Matryo-ress (Volume 5)

Chapter 3 - Demonic Forte

I was blocked by a dark grey hand, I could feel it's rough texture and dark aura. I instantly felt regret, Klover showing off like this in public must meant that my life was going to be put to an end very soon. Even after all of this, I was still puzzled how this child fills me with so much rage.

I looked over to my boss who was now equipped with black horns that glistened in the light of the chandelier above us and his black tail that ended off with the symbol of clubs, which was his favorite symbol from a deck of cards. This was his true self. This was Klover Demetrus, living his second life as a demon straight from the depths of hell.

He tightly grasped the hand he blocked and I was quickly dragged to his office. Upon walking in, he slammed the door shut, locking it from the inside. Klover then turned to me with a glare and grabbed me by my neck, pinning me against the wall.

Klover left me hanging there for a bit, I was struggling to breath because of his tight grasp and terrified for how he would tangle my fate. His demeanor was completely different from the usual friendly tone he has. His fingers were wrapped around my neck like individual venomous snakes and I began to notice my vision become dark.

Through the darkness and terror, he stared deep into my soul with his intrancing cyan eyes and declared, "You're fired."

Klover then reached into his pocket to reveal something I knew too well. My arm had received this punishment long before, but I knew this time it would be much more painful. I hold almost forgotten that traumatic encounter, but now it would be much more than a recurring nightmare from my memories. In his hand was a syringe filled to the very top with a venom that would consume your body with a parasite-like darkness and make you an unstoppable demonic being. While fading from consciousness, I knew that my fate had been decided now. There's no way that I'll survive this.

Keeping his deep stare, he launched the syringe into my heart and injected the liquid it directly into it. I felt every last drop of the venom enter my body. The pain was excruciating, I couldn't help but scream as it went through each of my veins. My whole body felt numb, it was even harder for me to breathe now. I felt my thoughts begin to scramble and my heart rate increase. I had been cursed with this deadly venom.

Nearing my final moments, I was dropped onto the ground. I began to cough up blood with chunks of a strange black substance. Klover walked over to his desk with a sad sigh, wiping off the end of the syringe with a green handkerchief that had his name embroidered onto the corner of it. I took a moment to catch my breath and try to regain my composure, trying to pick myself up from this floor of his office. Once I was up, I struggled to walk out of his office. My legs were unstable and it was hard to move my fingers, it took me nearly half a minute to take each step. I couldn't see anything, but I had my eyes set for the exit. I could feel the stare of confused gamblers all around me, I felt like a zombie and heard the grim reaper knocking at my door. It hurt just to blink. Halfway to the door, a familiar face noticed me. Dom quickly handed over the nightmare that got me into this mess to Quip and ran over to me.

His words were messy and muffled, I guess the venom was making my hearing corrupted too. He put my arm over his shoulder and lead me out of the casino. He knew how to handle the situation, he was there when the same thing happened to my arm. Dom was responsible for calming down the spread of the darkness through my veins, but I'm still stained from that horrific incident.

All I could feel as we walked outside of the casino was the freezing cold wind. My body had become so fragile and sensitive that it was overreacting to what would be a simple breeze. Dom had just barely enough cash to call us a cab and get us back to his broken down shed in the woods that he calls a home.

I'm thankful to have a man like him have my back, even when I get myself into deep trouble like this.