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5: blood on your hands

Gore and violence warning///

It had been a few days since the catmen were trusted with running the house by themselves. Luther was back to full health and the catmen refused to talk about what had happened that night with anyone.

The catmen laid in their respective beds as the light snow fell outside the window. The silence was interrupted by Luther opening the door greeting his catmen.

"I apologize for how late I have to ask this, but the old farmer in the area informed me about a pack of wolf men coming and killing his precious crops and livestock. A very kind man he is, it would be such a shame if he went out of business because of a few wolfmen..." the tall man spoke politely, even though he knew the catmen would listen to him no matter what he said.

"...The wolfmen tend to come out later at night, which is why I am requesting you two to go take care of the situation. Nyon, I trust you with directions, as you tend to be good with them, and Nyen, you know what your job is."

The catmen silently agreed as Luther thanked them and left the room, they put on jackets due to the cold Canadian snow, Luther bid them farewell as they shut the door behind them.

Nyen walked close behind Nyon as he slowly led the way down the road and through the thick forest of the suburban hell.

The snow that had already fallen crunched underneath their feet, but track's quickly faded from the falling snow slowly increasing in intensity. They soon arrived at the small farm, hiding in the trees waiting for the wolfmen to make their appearance. Nyon stood farther back not wanting to be part of whatever violence was about to take place, but what he imagined could never be as gory as what really happened.

The second the first wolfman was in sight, Nyen ran out from behind the trees and slit its stomach clean open, the wolfman fought back, scratching or biting him a few times. Nyen was unaffected by the wolfman's attempts and slit his throat fully open, 2 more wolfmen followed after the other and they had a similar fate.

  One more came out from the forest, strong and ruthless, a good match for Nyen. The two struggled against each other until Nyen struck it directly in the head, paralyzing it.  Nyen took this opportunity and stabbed into its stomach, ripping out its organs. The wolfman felt all of it but all it could do was take the pain as it was unable to move or react.

Nyen continued to mutilate the body until he got bored and stood back up smiling maniacally back at the horrified nyon, blood covered his body and painted the once white snow below.

Nyon couldn't take the sight of it all and began to run back to the house leaving Nyen, the now rough snow covering
any tracks that were made.

He opened the door to the warmth of the ivory house, Luther in the main living area reading 'Everything Magazine' in his recliner.

"Ah, hello. How did it go?"

"Good..." The still shaken catman took off his coat.

"Where is Nyen?"

"He said..he wanted..lone time..in woods" the Russian man took time putting together his words as he still struggled to speak the language.

"Hm, alright then, you may go rest now." Luther pet him and gave him head scratches in praise, Nyon then went up to the room, feeling insanely guilty. Yet he still was able to fall asleep.

Around 3am the cold and blood stained catmen was finally able to make his way back to the house. Luther still sat in the same position in the same chair, as he doesn't really need sleep.

"Oh good, I was worried. It was like a blizzard out there. I heard it went well." The expressionless man got up and pet and scratched Nyen's head as well

"Go clean yourself and get some sleep my good boy."

Nyen went upstairs to the bathroom and took a warm shower and cleaned all the blood off of himself and his clothes, rage built in him at what Nyon did as he cleaned the scratches on his body. He put comfortable clothes on and stormed into the catmen's room, the TV dimly lit the room as Nyen saw Nyon sleeping peacefully in his bed.

This infuriated Nyen even more, he grabbed the sleeping Nyon by the hair and threw him to the ground immediately waking him up

"YOU FUCKING BITCH." Nyen screamed while he continued to beat Nyon's ass, Nyon finally got the chance to kick him in the nose and get away from him. He got up on the bed and held a pillow up over his face which is all he could really do.

"I sorry! ...I was scared... I was wrong" it was all the bruised catman could properly put together at that time. He pulled the pillow over him as Nyen was about to get another hit in but he stopped when he saw how scared and guilty Nyon looked.

Usually he would just hurt with no remorse, he thought empathy made you weak, but that night before apparently had an effect on him too.

"Fuck...you are such a pussy"
Nyon lowered the pillow from his head and looked at the catman who was now leaning back on the wall with his head down.

"Just go back to sleep. Master doesn't like us fighting." While it's true that Luther hates seeing them fight- Nyen also just didn't want to hurt him.

The two went back to their respective beds and fell asleep quickly.