CRYER: Mercy
From Create Your Own Story
"Please don't hurt me"
CRYER turns around to greet the newcomers.
One of them is a teenager. He's wielding an old sword, pointing it towards Lily neck. The second one is an old man wearing an old lab coat.
"What did you do to her bitch?"
"It wasn't me, I would never hurt an innocent"
The old man pushes CRYER to a side and starts patching the girl bloody tight.
The teenager seems really pissed, he presses the sword against Lily throat drawing some blood.
"Oh nooo, it hurts, please don't, bouhouhouh".
"We have to go, finish her or leave her, I can hear more of them coming this way".
CRYER closes lily's eyes waiting for the final sting of the blade on her exposed throat.
Nothing happens. She opens her eyes to three vampires looking at her from the corridor.
FUCKER: Who would have thought, she was useful after all.
FEEDER: My diner is gone, bouhouhouhou, sob sob ,snif, snif.
All the allegorical faces turn towards the crying FEEDER.
FEEDER: Na just kidding, plenty of other sweet blood bags running around.
"Where did they go?"
CRYER is not crying anymore.
"Where did they go, bitch?"
CRYER is on back on Lily's feet.
"Monsters, you don't deserve to live" Her voice is husky.
She grabs the first one by the neck, snapping it. Lily's little fist goes through the chest of the second one pulling the heart out. The third one is so astonished that he can only witness CRYER grab his jaw and pull his head off.
FEEDER:...
FUCKER:...
MISTRESS...
BINDER:...
RAT: Remember me never to make fun of her anymore.
CRYER falls to her knees and resumes her crying...
FEEDER: Can we go out and find something to sink our teeth in?
FUCKER: Or maybe to be fucked by...
Who will take over now?
