The Pact (RWBY horror)

10-The bigger picture

Well, that little murderthon really kicked the hornet's nest this time. The Vytal Festival has been moved to Mistral, the death of two Atlas officials pretty much brought half an army to Vale, and now there's a nightly patrol with a squad on almost every street corner just waiting for someone to do something stupid. What with the small riots and Grimm at the doors huffing and puffing. At this point, anyone who disappears is considered a lost cause.

On the southeastern side of the city of Vale, several police vans come barreling down the street to a certain destination. There have been reports of strange activities coming from an apartment complex off near the border of the city. Specifically the sighting of bodies being dragged inside by strange people in robes. Given what's been going on for the past few weeks, that was enough of an incentive to get the police involved immediately.

Building surrounded, entire structure lit up from headlights, cops vacate the vehicles and start swarming the entrances. Someone's gonna be pissed if there's a secret underground tunnel they didn't account for. Either way, the surprisingly heavily armored officers storm the front door, cautious of every corner.

The three story building soon becomes engulfed in law enforcers roaming the decrepit apartment building in search of anything suspicious, like squatters or dead bodies.

So far, the building is dark and very much empty. Worn down furniture and mold being the only things found so far.

Somewhere within the second story, another door found unlocked, four officers storm the room with firearms drawn. Empty, just like almost every other room. The only difference being the potent smell of chemicals and rot.

Slowly making their way through the room, they come across the source of the smell from what appears to be the bathroom. Opening the door, the smell quickly hits them as their flashlights (or torches) flood the small room. Sitting on the sink counter are a few bottles with the label sulfuric acid on each one. However, the real attention grabber would be the bathtub coated in a thick crusted layer of strange red paste--Blood. It's dried blood in the tub.

Within a connected underground garage lot, several more officers enter the fairly large concrete room. Their own sources of light illuminating some of the garage. Searching even further in reveals what looks like a large stain on the ground with a mixture of white and red. Not far from the stain is a broken down van with missing wheels. Inspecting the van reveals a laptop sitting in the back. One officer retrieves the device and starts inspecting its contents. Here's hoping the last user didn't clean out the browser history.

Turning on the computer, a few tabs on the desktop show up on a blank background. A few of the them note worthy. A file that says message, and one that says videos. Going to the second shows only two available videos labeled Consequences and You_had_one_job_Smile.

Opting for the first, the cop starts watching the video. The screen goes black for a second before the sight of someone in green clothing is seen, tied to a chair with a sack on their head within a dark room. Faint yet heavy muffled breathing can be heard. A voice suddenly speaks out off camera. The voice is deep and monotonous, but speaks in a language unheard of. Subtitles quickly appear as he speaks.

"Lie Ren, another lamb of the ironically named Beacon Academy, is here before us as yet another example of those that dare stand in our way to appease the Bastard God of three. For seeking vengeance upon our holy hunters, he along with Pyrrha Nikos will be sentenced to death for their disruption. Let this be a reminder to those against us, and those among us, that we are inevitable."

Several robed figures soon step into frame, each with a strange serpent-like knife in hand. The heavy footsteps echo through the room as this causes Ren to breathe more quickly. The closest figure to him raises their dagger and plunges it into the poor boy's right shoulder. A muffled scream blares out as Ren whips his head back in pain. Another walks up and stabs his other shoulder. Another in his leg. His hand. His stomach. Each figure takes a turn to embed a knife into his body. Ren's screams slowly start to die out as each knife pierces his flesh.

Several grueling seconds pass by as the robed figures surround Ren, blocking the camera as the sounds of stabbing and screams finally come to an end. The crowd disperses and reveal a harsh sight.

Ren, sitting motionless, bleeds all over the chair and floor as several dozen knives are embedded in him like a human pincushion. Blood soaking his clothes as a knife sticks out of the sack over his head. The placement implying he was stabbed in the eye at some point. The same person from before speaks up as the subtitles return.

"May His ferocious thirst be satisfied with this sacrifice."

The video soon ends after staying on the body for a few more seconds. Slightly shook, the cop muscles through and moves on to the next video. A black screen pops up as the sound of talking can be heard.

Smile: Relax, Ghosty, we'll just edit some random kills in during the halfway mark... She's waking up. Let the Beringel out.

The sound of grinding metal is heard echoing out as loud footsteps and roars grow in volume.

Smile: Hello ladies and gentlemen of Vale! For our next victim, we have Pyrrha Nikos going up against a Beringel with an erection! You don't want to know how we managed to get it here AND with a stiffy! Let's just say we are now short several willing young, and cute, followers in our fold. Pyrrha is looking around in a panic as the Grimm eyes her up like a newly delivered fleshlight. The lil' warrior, seeming to except her fate, decides to fend off the beast with her bare hands. Ballsy! Almost as ballsy as the bowling ball set the Beringel is packing. She goes in for some fancy flips, but-OOOHH! The Grimm grabs her by her muscular leg and just brings her frame to the ground like it's hammertime! And to certainly not my surprise, it grabs her other not broken leg and is slowly dragging her backwards to Lil' Grimm! Metaphorically Lil', by the way. My lien's on the backdoor. With that kind of girth, a human being can easily survive that. It'll hurt like hell, tho!

Several guttural grunts are heard as the voice of a young woman screams out to let her go. Only to be replaced with a blood curdling scream. All this while the screen is still black.

Smile: AAAAAAANNNNDD, HE'S IIIINNNNNNN! Shoulda spat a bit, buddy, for common courtesy sake! Judging by the big ass bulge out her tum tum, and the look of absolute pain on Pyrrha's face, that's gotta hurt! Oh my Oum, look at'em go! It's going to town on her harder than Ghostface is with a dead puppy! Blood and tears are flying all over the place! We'll be right back after these short messages.

The sadistic killer goes quiet as her voice is replaced by the sound of crinkling bags and rattling ice. The rhythmic sound of flesh hitting flesh and screams of bloody murder the only things filling in the void. The laptop screen still remains blank. After a minute or two of horrendous sounds, the commentary soon returns.

Smile: And we're back! Judging by the sporadic thrusts, our Beringel friend might be wrapping it up! Oop, and just as I said it! He's hugging the broken girl like a body pillow with a well placed hole! Wait, what's that? HOLY CRAP! We got some inflation going on! I don't know about you, but I'm a bit turned on right now... Hold on, is that some of it coming out of her mo--OH MY SHIT! HAHAHAHAAA! Her head just popped off like a cork to a wine bottle! That thing is LOOONG gone! Spunk and blood are pouring out of both ends like a fountain from one of my fanfictions! Well, it looks like our friend here is done for the day and has tossed Pyrrha's body aside like a used dead puppy.

Ghostface: What is it with you and dead puppies?

Smile: Until next time, this is Smile saying; You're next!

The sound of shuffling is quickly heard close by, like a camera being fiddled with. The sound quickly stops as there is nothing, besides the heavy breathing possibly from the Beringel.

Smile:..... I left the lens cap on. SON OF A-

Ghostface: Are you actually retarded?

The video quickly ends, giving the cop a chance to close the laptop and dry heave a little. He glance over at the aforementioned stain on the ground and just stares at it...... before dry heaving even more.

After several minutes of the police searching the building, and one of them trying not to turn their stomach inside out, the law enforcers declare the apartment completely abandoned and soon return to the station. Bringing along a few key items from the building as evidence, along with the laptop for further investigation.