Malignant Being

Chapter 4

The building had been silent, some of the walls had been destroyed. Bodies littered the outside of the street, cars overturned and pieces of people dripping from the light posts. Sutton had been standing outside the apartment, grinning and laughing to himself at what must've transpired before Blake had called for them to come help him. He remembered when he took that first step from the chaos pocket and the guts squished under Sutton's feet.

He could see that someone must have heard the screaming coming from the apartment. Blake made quick work of the authorities coming to investigate. Sutton had always wanted to check out Chicago, he might grab a pretzel and catch a game if he can before they get to work. When he entered the apartment and saw the mess, he immediately started cackling. Blake was rocking in the corner, covered in blood with tears running down his face. Blake looked up at Sutton unable to understand the humor in what had happened. Sutton couldn't stop laughing, even when his sides burned from barely getting in the air. When Madison materialized in the room and slipped on the bloody mess, painting his back in the crimson red Sutton began to laugh even harder. He knew if he didn't step outside, he would probably hurt himself.

Sutton had lit a cigarette and was half way through it when Xavier stepped out of a tear in the scenery with Detroit and Ronin; he noticed the two humans clinging onto each other behind the trio. His eyebrow twinged but then he remembered the mess inside and started to giggle yet again, he could hear Madison and Blake arguing inside, the street was dead quiet. Not even the birds chirped, they were too busy feasting on the harvest of raw flesh and bugs coming to the decaying corpses.

"Yo, you guys have got to get in there and check this out. You need to see what this nigga did in there," Sutton chuckled, quickly clipping his cigarette and gesturing inside.

"What happened out here?" Ronin asked.

"Oh. You'll get it once you get inside," Sutton responded darkly. As they walked inside, following the trail of blood and screaming to the apartment, Xavier's nose twinged at the smell he could catch wafting from the open door. When they walked inside, Sutton yet again started laughing, almost unable to lead the group to the living room area.

There were pieces everywhere, dripping off the walls; strewn across the sofa; hanging from the spinning ceiling fan and making it sprinkle blood across the room. There was an intestine wrapped around the lamp like a snake. His wife's head had been on a pike, the top of her head scalped and burnt. Detroit had noticed that Blake didn't spare anyone mercy and their chaos spiral rumbled.

"Well, this is quite the presentation. You put them in a blender I suppose," Detroit chuckled.

"Shut up! This isn't funny!" Madison spat back. "This asshole killed him before I could fucking talk to him. I wanted to say my piece too! What gives you the fucking right?!"

"That's all you care about! He's fucking dead! It's over! Let's just clean this shit up! And get the fuck out of here!"

"Why bother?" Myron shrugged.

Everyone stopped, wondering why he was so oddly okay with this. A normal person would be shaken by the mess; literal bodies were strewn about in pieces. He recognized that some were the small fingers of children, but Myron was completely unphased. Sutton, however, is the first to narrow his eyes and be angry that he agreed with Myron. Why did Ronin and Detroit even drag them two along with them? His gaze falls back onto Jade who had also seemed a little too calm with this situation. Weren't they supposed to keep their loved ones somewhere else safe? Wait, isn't that the girl that Detroit had been trying real hard to keep them away from. What was her name again?

"What are they doing here? Shouldn't they be at the boathouse or, I don't know, anywhere else."

"You must be Sutton. Ronin told me about you, and I'm here because he and I are fucking until I drop dead," Myron deadpanned.