Posted at 8:58 am on Dec 24, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
Hey! No 'little' jokes either!
"JESUS CHRIST CHARON WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Red shouted as he sat up on the surgery table. Looking down at the dripping stump where the monster beef used to live, he screamed and let himself fall back onto the table. "Please tell me you're in the process of euthanizing me!"
"Right. Just relax, Red!" Charon said, trying not to bend the needle as she jammed it into the thick flesh. "This is going to hurt you a lot more than it's going to hurt me."
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! WATCH IT DOWN THERE!" he then shouted, gripping the sides of table to keep from thrashing around too much. Looking around, he spotted a mask connected to a tube and reached for it. "Is this nitrous?"
He jammed the mask over his face and started twisting nearby valves. When he figured out it was just oxygen, he tossed the mask aside.
"Right... almost... got it!" Charon said, standing back, still holding the needle. "Well, what do you think?"
Sitting up, Red looked down and sighed before he said, "I now look like I have a mutilated clit."
"Right. At least I prevented you from bleeding out," she said, setting the needle down and walking over to a sink to wash her hands, more out of concern of what STDs might be lingering on his crotch than the blood smears on her palms.
"I wish you would have let me bleed out," he mumbled, carefully climbing off of the table.
"It could be worse," Charon said, drying her hands as she leaned against the sink, watching Red dig through drawers and cabinets. "I could have left you behind. The Chanes probably would have come back for you eventually. Don't take that! It's birth control, not painkillers!"
Red turned the package he found around and read the label. It indeed said 'birth control'. Throwing it back into the drawer he found it in, he said, "Since you seem so determined to take care of me, I'm guessing you have another plan?"
Deadblood raised his bow back up, not sure what to make of a kid wandering around in the woods.
"What the hell are you doing out here?" he asked, cautiously glancing around, wondering if others were with the boy, waiting for DB to completely let his guard down. "It's not safe. If you're with someone else, I highly advise returning to them."
The boy only stared back, offering no response, no explanation for his presence. He was creeping DB out and while putting an arrow through a child's head wasn't high on his list of things to do, he'd do it if he had to. He definitely didn't want to let the boy inside. Angel was one thing. He sort of knew her from before and he felt that she wasn't a threat, not an immediate one. If he let the boy in, he'd probably kill them in their sleep.
"Can't you speak?" he asked, lowering the bow slightly, wondering if that might persuade the boy to answer. "Don't tell me you escaped from some asylum too. That's all I fucking need in my life. A bunch of escapees hanging around my cabin. Dammit..."
He was considering what to do since the boy still wasn't moving or answering, just staring, probably wondering what Deadblood's face would taste like, when there was a creak behind him. Briefly looking away from the boy, DB saw that it was just Angel, peeking out of the cabin to see what was going on.
"Careful," DB said to her as he returned his sights to the boy, who fortunately hadn't moved in to attack despite the easy opportunity he was given. "He won't answer me. Just pranced out of the woods like he's going on a fucking hike."
