Posted at 6:14 am on Oct 19, 2015 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
Harm? That's cold! Why can't you people just accept me for who I am?!
The monster beef was oozing in Red's pants, leaving a large, wet stain. With the way Red was half breathing, half giggling, anyone watching would have taken him to be a lot more out of his mind than he was.
Making his way down a small hill, he removed his hand from the pulsing monster beef and reached down to grab something from the ground. It was a bolt-action rifle, probably left behind by a hunter from the castle. Not the Guardian of Wickedness' preferred type of weaponry, but he was already thinking of ways to have fun with it in his hunt for his Angel.
Hearing another scream, he followed it, finding himself on the edge of a small clearing in the woods. And there she was, squirming against the log, rapid movement occurring under her midsection at his arrival.
"Shh! I'm wooking for my wittle Angel cakes!" Red stepped out into the open, the hunting rifle aimed at her head. Due to his closeness to Angel however, he dropped the gun back to the ground as the monster beef grew another foot, forcing his pants to pop back down to his ankles.
Red stumbled towards Angel, his pants dragging across the ground, looking at her with a frightening hunger in his eyes. The monster beef bounced with each step, pre-cum dripping to the ground in thick, sticky strings. "Angel, I need you! Your body needs ME! We were made for each other!"
Before the tip of the monster beef could even brush Angel's cheek, there was an explosive bang, leaving a large hole in Red's back that went through to his chest. His blood splashed all over the monster beef and Angel's face. He fell forward onto the ground and behind him was Darkspade, holding the hunting rifle.
It wasn't long before Red started to get back up. Spade was already striding towards him though, ready to do anything to protect his granddaughter, especially if that involved bringing an end finally to the Guardian of Wickedness.
