When The World Burned

Chapter 14

Claws tapping on the flat of his long-bladed sword, Scar tilted his head to the side as that single grey eye took her in. "Learn your lesson, bitch?" He inquired with a crooked grin, eye going half lidded with enjoyment. Crouched in front of the woman as she sat in a corner, both of her own swords strewn across the room out of her reach, he let out a sadistic laugh. "Shouldn't have attacked me. Now, most of your pets are dead and I'm irritated."

Seething with rage and fear, Nera spat at him. Her dark locks hung loosely caked in blood from her own men. Where Scar had gladly slaughtered her men with sword and spear, he had spared her. Butting her with the handle of his sword, he had kneed her chin and kicked the woman square in the stomach. The assault had left her weaponless and with her last meal all over the floor in front of her.

"You killed all of them!" She practically screamed.

Scar shrugged dismissively. "What of it? You are cannibals, right? The president explained to me about you and your people, so I just did him a favor and got rid of the pests." Grabbing a piece of clothing off a corpse, he tore it free and wiped blood from the blade of his sword. "Now, I want you to answer my question. If you're a good girl, I'll let you and the rest of your brood live. If not, I will kill anyone I run into."

An expression of pure disgust crossed those cat-like green eyes. "Fine..."

With a laugh, he sheathed the sword and rose to his feet. "Good to know." Walking over to one of her swords, he picked up the sharp weapon. "Tell me where Rue is. Where did she and that bastard, Kage, go?"

Turning in time to see her rushing for the second sword, the twenty-four-year-old male snarled. She was almost there, almost grabbing onto the handle. Of course, the bitch was not going to give up on fighting back yet.

Lunging forward, he slammed into the dark-haired woman and pushed her into the nearest wall. With a fast shove, he cut the sword into her stomach and pushed upward. Pushing harder, it cut into flesh and organs – intestines, stomach, lungs – and blood pooled out. It flowed over the blade and his hands, forming a quick puddle between them both. He leaned in close, face mere inches from hers as he let out a low growl.

"Where?" He demanded.

Choking on her own blood, Nera gripped at the sleeves of his jacket. "F...fuck...you..."

With an outraged cry, he tore the sword through her flesh again and tossed the weapon aside. Blood and organs spilled from the woman as she fell to the floor, creating a steaming pile that Scar gave little notice to. Turning from it, caked in fresh blood, he walked over to the nearest door and jerked it open. Inside was a small group of young cannibals, probably children born just after the burning the world went through. Some of them looked deformed and wrong – not mutants.

Snorting, he glared down at them. "Tell me how to get out of this place and I'll let you live...maybe." He grunted.

One of the children, a young man that looked no older than fourteen, said, "The lever by the garage door...it'll open up the door."

Turning slightly, the dark-haired male took in the oversized door and the lever near it. Tapping a blood caked claw on his chin for a moment, he looked to the teen again. "Unlike your dead leader, do you know where Rue is?" He inquired with a twitch.

The boy shook his head, bottom lip trembling.

"You telling me that none of you knows Rue?" He growled. "None of you saw a girl with two colors of skin? None of you saw a girl running around with that hulking freak known as Kage?" Slamming a fist into the doorway, concrete crumbled. "Explain to me how none of you saw them leave five years ago?!"