Death to Bumble Bees

23: bee vs pain

TW: blood and gore

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Chapter Twenty-Three: Bee VS. Pain

Bee held on.

She held on to the pain. To the anger. To the blue.

She held on until all she could feel was the ache, telling her she was alive--she was human. She was weak and vulnerable even when they tried to make her invulnerable, and when they tried to make her flawless, she remembered the darkness that breathed inside of her and urged her forwards; the flaws and the scars that dug deep in her heart and tore into her soul--because she did have a soul. She wasn't soulless and she wasn't dead. Not yet. When they tried to pluck her strings and make her move, she held onto the pain instead. 

When everything else was forgotten, that remained. 

And she held on. Held on to whatever was left of her mind... what little it was. But she was more than what they tried to make her become, more than what she had become, more than the shadow that they thought she was, and far greater than anything they could have imagined. 

Pain. Anger. Blue. Pain. Anger. Blue. 

Whether it made her better or more dangerously lethal with a hunger that challenged the ever-growing pain, she wasn't sure. No one could be because she was the first. Maybe it made her want to feed even more--to revel in the agony of her victims. But she loved it--the darkness that filled her eyes as she tore into the screaming pound of flesh beneath her strong and unyielding body. She loved the part when the desperate cry was cut off into wet gurgles as the blood poured into her mouth. She even loved the feeling of her nails ripping life into pieces--as if remembering her pain by making others feel it for her.

"Goddammit, you're less than useless! Hold her back!" The man screamed, desperation filling his voice.

Bee stared at the man, thick and hot blood leaking out of the sides of her mouth as she crouched over the now limp body of a boy with dark hair like his fathers. She was still starved and all she saw when she looked at the beings before her, was warm food. The beat of their hearts loud in her ears. Like a clock--tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...

She wanted very badly then to stop time.

Her bloodied lips pulled into an eerie smile as the young men before her shuttered and stumbled backwards.

"Beatrice, come to your senses! Those are your beloved brothers! Do not kill your brothers!" The man yelled again, his voice barely holding a note in her head as she grinned now. She could feel everyone's terror--her soaked dress ripped as she stood up and watched the blood leave their bodies like they were looking at something horrifying.

They were.

Bee's dark eyes were an unnerving black, threatening to rip the entire realm to pieces with her rage. She wore a black baby doll dress, the material trying to cling to her figure as blood dripped down her skin and stained it red. The big puffy sleeves were ripped from where the young man at her feet had grasped at her--trying to pin her down as the other two had stabbed at her flesh again and again and tore into her until she finally snapped and pierced her fangs into the third boy's shoulder and tore his muscle into bits when accidentally given the opportunity. And her half pinned up hair was wild around her animalistic, grinning and bloody face--smeared with her own brother's blood.

She could hear whispers firmly in her head now; the familiar sound of the shadows. It had taken days of immunity to build enough to begin to hear them again, and now, she suddenly could understand them, too. They urged her to eat them all; to attack and tear them to shreds. To take back the power that they had tried so hard to pry from her cold and dying hands.

Stalking forwards as the bloodied and unconscious body under her was pulled from out of her distracted grasps, a barely noticeable sting hit her arm. But she merely looked at the tranquilizer sticking out of her skin and smiled again--they didn't realize how patient she had been. Building up her immunity to the drug that was made to keep her in the dark; keep her asleep. She'd been purposely making him give her more and more--acting out a bit more everyday so he would stick her with the drug to help her 'calm down'.

"You should all run now." She purred graciously, picking up one of the knives that had stabbed into her earlier. She twirled it now on top her finger, her body already healed from weeks of forced learning how to pull her strength into concentrated areas of her body. "Have I told you how much I love your little games, brothers? Let's try switching roles this time." She glanced up at them and she watched them freeze. "That's right, I'm coherent enough to form sentences." She laughed amusedly, and she swore she saw the horrified look of her father turn into awe. And then pride as he clicked it all into place.

She'd been playing them--manipulating them and biding her time.

With a ripple of anger, Bee launched back her arm and thrusted her hand with the knife forwards; releasing the dagger aimed directly at his proud black eyes. She knew it wouldn't kill him--she didn't know if anything could--but she enjoyed the painful shriek that came from him as it lodged into his shoulder as he failed to dodge it completely in time.

It wiped off the disgusting pride as he sneered, "Get the cage! Don't let her escape!"

Bee didn't wait as she listened to the voices in her head, the images of her touching blood and disappearing. How she had done it, she didn't know, but they kept showing it to her now--urging her to try. Begging her to. This was her only time she would get the chance to escape.

She bent down to the reflective puddle as the men ran for the torturous inhuman tools. She placed her hand into the hot liquid, and she felt something familiar, a pull in her body rippling the blood around her. She felt herself shiver as she whispered the words that filled her entire being now.

"Get. Me. Out."

And then Bee fell into the darkness and was gone.

End of Chapter Twenty-Three

Beeeeee omg I love you. Tear it up girl, let's go destroy the world my lil villain.