Chapter 8

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Oh, the hunger's burning like a flame, no use in hiding.
Oh, you're never gonna find escape.
Don't look us right in the face, it's like staring at a burning sun.
Got teeth like razor blades, and you know that we're out for blood.
We're out for blood.
Better run, better run.
'Cause here it comes, here it comes.
Better run, better run, when the wolves come out to play.
No mercy.
This fury.
Like a war machine, it keeps turning.
No mercy, no mercy.


Lucifer and Heidi knew who was responsible for harming their property. Those three tried to 'befriend' them when the little fuckers first arrived at Ashgate. They were arrested for assault and armed robbery.

The inmates of Ashgate seemed to catch the memo and avoided getting in their kings' way, none wanted to oppose them as they knew what happened to those whom dared.

They both marched to the med bay as the guards, along with security, showed up. The vengeful duo don't stop once to explain and just shove all the officers away. Lucifer sees a few reaching for their guns and shoots them a deep scowl. "Don't. We're not here for any staff or guards. We have a score to settle with other inmates."

The guards and staff have all been warned that the only prisoner fights they can't break up is when the Royals are involved. It never ends well for them to get in the way.

They move out of the king's way, knowing that if they don't - it won't end nicely for them. Once that issue was dealt with, Lucifer and Heidi continued their march to the room Archie's assaulters were placed in. Conveniently for them - and inconveniently for the three who were about to get buried alive - they were placed in a room at the very end of med bay, where no one heard them scream. Even if people heard, they wouldn't risk coming to aid them.

The thing is, Heidi and Lucifer are worse than Brazen. The terror duo (when provoked) are referenceable to rabid wolves, they don't care how long it takes to track and kill their prey when they're on the hunt... They are both truly a force to be reckoned with.

They don't even knock, they just barge in, horror striking the dwellers in the small room. Their look of terror changes to one of complete panic and fear as they notice that there's no way to escape their fate. Surprisingly, Heidi is the first to attack and grabs one, he proceeds to throw the one he grabbed into the other that could barely walk and he turns to the counter in the room where the surgical tools are kept.

Why the actual fuck would they keep surgical tools right where one of the prison's occupants can just... grab it? Whatever, makes our job easier.

Heidi scoffs as he picks up a scalpel before turning to block an attack from one of the men as he feels the air shift slightly. He grabs the offending fist and delivers a fast, sharp cut to the wrist. Blood drips to the floor at a fast pace as the person backs away.

Lucifer grabs two other scalpels from the counter and turns to the one on the bed as Heidi deals with the other that remains. The panic-stricken man on the bed tries to move back but it only results in making him groan in pain. Lucifer chuckles and places his hand on the man's knee heavily, "So, I know you, Jacob. You and your goons don't attack for any reason. Who set you up for the task?"

He sees that the little prick won't answer and slowly tightens his grip on the man's injured knee. "Look, we won't kill you if you say who hired you. All this unnecessary torture for... what? Another little prick that hides behind others and gets them to do his dirty work. You see Heidi? He'll rip your 'friends' apart. Piece. By. Piece. Do-?" as if on cue, a loud unmanly scream of pain ricochets off the walls, followed by a bone-chilling laugh. Both turn for a second to see that Heidi, the sadistic twat, had skinned pieces off the now unconscious man with the slit wrist and was currently laughing as he restrained the other, force feeding said skin to him while he struggled in vain. Lucifer gave a cocky smirk to the even more appalled crippled man, "See?"

It was said as a question, yet seemed like a smug statement, "I can get him to stop. But I'm gonna need something in return. Who. The. Fuck. Hired. Your. Pathetic. Asses?"

Lucifer's forceful hold on the injured knee gradually got even tighter than humanly possible and a satisfying 'crunch' followed by a blood-curdling scream which filled the air, catching Heidi's attention as he let a traumatised man go. This traumatised man instantly rushed to his friend's aid, Heidi didn't kill him. He wished to send a message, the message was clear.

Don't fuck with the kings and their property.

It seems that they finally got through to the man after Lucifer stabbed the two scalpels he picked up earlier into the man's thighs and replaced his hold on the injured knee with his own knee, breaking it further.

"OKAY!! It was one of the staff members!!"

Heidi and Lucifer shared an incredulous look, both with matching confusion and anger before facing the trembling man, "Who was it? WHICH FUCKING STAFF MEMBER!?"

"It was t- this pathetic one. Umm... Shit w- what was his name tag now?? T- that's it! Paris Grey!"

Surely it can't be-?

The duo think as one and look at each other....

It cant be him... can it?

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