Murder In Isles of Tree's...

Supernatural Horror...My ode to Clive Barker...

The morning was black and the ground moist. She walked the dew trodden leaf's trail. She looked up all the while. The quietness was eerily odd. She continued her nature walk. Finally stopping at the California red woods, but this wasn't California. She whispered to her new found friend creeping excitedly behind one of the massive trunks of redness. She let her shoes slip off ever so easily. He violently took her by her soft feminine throat and began to ravage through her blouse. As a wild animal tearing and ripping at her clothes like they were trash with holding food for the beast. She whispered yet again, but this time right next to his hot ear as his banality struck an all time low. Instantly he found her lovely breasts, but they were not at all what he had expected. Right before his eyes she was changing or should I say mutating. Becoming something all together indifferent. Her skin was turning shades of reds, to blues and eventually blacks, and then horribly he noticed her eyes. They were monster like. A striking green so bright like head lights.

She was a monster of rotting flesh and the smell was the worst. It's scent was of decaying flesh left for days or even weeks in the hot sun of a record breaking Texas summer. 

She could sense his fear immediately. It oozed out of him as if it were a cologne he might wear. She eased herself onto him. Pushing him back into the redness of the massive trunk of the hard redwood. She sank her fingers into his flesh as he wrapped his sweating arms around her body. He was losing himself in the softness of her wet flesh. Wet with blood and chemicals secreting from every muscle fiber in her body. The desire was then too much for her. She would lose control at any moment and it made her like it  even the more.

He was hers now and she would enjoy it for as long as she could. Ecstasy was rushing over her like a multitude of tidal waves and it was useless for her to do anything but hold on for dear life. So she did what she always does when this occurs. She sank her razor shards of teeth into his soft neck and bit down squeezing with the force of a tightening grip of a vice. Her murderer who quickly became her victim tried to squirm out of her grip, but the toxin being spread all about his flesh was doing its job and rather quickly and expertly I might add.

He was hers and there was nothing to be done about it. He was lost to her ecstasy. Lost in an eventual but slow and agonizing death. How sweet it was going to be. Sweet to the very last drop!

The blood from his neck was still warm. It surprised her and caused even greater waterfalls. Her body jerked from the ripples of ecstasy as she forced to grip his fleshy body even tighter. He slid off the trunk and fell onto the soft ground of grass, weeds and leaves, dead and alive or dying. Her eyes bright and hypnotic stared into dark pupils easily over taking him. He was dead and now motionless way before she was even done with him.

His body no longer even burning with the heat of fear and terror! Now it was cooling off and barely had any warmth to him at all. He would become cold and rigid within a few moments from now. Sh she was forced to do what she could.

She lit the fire in her bosom and it spread instantly! Quicker than the lust driven sensation to devour this sick mortal who lusted on the frail feminine race of this fallen planet. He belonged to her now and he would do as she wished.

The heat which burned in her was hotter than anything in this world. It came from the memories of all the dark lustful desires. She may look like a frail lady from Northern America, but she has been on this planet for more nights than can be humanly counted.

The feast was about to begin. She could see right through his mere burning skin. His blood was moving hot once again. She drove her fingers of hard claws into his soft hot flesh and watched them disappear into the hot liquid redness. She licked  with her long thick tongue of blues and blacks swirling as all the blood that erupted from out of his gut. She slowly slipped her fingers and hands now slowly but firmly under his rib cage and thrust until she came to the meat of the situation. His still warm heart! She sank her long and still growing nails into its meaty confines.

His body jerked and squirmed. She knew at that exact moment he was hers for the taking. Mind body and soul. She gazed into his heart and all that he had ever loved and done in the words of absolute greed and lust spilled out onto her. It was a magical connection the two of them shared instantaneous. She was not just experiencing all that he had done but she was also feeding upon all of them as a child would feed on it's mother's breast.

It lasted longer than the others. However it was never long enough for this female. When it was all done she took his souvenir, his bloodied red still beating heart. The price for all the agony that he had caused in his fleeting lifetime. Walking casually away into the green confines, her eyes twinkled and changed smoothly into a nice jade. She smiled at the swagger of it all and slipped her green shoes back on effortlessly. Thinking of the new heart now in her voluptuous chest. Walking and almost gliding on this alien terrain, but still it is home now. Now it is her home. Home sweet home. Home they say is where the heart is. Home. This I say is where my hearts are.

The End. . . . . 

Reviews

[Delirio]

WOOOWWW!!! That was awesome!! I love the female character!! There is a lot of power in this story!! Good job!!