gloria crossed her legs and relaxed. "I gotta tell ya, I can think of worst places to be sitting. At least it's not hot in here. But I have to ask: What's with the masks? Seriously that's been bugging me since you guys showed up. Seriously they don't seem to be offer any tactical advantage and they actually seem like they would limit your vision more than anything. Do you even have any peripheral vision in those?"
The cannibals looked at each other.
"Fuk. Ay think she done might have ayy point..."
"Yeah. Ay mean why does thay ...err awful old man have us a-wearin' these things anyways?"
"Ta disguise ourselves y'all idiots. Livestok aw nahwt they ken't be done allowed ta know who weez beneath our masks."
"Even if we're gonna be a-killin' huurr raheet aftuurr this here anyways?"
"Ay don't care! Rules are rules! Thay old man done made that there right awful clear!" The wolf mask turned back to Gloria. "And you! Don't think a-tryin' ta confuse us is gonna save ya. You still dead meat livestok!"
"Fiiiine, fiiiine. Jeeze. I was just giving you boys some advice. You know, something to think about when you're back on your feet."
"What? Bitch what? Weez on our feet ya idiot!"
They were interrupted by the sounds of gunfire from the rooms around them and Gloria used the distraction to leap into action! Her foot lashed out and smashed into the pelvis of the closest man to her hard enough to shatter it! He was knocked over on his back screaming pain while Gloria leaped off of the bed, up into the air, turned around and she did a split kick into the masks of the next two men, kicking them hard enough to shatter their masks! Blood spurted from their mouths and noses as they collapsed onto the floor. Gloria broke her handcuffs, landed on her feet and she lunged forward and rushed down the last two men, slammed a punch into the throat of the man on her left while push kicking the man on her right backwards into and through the door! The men outside were stunned to see one of their own break through the door and that gave Gloria enough time to grab the man she'd throat checked, swing him around, steal his gun from his holster, shove him out through the hole and shoot the two men outside in their legs. They dropped to the floor and Gloria turned around and shot the rest of the thugs in their heads. Gloria then opened the door and finished off the men outside, grabbed their guns and left the door open while she grabbed the rest of the guns and set them down on the bed while putting as many of them around her belt and in her pockets as she could. Gloria then grabbed the shotgun and got ready to fight off the rest.
The thugs practically flew up the stairs at the sound of screams and gunfire. Their hearts were racing, their breath short and fast as their feet pounded the stairs like hammers.
"What the hell is a-goin' on up there? Those there gerls was cuffed when they done came in! They was surrounded? How the hell could they have gotten loose?"
"These are the guys who done killed Fawt ayn' Fawrest. Triky bitches must have done something sneaky ayn' done got thay jump on them!"
"We done had twenty one guys up here! Naw way three little gerls done took them all out! Naw way! It doesn't add up!"
"Ay don't like this here! We need-ta get thay brothers!"
"Ken it ya idiots! There's still twenty av us! We have them outnumbered ayn' outgunned! Now quit a-bein' ayy bunch av pansies ayn' leds put these cows down!"
(Wait. Twenty? Plus the idiots we just iced that comes to forty one total. Taking into account the number of guys they had surrounding us, plus the brothers, plus however many guys they had hiding in the buildings around the farm....oh son of a bitch! That Fort Fucker was lying!) Josephina realized. (And after we shot off his fucking arm too! Shit, it would almost be commendable if he wasn't such an asshole. Dammit. Okay, okay calm down. You're just badly outnumbered. Three of you against twenty armed lunatics. Plus who knows however many else are still on this damn farm. Plus however many Leo, Argos and Alessandro are dealing with at this moment. This has bad day written all over it.) Josephina calmed down, raised her gun, quickly poked out from the doorway and opened fire on the thugs with Gloria and Michelle joining right in. (Sit tight sweetie. Mommy's coming. I just might be a little late.)
The thugs who were leading the pack fell back as bullets ripped through their flesh. Four of them died on the spot and their allies caught them and backed away down the stairs. "BOOOOBBBBYYYY!" One of them yelled out in anguish while holding his fallen friend. The men stared down at the dead bodies of their allies for a minute before they dragged them up and placed them against the sides and grabbed their guns.
"YA BITCHES PLUM DONE GONE DAD GUM DID IT NOW!" They came right back up the stairs spraying bullets at the rooms. The ladies were forced to retreat further into the rooms around the corners as bullets tore apart the remains of the doorways, spraying dust and chunks of wood around the room as they ducked down and squeezed their guns.
Michelle leaned back around the corner and aimed out of the holes in the doors. Bullets sprayed back and forth as more holes were swiftly chewed through the doorway. She eventually managed to wound two of them but few of the bullets whizzing past grazed her and then another one tore through a shoulder and knocked Michelle on her back.
"CUNT ASS SHIT MOTHERFUCKER!"
She screamed out in pain as blood ran down her shoulder. She gritted her teeth, dropped the rifle, forced herself back up, lunged for the drapes, tore off a large amount, ripped open her sleeve and began binding the wound right on the spot the best she could while keeping an eye on the door.
"DJK GS DFF VORF DJEZZA GS WHLL! GIYSS DAIHVVH!"
A pair of the thugs broke through the remains of the door and were about to pull the triggers but were shot in the head with bullets fired from the handgun she'd quick drawed from her dress and fired with her good arm.
Josephina meanwhile, being on the far end of the hallway, was in the best position to supply with cover fire. She leaned back out of the room as far as she safely could and fired on the thugs from her position. She gunned down a pair of them. But then five of them charged her position while spraying bullets at the doorway. Josephina ran back into the room and around the corner while bullets ripped through the doorway and sprayed against the wall.
Gloria aimed through the holes in the door to her room and fired at the men while they were running past the doorway. Her bullets ripped through a few of them but the others turned right around and fired on her room. She slipped around the corner and ducked her head down. There were nine left and they were just flat out done with this. All nine of them advanced. Three of them advanced towards Josephina's room. Three of them advanced on Gloria's room. The last three advanced on Michelle's room.
Michelle tightened her makeshift bandage and grabbed her handguns, ignoring the pain in her right arm, and raised them up. "Come on assholes. Come and fucking get me."
As if they heard her challenge the three walked into her room. However, even with the door torn up, they were still bottle necked in the doorway and up against Michelle Blackburn Berardinelli. She wasn't the superhuman that her brother was but she was still a crack shot all the same. She opened fire with both guns on the man in front, wincing at the pain shooting through her arm with each shot. She shot the man in the head through his mask and he went down. Before he had even hit the ground she was already shooting the next two men. They ducked down and backed away while exchanging gunfire with her but Michelle evaded their aim and shot them down.
A few bullets had passed by and grazed her but she'd avoided being wounded any further.
Gloria grabbed one of the corpses in her room, dragged it up and she ran towards the doorway and shoved it outside. They shot him full of holes and blood burst out of his body. He dropped to the ground and one of them realized just who they'd shot. "Oh fuck. Oh fuk me. That there were Riky. We just done shot Riky!
"FUK! W-was he alive there? Whut kind of sick shit is-"
Gloria leaned around the corner and opened fire on them, shooting one of them dead on the spot. THe others snapped out of their shock and backed away while firing on the doorway. Gloria scurried away, dropped the handgun, picked up the shotgun and ran to the far end of the room.
"Dammit all! Ay'm a-finishin' this here! Covuurr me!"
His friend nodded and the thug ran into the room and through the open doorway. He turned and fired on her but Gloria barely managed to evade his aim and she returned fire with her shotgun. A bloody hole was blown through the man's stomach and he was thrown back. Gloria sat up and exchanged fire with the last man and blew him away.
Gloria sighed with relief and dropped her shotgun. Her hand grabbed her ribs and she felt the blood running down her fingers. "Well shit. That isn't good now is it?" Gloria looked around. "I wonder...if there are any first aid kits in the bathrooms here?"
Josephina was left with the last three advancing on her position. She quickly dragged a few corpses towards the entrance to the room and piled them on top of each other and then she grabbed the last one and hid herself underneath it while keeping her hand on her gun.
"Alraheet bitch! Hope ya've done said y'all's prayers because we're a-finishin' this here now!" One of them screamed into the room and broke through the remains of the doorway and nearly stumbled over the pile of corpses on the floor. "....Motherfuck."
"Oh God. Ohhh my God. This is....This is......Done she do this here ta them?"
"Wait...where is she?" The thugs did a quick scan of the room but they didn't see Josephina anywhere. Just a pile of corpses and a dead body laying on the ground. It was then that Josephina sat up, pushed the body away and fired on the men from the floor. She shot two of them in the throat and the last one in the head. They were done. Josephina shoved the corpse off of her and sat up and took a deeeeep breath and exhaled.
"Close one. How many of these guys are there anyway?" She finished off the men she'd shot in the throat and stepped over the corpses to go check on Michelle and Gloria.