P.S. I'm A Creature (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 16

Aaron's P.O.V

I did it.

I did it and it felt amazing.

Blood dripped down my face, the warm sensation sending feelings of ecstasy to run up my spine. I licked my fingers softly, the blood richer than anything I ever tasted. The flesh was soft and warm, the flavor dancing on my tongue.

"Well...Kenny...thank you for this lovely meal." I gave a small smile as I looked down at him. His eyes were wide, life barely seen in those green and blue orbs. His breath was very faint, no doubt he would die soon.

I softly touched his torn apart chest. The torn off pieces were now inside me, leaving him with a bloody chest with rib revealing through. It was a nice sight.

"A....a..."

My eyebrow rose as I saw his blood-crusted lips move slightly. He still had the strength to talk. He really is amazing.

Poor thing.

"You are probably wondering why I'm here, saddling you and eating you. Well, it's a long story. But I'm not a cannibal of that's what you're thinking."

His eyes flickered slightly, his life leaving then returning for a split second. I might as well tell him the truth since he was going to die anyway.

"Well, when you first met me all those years ago, I was an experiment. A lab rat with a cruel heart. But...somehow I liked being that. The joy of dad patting my head because I did a good job."

"F..."

"Oh...yeah. I didn't tell you. My dad is the creator of the labs I was born in. I guess you could say me and Viktor are brothers."

I gave a smile as my finger strokes down his red flesh. The blood poured out from every scratch I made, making me hungry for more.

"Anyway, my dad gave me a new mission for sweet me. Go and find the one that will give power to anyone who eats him. Well, that's what I did.

"But you know," I muttered softly, my bloody finger tapping itself on my chin. "I'm a little pissed off. Viktor was my brother. Imagine that. Of course, I didn't know at first. I knew I had a half-brother, but dad refused to tell me who."

I leaned down and softly tore a piece of skin off of Kenny's shoulder. Though he was way too weak to scream, his eyes were full of pain. Swallowing the small piece, I continued. 

"After I saw Viktor, it was pretty obvious he was my dad's son. He was practically a spitting image of him. That made me love him more."

I bit my bottom lip as I looked down at Kenny. The thoughts of kissing Viktor again filled me with so much pleasure I couldn't handle it. With Kenny gone, he would no longer have an excuse to not love me. Dad, Viktor, and I will live happily ever after in a lab.

"Viktor. You don't deserve him, Kenny. He's too good for you."

I stood up, bored now from my little explanation. Of course, Kenny wouldn't move. He stayed on his crimson-stained couch and laid there with his dull eyes and pale face.

"Well, I'm leaving now. I have to go meet up with my real best friend and see how Viktor is doing. Sorry, Kenny. Maybe in the next lifetime, you'll have a better life than the plain orphan."

With a smile on my lips, I left. Should a bath be considered before I leap into Viktor's arms? Nah. He has to know that I ended his relationship with him.

I touched my lips, the blood no longer a warm liquid. It crusted off my fingers, and I smiled.

"Maybe now, he'll respect me. He has no choice."

No choice.

Viktor's P.O.V

I gritted my teeth, pain shooting up my leg. It was broken. I knew the feeling from years of experiments. The sick, twisted feeling of your knee no longer in the joint and your femur being slightly cracked.

"Where's your great and fearful power, Viktor?" Cat said, a wide smile on his face.

He arched his back, his claws digging into the concrete like it was dirt. His tail curled and stretched, showing how calm he was during this fight.

This is bad. I didn't stand a chance. Every time I made a move, he would have already countered it and attacked. Not only was he lethal, but his speed was something not to underestimate.

I grabbed the nearest tree with my power and swung at him. He, of course, easily dodged it. Not even a second after, his claws dug deep into my cheek. White dotted my vision and I stumbled to the side, unable to focus.

"This is pathetic. I was promised a decent opponent and all I get is a spoiled brat who everyone overestimated."

I gave out long breaths as I tried my best to clear my head. This isn't working. Obviously, my power wasn't met to work on fast types. It was my pure raw energy. It can only move so fast. I can't win like this.

I guess I'll try to persuade him by talking.

"Listen, Cat," I said. "Why are you even doing this? I know you like the experiments, but what are you going to do when your powers leave you?"

He tilted his head slightly. "Leave me?"

Jackpot.

"Yeah. Don't you know all powers have a limit to them. Why do you think my father has been experimenting on powered people like crazy? For fun? No, he wants to make the power stronger and preserve it so he can use them as weapons. But, once your powers are gone, he will kill you."

His claws lowered an inch and I knew I got to him. Of course, I was bullshitting. Powers never disappear. But, who is going to deny the idea of the son of the the big man himself. Not a loyal fanatic, that's for sure.

"You're lying," he muttered hesitantly. "Powers don't disappear."

"Yeah, they do. My father even said so. Why do you think he likes me the most? I am the oldest a power has lasted."

I hoped so hard that he was younger than me. Even being a day older would have screwed me over. But, seeing as a frown started to work itself on his face, I knew he fell for it.

"But..."

"And once your powers are gone, you are considered useless and killed."

Cat flinched at the thought of his beloved master ordering for his death, and I couldn't help but smile. This was so much easier than fighting.

"No..."

"Yes."

He looked at the floor and I immediately took the chance. My "arms" slammed down at his defenseless head, his forehead smashing into the concrete below. A giant spider web crack formed all around and I stepped back, careful not to be near him if he suddenly attacked.

At first, I thought I was in the clear. He didn't move. He didn't say anything. The only thing that bothered me was that one crucial detail was missing.

"Where's the blood?"

Suddenly, a giant pain erupted on my back and stomach. I screamed loudly, my eyes wide in shock. Reaching towards my stomach, I felt a hand. It was warm and wet, a thick liquid dripping off it.

"I'm here."

I looked in the corner in my eye and saw the cruel, red smile of the guy I hated the most.

"A-Aaron..." I choked out, my hand still touching his bloodied use of a weapon. My power started to falter and I felt darkness take over, trapping my conscious in that blanket of fear and anger

"I've come to take you home, little brother."