Thread: man in black | candy & dispoable heroes

Youre fucking insane Mira, youre playing with fire! P-Please turn around and go home, i-its too dangerous to be outside, came the muffled response from the voice on the receiving end of the phone call, Hell catch you and use you until- the worried tone of the caller was silenced by an annoyed snort, a snort that resonated from the over confident,shapely Mira. Ill kill that mutha fucka if he come near me, I aint afraid to stab a bitch! Quite the bravado considering the young woman, clad in nothing more than a pair of combat boots that rose to the start of her knees, a pleated uniform skirt that belonged to one of the most prestigious academies within the shimmering city scape, and a button down blouse that had far too many buttons open to be considered even remotely modest. Dont say that! Came the shrill cry from the phone Youre practically inviting trouble at this point! Another arrogant snort even as the monster above her drank in her visage and prepared his calculated strike. Baby girl you worry too much, I told you that- those words were silenced by the echoing thud that shattered the unsettling silence within the alley W-What was that? The caller on the smartphone begged to question, the noise having been loud enough for the phones receiver to pick up.M-Mira, hey! Damnit you cant go quiet on me, a-are you alright? HEY! A-Answer me plea- The female voice on the other end of the line was practically screaming for her friend to respond, obscuring the chocolate haired womans ability to listen and ponder the strange sound. Shut up! She hissed, her lazy gaunt having ceased the moment that the noise had shattered the young womans conversation. With a shuttering breath Mira took a slow, tentative step towards the source of the sound, her heart thundering loudly in her ears, her warm honey gaze desperately searching the impenetrable darkness of the dimly lit alley. I have a bad feeling Mira, y-you really need to leave, like right now! Came the whispered pleadings of Miras friend. Look I told you C-she had started bravely, having only watched the darkness for a moment before she brushed the fear and anxiety that had crept into her mind away when no other sound resonated from the darkness but her words had been silenced by the sight of a figure whose body caught the dim lights off his latex form. Mira squinted in desperation to believe what her eyes showed, that the figure clad entirely in black loomed within the darkened alley like a predator hungrily sizing up its prey, his body so still that he appeared to be no more than some monstrosity summoned by her mind. She knew who this was even without having to call out the common, Whos there?,knew what he had wanted even before the fear had gripped her lungs and forced her to wheeze a frightened O-Oh god the tough act that she had fronted for her friend on the phone now evaporated like water beneath the desert sun and in its place was now a mask of terror contorting the young womans exotic features. N-No- she breathed, the sound of the wheezing breath that the monster drew in through his gas mask was enough to lay to rest any preconceived notions that the figure was a mannequin. Wide frightened eyes watched as the sick fuck finally move, and never in Miras life could she have been so frightened by such a simple gesture he tilted his head to one side as if to say, Im gonna get cha mousey, ruuunnnn Mira H-Hey! W-What is it?Though the forgotten friend knew damn well that her friend had stumbled into the spiders web, Talk to me! She pleaded shrilly but Mira could say nothing as she dropped the phone from her hands, forcing her friend to share in the horror of her rape. She began to back away from the slowly approaching figure, S-Stay away from me- she wheezed, her bodys Fight or Flight instincts finally kicking in but not soon enough. Could she run at this point? No, he was blocking the only entrance out of the alley, maybe she could run past him? No, he was so much bigger than her and she knew his strength doubled if not quadrupled her own. Should she fight? The question was left unanswered when her eyes had slipped shut just to blink and the figure now loomed over her how had it moved so fast? This was some sort of twisted dream, no a nightmare straight out of one of the minds of Masters of Horror. Mira couldnt remember how to breath, couldnt conjure the knowledge of how she was suppose to move her legs and force herself to run away from this psycho. Time had felt like it had come to a crawl as her wide frightened eyes locked with the latex Devil. When time resumed, Mira had drawn in a breath to loose a scream for help but a pathetic wheeze of a noise had been instead the end product when the cold latexmetal hand encircled her throat, instantly cutting the young womans precious supply of oxygen off. Shock flooded her veins again and a wave of nauseating terror crashing down upon her quivering form, even as her body was thrust forcefully against the opposite wall. The world within her tunnel vision glittered with dizzying stars as her head had been given a good knock and the small reserve of oxygen she left in her lungs was running low, L-Let g-go she wheezed a pathetic plea, silently praying that this silent ploy would appeal to the demons humanity. What a silly, foolish, naive mortal to believe that her weak, feeble begs she tried to issue to entice Graysons humanity. Did she not realize that all those who had been viciously raped and forced to submit to his sickly game had done the same and all had met the same inevitable fate? D-Dont do- she pleaded, hands desperately clutching at the thick wrist that was attached to the vice like grip around her throat, tears welling up in her terror filled eye.