Must Read: Laraba (Werewolves,Vampires, Witches)

6 years ago

Must Read: Laraba (Werewolves,Vampires, Witches)

Xavier took a swig of the cigarette and puffed thick cloudy smoke onMeshach’s face. “Are you sure? Because I know you are still going to
squeal more than what I need from you when I’m done enjoying myself.”
He blubbered.

Torturing his victims was something he enjoyed doing. Just like a stud
enjoyed humping, and Nigerian officer enjoyed taking bung, Xavier
enjoyed only two things in his life—inflicting pains and smoking. Most
times he derived dual pleasures mixing the two together, just the way he
was doing now. That was why he enjoyed dealing with victims who were
intransigent like Meshach, his only desire now was Meshach not to squeal
quickly, so he could enjoy himself to the fullest.
“Hit me all you want or better still, increase the vervain around or perhaps
stick a bullet in my brain, I won’t squeal a thing.” Meshach said feebly.

Xavier jeered loudly. “I can’t believe your brain has dwindled so low that
you can’t even think straight again. Who is talking about increasing the
vervain around you or sticking a bullet in your brain? You should know
boss will have my head on a plate if I should ever think of that” Xavier
said.

“I can see you’ve run out of ideas.” Meshach said and stared. “Release me
now, and I l will consider the kindness Iater so I won’t have to kill you.”

“Idiot, I should be the one talking about kindness here.” Xavier blurted and
walked up to a knob behind Meshach.

“In a moment from now, I know
you won’t have to throw snide with that your tongue, instead you will be
begging me, and you know what? That’s the part I love most.”

Meshach scoffed derisorily. “Let’s see what you’ve got scumbag.” He
jabbed.

Xavier nodded. “Okay.” He mouthed and hit the knob behind Meshach.

Immediately, iron steel covering the opening right above Meshach parted,
Meshach at first wanted to grin at Xavier’s foolhardiness, but when the
reality of what was about to dawned on him, he face groused in horror.

The steel parted, paving way for the blistery sunlight into the chamber.

The moment the rays of the sun touched his unclad body, Meshach roared in
reckless abandon as his fang shot out and claws sprouted frenziedly in
response to the throbbing pain gracing his body. His skin became scalded
and tingled.

Xavier accompanied the scream loitering out of Meshach’s mouth with
another deep quaff from his cigarette. He quaked his head vigorously like
someone in convulsion, and groaned like a berserk swine. Then he puffed
the smoke out from his mouth in his usual preferred ring-shaped trolling
over his face. The feelings was sweetening to him. Quenching an abysmal
thirst in couldn’t even describe in him.

“So what’s your decision now vampire? You mind telling me how I can
find this Ryan Jericho or you still intend to keep your mouth shot and let
me enjoy more.” He lashed out scornfully, prying his badly tingled body.

Meshach couldn’t take the pain anymore. It was extremely excruciating
that it hurt more than inferno. And moreover, he had started to have a
rethink if he was foolish to be protecting someone who he wasn’t sure was
alive. For all he knew Ryan was dead, until Lazarus jumped out from the
blues tattling J0yst!ck-and-bull story of how Ryan still exist. He couldn’t
imagine taking another session of such gory pain protecting someone he
wasn’t sure was alive.

“I don’t know where Ryan is, but I can tell you how to find him.” He
m0aned breathlessly.

Xavier burst into a wild jape. “So coward of a vampire.” He mocked,
rueing deeply inside how he wouldn’t be hearing the melodious-screams
of Meshach again. “Now tell me how to find him vampire.”

Meshach sniggered derisorily, spluttering thick gore from his mouth. “You
are not expecting me to squeal just like that, are you?” he blurted,
gesturing towards the fettered hands and legs. “You want Ryan, I want
freedom.” he maundered derisively.
His captor nodded knowingly, delving another stick of cigarette from the
pack and drove it into his cleft lips. “Nice deal you’ve got, but I’m not
taking it.” He said, lighting the cigarette.