Thread: The Ruin of Mankind

Her words fell upon deaf ears Red was not about to stop his assault until victory was obtained. The intense and focused look in those crystalline blue eyes would be unmistakable as they glared down at the female underneath him. Their fight was mostly a blur of actions which seemed to take place in a longer time frame than it truly took to achieve them. Cali's last actions would leave a permanent mark upon the male who wished to keep her as his captive her nails would find their tips digging into the right cheek of the muscular Adonis trying to end her plight. Four nice lines would be drawn across his cheek, beginning from the far corner of his brow toward the nostril of his nose. Blood began to trickle from the plots of his injury and stained her clothing upon their decent from Red's tanned complexion. A sharp growl would escape the brute in frustration to being cut open again. As much as he wanted to mark her, she was also staking her soon-to-be-master with her own transfiguration. However, it became no easier to try to buck her hips from under his own despite his wound. Red ground his muscular hips downwards to force hers to plant themselves into the dirt both thighs clutched either side of her waist to give him the leverage he needed to accomplish the feat. God He'd fling in that first punch, as his curled knuckles slammed into the side of her torso with an audible thump! He'd bark down to her again as he issued another thudding punch, ... DAMN! Again, he'd curl his fist and leverage it outwards before sending it toward her rib cage for a third time, ... you ! His breathing was heavier as his bloody and bruised fist impacted her free arm, which forced it to shove into her own ribs upon the hard collision. There was red in the man's eyes much like a bull who could not be torn from it's objective. Just as he began to wind up for a fourth punch, the sound of Halbred's voice behind him would draw him pause. His fist remained extended outwards as if he was deciding to send it toward her body still. Red! Red you said we need her alive! Halbred would stop when standing behind the muscular male towering over the now vulnerable female. Red would still remained paused as he loudly breathed in-and-out with the rise and fall of his mountainous shoulders. It was increasingly obvious he was extremely unstable and the shortest fuse known to man. He put up with no disobedience or error. Sweat rolled from his brow as Red yanked the bladed device from her sleeve and also tossed that unto the grave after digging it from her arm. She'd hear one of her last weapons fall into the pit, before he used the same hand to grab the bottom of her chin. Pushing at the bottom of her chin with his opened palm to force her to arch her neck from the floor, Red's other hand dug into his duster while catching his breath much like a police officer detaining a running suspect. This stupid bitch thought she could kill me... she fought more than I thought, Halbred. Halbred took a step back and looked over his shoulder, The men... they're in position around the fence but it looks like you have her... Halbred could make out the blood dripping unto Cali, but it wasn't hers. He didn't say anything for now. Red would withdraw a black colored shock collar from his duster and begin to pull it around her neck while he held her chin up-wards by shoving his opened palm into it. The collar was a thin width, with a buckle laced at the back of her neck which was fairly difficult to get to by herself quickly, a small transplanted device attached to it would provide the shock needed if Red deemed it so. After she had been detained by the collar, he'd speak up with his gruff voice, I do... she's all fucking mine now... ain't that right? Halbred held back a gasp when he noticed Red's face and arm, which were both trickling blood still. Red didn't care nor did he seem to even be bothered. Halbred would mutter, ... boss, boss... she got you... she got you good... Red would snarl and look over his shoulder while he let go of her chin, Shut your damn mouth. This is the last free woman in the whole damn State. I know it... He'd look down to her while still straddling her hips. Now tell me, slave... He'd crack his bruised knuckles before his chest while his grin tugged along dried lips. I'll shock you... fuck your ribs up ... but you know what, I feel generous... A sadistic lick to his bloody bottom lip would be given as he curled his right fist up tightly again, Tell me you're my bitch and I'll stop right now. You better fucking convince me too, or I'll make sure to really punish you. Halbred would pick up Red's shades from the floor, which had been somehow intact.