Prophecies Heroes

Chapter 43

In the Fortune area, what remains is a blood lake slowly covering the whole black slabbed floor, the multiple aisle of gambling machines turned off with their leds still on, casualties around 70 deaths, near the exit 38 bodies slaughtered, in the aisle 22 and 10 crushed by the wheel of Fortune along with 30 machines which even the screws and coils flattened, the gears shattered and compacted into green plates. The remaining of what was once humans floating, arms, head and blasted brains.

???: How convenient.

At the surface of the lake some movements are visible as if drops fell on it and formed 5 distinct waves each time, the scraps of human bodies scattered moving toward the center of the lake in a spiral movement, the lake seemingly 10 times deeper than a simple puddle.

???: You served me materials for my art but i don't need the blood. Be honored to see my daughters of clay, my Arachnoids.

The bodies part rotating around the same point faster and faster, in the middle a little black point growing bigger and bigger, the blood and limbs vacummed clean inside to not let a single cells, the point grew always bigger until it covered the entirety of the Fortune side, the machines slowly sinking with the table.

???: I might give him the blood. But for now.

From the middle of this black area, a right thin forearm comes out like out of the water to slam at the ground, the hand thin almost standing only on bones, a second one and then a third one, a left forearm, a second one and a third one, it pushed itself up toward the surface to show grey clay hairs, a pale white skin, Purple eyes started glowing from the the 8 holes, 4 on each sides of the face, it pulled itself upward even more, raised its left leg out of the black lake put its foot on it and took out its right one, stood up and looked backward on its right while rotating its body left.

Arachnoid: Oh!?

It wears a black and purple horizontally stripped t-shirt sleeveless linked with 2 black strings at horizontally stripped black and purple cutton gloves without fingertips going up to the elbows, for each of its 6 arms, her 6 hands with pointy white fingertips, it also wears a black short going to the knees and tore at the bottom, black socks going a bit above the ankle and purple high-heels.

Arachnoid: Ho?!

It looked back in front, down at its legs, feet, used its lower arms hands to pull down its t-shirt 2 times, crossed its middle arms and raised its upper arms hand on its face rubbing it.

Arachnoid: I am alive again?

It smiled eyes closed and shook both sides happily, raised its right upper hand and rotate it to look at the back of it, down its hands, a splashing noise heard, it turned around to look down left at the ground, another one looking like it, lying on its back, with its 6 arms spread like wings and a depressed face, it wears a partially transparent top stopping under its chest with 2 black bands in cross linked to the belt of its dark purple jean tore on the front left thigh like claws tried to went through and right calf, its arms are half covered on the upper arm and nothing up to the fingers, it looked left down at the other one with a slightly unhappy expression.

???: He brought us back to life?

It looked back at the ceiling.

???: Sucks to be alive again, he could have asked first.

The first one raised its upper right hand at its cheek and crossed its other arms.

Arachnoid: What are you complaining about? Wasn't it boring to be in nothing.

The one at the ground threw its legs upward pushed on it arms to jumped back, standing, put its lower hands on its hips crossed its middle one and put its upper hands on its throat tilting the head sideway, then shaking the head.