Fallocaust (The Fallocaust Series) (57 page)

When Nero let off the last shot though, Perish grew some balls. I watched the scientist get up, put the pup down and deck Nero in the back of the head. His lips made the distinct ‘fuck you’ shape.

Nero barely flinched, he turned around and gave Perish the most withering, life ending glare ever.

I smiled to myself, though I was too out of it to do much else. This was the best movie in the world. Perish stood there frozen, before he just booked it and ran. Killian started to cry.

“You want him to live?” I said in an acid tone to Killian. “You don’t want Perish to die? Want to finger fuck him some more?” Killian cried harder, I knew I was being an asshole but my state didn’t allow me to care in that moment. My attention was fixed.

Perish ran out of the lab, my heart jolted as Nero ran after him. Perish was going to die, I knew it.

The scientist ran into his room out of the view of the camera. But I could see where Nero was, when the man darkened Perish’s bedroom door way, I could hear him start to plead.

“No, no, no...” Killian cried quietly.

Nero threw Perish into the hallway, slamming him into the white walls. Perish broke down and put his hands over his head. I had audio and video in the hallway, this filled me with joy.

“What’s made you so fucking confident, huh?” Nero roared, I could see a red welt on the back of his neck. He raised a hand and hit Perish hard on the mouth.

My mouth dropped open when Nero ripped Perish’s shirt off. Perish cried but didn’t move, the next thing I saw was Nero taking off his fucking pants.

“NO!” I had to put my hand over Killian’s mouth to muffle his scream. The hallway wasn’t far from here. We both watched as Nero took out his cock. Perish took one last look at it and his face dissolved into tears.

Oh... oh this was glorious.
“Suck it, boss,” Nero snarled, he reached down and grabbed a fist full of Perish’s hair. He pushed Perish’s face into it.

The doctor sniffed, and looked away, but he put one hand on Nero’s stiffening member and started stroking it. This was the best thing I had ever seen.

“Put your mouth on it,” Nero commanded. Perish obeyed this time, and right in line with the video camera feed he started sucking Nero off.

My focus shifted when Killian looked away.

“Jealous? Should that be your cock in his mouth?” My low voice was taunting. The boy cowered down, and wiped his face with his sleeve.

“You’re sleep deprived, Reaver. Stop being such an asshole,” he whimpered. “You’re really mean when you haven’t slept, or had drugs.”

“If it doesn’t bother you, then watch,” I commanded, turning my attention back to the screen. Perish’s mouth was bobbing up and down on Nero’s dick, tears streaming down his flushed face. Like a good little whore he was. Given different circumstances it would be Killian’s cock. The thought of that filled me with rage.

It took a good ten minutes of sucking before Nero came. He gave out a stifled moan, and his hand on the back of Perish’s head gripped. That was the only way you knew, Perish didn’t let a drop slip out of his mouth. He had probably sucked off King Silas and his other chimera bastards too many times to count. He was probably a pro.

I told Killian this, but he was too busy trying to stop crying. I asked him if he wanted him to suck his cock and I think he called me an emotionless sociopath. Yeah, so I was? He knew what he was signing up for. Next time don’t shove your fingers in another guy’s ass.

I was about to let Killian leave the chair, when there was a new flurry of desperate pleading. I looked at the screen again and saw Perish getting pulled out of his pants.

My throat felt tight, the scientist started sobbing so hard he kept gagging. Nero had is pants off almost completely. I saw his fist rise and fall again and again on Perish’s face, until the crying stopped.

The chimera scientist was dazed, he lay naked on his back. Nero bent over him, pressed his legs back... he grabbed the hard piece of flesh and mercilessly pushed it inside of Perish. Perish’s face opened in a soundless scream before without pause he started to roughly fuck him.

Killian tried to get up, but I slammed him right back down. “Watch!” I snarled. “Watch your precious little scientist get raped.”

“Fuck off, Reaver!” Killian cried, his breathing started to become short. “Why are you being so cruel to me? We won, we got the password. I got it for you, we know where the key is. I got what you asked.” He quietly cried, trying to muffle his own noises with a hand over his mouth. I clung onto him and watched Nero thrusting into Perish. The scientist was letting out sharp groans of pain with Nero’s quick and rapid jabs. He was rough, without restraint or lubricant, different from how Reno did it. The guy was ruthless, I could see blood on his cock.

Every time he cried out I remembered him hitting me, taunting me, making me watch Killian wander around for days looking for me. Thinking I fucking abandoned him. Then later on telling me with such joy how he was going to fuck Killian. What now scientist? Not so tough now. He was only tough when your victims were caged and tied up. When he got bullied by someone stronger than him he crumbled. Now he was a squealing, pathetic piece of shit.

And my boyfriend was balling right with him.

“Watch it, watch all of it,” I growled into his ear, holding him down still. My cock was twitching now, it was semi-hard and tingling with pleasure. I hadn’t been sexually aroused like this in a very long time. I felt myself pressing Killian down on me further,  he wouldn’t notice.

Perish puked twenty minutes into it, Nero had some stamina I would give him that. By the time he came, Perish was a twisted heap, on his side but with his ass exposed. Blood freely running down his backside and was now streaked on the floor. It looked like a murder scene.

Nero got up and wiped his cock off on Perish’s lab coat and he walked to the lab without another word.

I wished I could have met him under different circumstances. He was a man I could have some respect for. Nero Dekker was my new favourite person, though he didn’t even know I existed.

He killed those stupid creations, and he fucked the piece of shit that fondled my boyfriend and beat the fuck out of a chained and collared me.

I looked at the back of Killian’s head as he cried...

... and he was crying over him.

I pushed Killian off of me. The force of the blow had him falling on the floor. He brought himself up to a sitting position and backed up into a corner.

“Reaver, I’m scared for you,” Killian pleaded. “You’re not yourself, baby. You’ve lost it. You’re not my Reaver.”

I stared at him for a few moments, he stared back. His blue eyes were red and puffy, and he was trembling. Looking at me with... fear? No, I was his boyfriend he had nothing to fear from me. He was scared that his new little fuck friend was in peril.
Perish was crying in a pool of blood. Nero was in the lab. I found myself looking back at the screens.

Let me out Perish... let me out... I want your brain, I want to eat every bit of your flesh. I want to skin your cock off, and your balls. Maggots everywhere, huge, crawling slippery worms on thousands of legs.

“I want to eat his brain, Killian,” I said out loud.

Worms, long, white worms crawling around Perish as he crawled to his bedroom, leaving a streak of red coming out of his ass, I could see Nero’s cum dripping out too.

Nero was gathering papers. His face turned into the deacon human’s as I watched him, before he melted off screen. I looked at the light to blind the melting away from my eyes, before I watched more. I wouldn’t take my eyes off of the screen for long. I needed to be alert.

Be alert, be alert, be alert.

“Reaver!” Killian was sobbing, I felt his arms around me. But I was too busy watching the screens to push him away. “I love you, I love you. Please, acknowledge I’m here, can you see me?”

Let me out Perish.

Let me out.

Killian sobbed into my shirt.

Hours went by, things melted, things bubbled. My eyes kept drying out and I had to remind myself to blink them. Sometimes I think Killian reminded me. Perish was in his bed, I heard the mattress squeak every once in awhile when he shifted. I was more watching the screen Nero was on. He was moving files and boxes of things with the legionaries.

Nero took one last trip up stairs and found Perish in his room. He had a cigarette in his mouth

“Master’s going to replace you soon, he’s already training your replacement,” Nero’s voice held no honesty to those threats, only cruel taunts. “So I would start finding a new place to live. You’re not welcome in Skyfall, we’re even planning on burning down your skyscraper.”

“You’re lying, Silas wouldn’t do that to me,” Perish whimpered.

“Maybe I am, maybe I am not.”

There was the sound of a zipper, and Perish started to plead again. This time I turned the audio down, I didn’t want to hear him getting raped again. That moment had passed.

Should I still sodomize Perish even though Nero fucked him? It might make it hurt more, or less, I wasn’t sure how it worked. He might just be numb now.

Peeling the skin off of his cock, and slicing it off would work still. Nero didn’t touch his cock, I had seen it hard enough times to look forward to seeing it as a bloody limp piece of flesh, severed and laying on the cold floor.

Killian would cry, but if he hated me for it I would never forgive him. He had pushed me to trust him with this, he had told me he was strong enough. The touching I could and would forgive, but I couldn’t forgive him actually feeling badly for Perish like this. This mad chimera was holding us captive, no matter how nice he seemed to Killian.

Another hour bled into the last, Nero was gone and Perish was just moving around in his bedroom.

I looked at the screens I had turned off days ago. The feeds that surrounded the city, I reached over and quickly turned on the one in front of our apartment buildings. The quad was still there.

I paused though, I blinked my eyes hard to make sure it wasn’t a hallucination.

The bags had been moved around, one was even on the ground. I made sure Killian wasn’t looking and turned on the other screen.

The sleep deprivation shot right out of me.

I could see Greyson and Leo walking down the street, their guns slung over their shoulder. I didn’t recognise the place enough to know exactly where. They were weaving through cars. They looked... they did not look good. Their body language was slumped, their eyes were sad. How long had they been looking for us?
How long had it been?
I turned the screens off, I felt tempted to break them so Perish wouldn’t be able to see, but I suspected it would be safe. Nero was long gone now, and if they were in the area that Nero and his group were they would have taken them by now.

Suddenly Perish was on screen again. He was walking, down the hallway to where we were. I was surprised to see he had a gun in his hand.

This made me anxious, I looked around for something I could defend Killian and me with but all I could think of was the chair. I moved the metal around to see if I could wedge it un-shut when I felt Killian put his hand on me. He slipped me a scalpel.

Right his fucking satchel bag.

I slipped the scalpel into my pants and got on the other side of the door. I had my finger over it when it opened.

“Killian, come with me, okay?” Perish said quietly.

“Why... why do you have a gun?” Killian asked nervously.

I saw Perish hand it to Killian, the boy looked down at it wide eyed.

“Come with me.”

Killian shot me a sideways glance, and he walked out the door with him. I lunged at the closing door as he left, and stuck my hand over it. I gave a grimace of pain as it closed over my fingers, but I bore it. I waited until I saw them enter the laboratory downstairs  before I opened the door. For the first time in days, I was free. No chains, no detonator with Perish and Killian busy. I needed to find my fucking gun, the key to this collar and my knives.

It was payback time.

Chapter 25

Killian

“Perry... you’re bleeding,” I said to him as he slid his card to open his laboratory door. The whipwolf, still alive, screamed and barked at us, but Perish ignored him.

The scientist tightened his coat over himself, and wrung his hands. “I hate Nero, I hate his kind.”

The doctor walked into the room with the abominations. He walked over to gnasher spider and put a hand on its head. It was a crumpled mass of limbs, all folded around its self. It was stone dead, just like the pig human in the other enclosure.

He sat back up again and took my hand. “Come, I have a surprise for you.”

We went back out the doors and into the hallway again. Perish stopped outside of the only door in the long hallway, the one he had told me not to go into. He let out a breath and slipped his card, the green light appeared and he opened the door.

The smell immediately took me back to the Slaught House in Aras and when Perish turned the lights on I realized why.

Because it pretty much was.

There were rows and rows of metal cages against a concrete wall. All of them were filled with arians, not rats... arians.

“Please! Let us go!” I looked over to see an older man, with a long greasy beard flecked with grey. “Tell him to let us go, boy. Please.”

I looked at him and gasped. His leg had been completely severed off, but it looked like it had been surgically done. He was leaning up against a young boy, one arm around him, one supporting himself on the metal bars.

“Help, please!” A lady my age put her hand through the cage to grab me. Perish saw this and to my shock he raised his gun and shot her in the head. I screamed as the woman stumbled back and fell to the back of the cage. The room exploded in desperate hollering, and the metal rattle of bars and chains.

Perish picked up a metal bar and banged the cages to quiet them down. Yelling at them to shut up as he did. His voice had changed, his face had changed. I had never seen him so unhinged and angry. I stared bewildered, feeling a cold snake slither its way up my spine, leaving frigid water in its place.