Helluva Family (18+) [Old]

Ch. 5: Murders And Morals (Part 2)

Moxxie's eyes fluttered open with a start. He felt his heart pounding in his ears. His head lowered in fright to find himself tied with rope to a chair. A small squeak exited his mouth as he realized the cushion beneath him was very squishy. Moxxie froze as he recognized he was on the lap of a corpse. In front of him was a table and at the end of that table were two sets of demonic red eyes. They stepped closer into the light to reveal themselves as the children who kidnapped him. Moxxie knew he had to act quickly to defuse the situation before it got any worse.

Moxxie: "Oh! W-Well, hello there, little ones. A-Aren't you cute?"

Both children responded instantaneously. Their voices in low, creepy tones, the boy finishing seconds after the girl.

Kids: "It's nice to have a new critter to play with."

Moxxie glanced up in fear at the ominous red light above him. Several plaques lined the walls with different limbs attached. Red blood stained the wooden walls. A larger plaque displayed a dead man with snowy white hair, arms crossed, eyes, and teeth bulging out. In the center of the table lay a human body served on a silver platter with an apple in its mouth and its organs in a nearby bowl.

Moxxie: "Ohhhhh... crumbs"

[Meanwhile...]

Four gunshots rang out through the woods as Blitzø was running for his life. He dashed through a bush as the mother's evil laugh followed. Blitzø slid down a hill to catch his breath at the bottom.

Mother: "I know you're hurtin', little devil!"

Blitzø quickly hid behind a tree while taking deep breaths. An unsettling silhouette of the mother crept through the woods.

Mother: "I promise, that I can make that pain go real quick! Just let Mama Martha put a bullet in your pretty little skull!"

A sigh escaped from Blitzø's mouth as he took a moment to reassess his situation. A scream arose from his pocket as his ringtone. Blitzø pulled the yellow cell phone from his pocket but struggled to answer it as it flipped through the air.

Blitzø: "Dammit!"

He finally managed to catch the phone and check who would be calling him at this time. His anger only increased as he realized who it was. He quickly pressed an answer and held the phone up to his ear.

Blitzø: "Stolas! This is a really bad time!"

Stolas: (Mmmmmm, when isn't it a bad time, Blitzy?)

Blitzø: "What is it?!"

Stolas: (I've been meaning to follow up on our last little conversation regarding my grimoire.)

Blitzø: "What did you just call me?!"

Stolas: (My book, Blitzy. The book I was given to do my job? That I have allowed you to use to do yours?)

A scared look appeared on Blitzø's face as he heard a rifle click. He ducked just as a bullet blasted through the tree he was using as cover. A shadow of the mother, named Martha emerged behind the hole in the tree she had shot just milliseconds ago.