HROT: Spawn of War

Chapter 12: In the Company of Monsters

Jhonny strutted down the corridor proudly. He had proven himself an unstoppable force to Kyle's companions. Now, he held Alex Katz's severed head by his hair and approached a cell.

He unlocked and opened the door, and saw the pathetic figure curled up in the corner of the cell. Kyle didn't make eye contact, didn't even acknowledge the hulk. "How you feeling, Taylor?" Jhonny asked mockingly. "You seem out of it."

Kyle made no reply. He truly looked like a hollow shell with no man left inside anymore.

Jhonny chucked Alex's head at him like a baseball. Kyle jumped in surprise. The head rolled across the cell floor. Kyle vomited and shouted intensely, "Get it out of here! I don't want to see it!"

"If you're smart, you won't have to soon," Jhonny replied coldly.

Kyle looked perplexed. "What does that mean?"

"We're cutting off your food rations entirely. If you want to survive, you'll have to eat your friend's head."

Kyle vomited again. The mere idea of it appalled him. Never had he reached such a low. All hope was lost. He stumbled back to his corner and sat, and forgot Jhonny was even there.

Confused and annoyed, Jhonny shut the door and locked it again. He then eagerly made his way back upstairs and toward Pore's private chambers.

Jhonny knocked on Pore's door. "Come in," a seductive voice said from within.

Jhonny opened the door, entered the candlelit room, and closed the door behind him. Pore sat on the bed in a silk green robe. "You did well out there," she said as she gazed at him seductively. "You've proven yourself to be a worthy ally."

"I don't just want to be an ally," Jhonny replied passionately. "I want to be your man. The one you go to when things are hard. I'll protect you always, and love you forever."

"I'm not sure you deserve it," Pore said teasingly.

Jhonny got on his knees before Pore. "Please, my queen! I beg of you! All I want is to serve you!" He bent down and kissed her feet desperately.

Pore was amused and charmed by his desperation. "Well, you've come for your reward. Now take it."

Jhonny eagerly tore off Pore's robe and then disrobed himself. He moved in and tried to get on top of her, but she pushed him back with her foot. "Eat me first," she ordered with a grin.

Jhonny's face descended between her legs and started feasting on her. Pore yelped in pain and irritation as he nipped her and bit her accidentally. "Less teeth!" she demanded. Despite her instructions, he still failed to arouse her very much.

"Fuck it, just get in," she told him. She bent over and awaited his penetration. As Jhonny's near-tiny member started to thrust inside of her, she asked, "Is it in yet?"

Jhonny felt nervous. He wasn't pleasing his dear female the way he had hoped. There was only one solution: go hard or go home. He began jackhammering into her as rapidly and roughly as humanly possible. Pore was jerked around but still barely felt a thing from his microscopic penis. "Come on, do better!" she demanded.

Jhonny became so worn out and anxious that his member went limp. He began to weep and dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, my queen. I'll try to do better."

"Maybe some other time," Pore replied in disgust. "Get out."

Alex Tuberty and Dylan Knight sat on either side of Pore's vacant throne. "Do you think they'll come back?" Knight asked.

"Oh yes," Tuberty replied. "TF swore it wouldn't go unanswered, and I believe him."

"What are we going to do?"

"Batten down the hatches, strengthen our forces as best we can, and hold out to the last man."

"You don't really think Scott and the others stand a chance, do you?" Knight asked.

Tuberty shrugged. "Anything is possible. Two of our enemies are the sons of gods. And they've amassed their most capable allies to help them. I'd say we're not out of the woods until they're all dead."

"But we have an army," Knight reminded him. "They just have a small, flimsy group."

"It doesn't matter. We took their friend and killed two more of them. Revenge drives men and women to do incredible, unthinkable things."

"Are you still going to stand by Pore's side no matter what?" Knight asked.

Tuberty nodded. "I've been her dearest friend for the longest time. I remember when she and Kyle first started dating, back when they were happy and in love. It was a beautiful thing, back when they chose each other instead of one forcing herself on the other."

"So you didn't only care about Pore?"

"I loved them both. I still do. Kyle is a good man, better than Pore deserves. But I adore Pore above all else, and I swore to protect her with my life. That means any enemy of hers is my enemy as well, and Kyle is no longer my friend."

Kyle slammed his head against the cell wall repeatedly.  He grimaced as blood trickled down his nose.  He couldn't take any more torture.  He had escaped twice and been recaptured both times.  He could feel the hopelessness overtaking him.  There would be no happy ending for the son of Blazing A.

He slid back down to the floor and began to weep.  His friends would likely be dead soon in an attempt to save him one last time.  And then he would be alone in this world, with no friends left, and knowing that their deaths were all his fault.  God, he just wanted to end it all. 

He glared at the dark outline of Alex's severed head.  His dead lazy eye seemed to be staring at him.  He felt his stomach churn at the thought that his dear, innocent friend Alex had been brutally murdered for his loyalty to him.  No one deserved to outlive this darkness more than Alex Katz, but now it didn't matter.  He was gone forever.

Damn Pore!  Damn Jhonny!  Damn Alex Tuberty!  Damn himself!  He had lost everything he had ever loved, and the woman he once loved had betrayed him.  How did it all go so wrong?  He began to accept that maybe he simply wasn't meant to be happy.

Kyle's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a horrible sensation of hunger.  He felt so weak and exhausted.  He could feel himself starving to death. He began losing control of his thoughts and body.  "NK Flo.  NK Flo.  NK Flo," he started muttering uncontrollably.  He could feel his vile alter ego taking over, and he was too weak to resist.

The half-sane Kyle could think of nothing except eating whatever he could find.  "Eat, eat, eat."  His head slowly turned toward Alex's severed cranium.  He licked his lips and began to drool.  Before he could even think about what he was doing, he pounced on the Parallel Quagmire's head and began his meal.  He viscously tore Alex's eye out of his socket and popped it into his mouth.  NK Flo grinned in delight as he felt the eye pop as he chewed.  He then bit a substantial chunk of Alex's cheek off and chewed its cud with satisfaction.

He was about to lean in for another bite when he heard cannonfire.  The environment around him began to shake.  NK Flo vacated the premises as Kyle's sanity returned.  What was happening?  He fell over as a powerful blast rocked the castle.  His heart pounded excitedly.  Someone was besieging the castle, and it sounded like they were breaking through.  Kyle smiled widely.  No matter the outcome, the end was about to be here.