Onihunter Yuna

05 Punishment

The weapon clicked loud.

Surprised, Yuna opened her eyes. Nothing had happened. Two heavy hands laid on her shoulders and she tensed up instantly.

"Oops. No more bullets.", remarked Tirr, who stood directly behind her to whisper in her ear.

He grabbed the barrel of the revolver. Slowly, he pulled it out of her hands. Yuna turned around and looked at him confused. Grinning, the fiend held the barrel against his temple. He pulled the trigger several times. Every time the gun clicked.

"What a shame, that would have been awesome." Carelessly, Tirr tossed the revolver across the room, until it landed on the ground. "But you ... you little bitch. You'd shoot your own father just to save your skin."

Yuna's face turned red from indignation and shame. "You made me do it!"

"I had a difficult childhood, if that apologizes for my behavior." Tirr laughed dirty.

"You monster!"

"Yeah, yeah, we already had that. You start to bore me."

His right hand shot out and wrapped itself around her throat. Within seconds she hung helplessly in the air. She tried very hard to push her fingers between his hand and her neck, but his grip was iron.

Attentively, the monster studied her face, turned her slightly to the left and back to the right, to get a better look at her.

"You're actually quite pretty." Tirr inhaled her fragrance. "And you smell so delicious." He pulled her up close to himself and licked her cheek with relish.

Yuna grimaced and struggled even more to escape from his grip. "Let me go!" Her legs were flailing helplessly.

With his left hand he stroked slowly through her blue hair. "No. It's time for your punishment. You wanted to kill your own father. You've been a bad girl."

"You forced me!"

"One more sound from you and I'll tear out your tongue. Got it?", snapped Tirr.

Yuna's eyes widened and she nodded hastily. Again tears welled in her eyes.

"Good girl. Wait." With his left thumb he wiped away her tears. Yuna squirmed and tried to turn her face away from him. "Careful. We don't want to gouge your eye by accident, right?"

The blue-haired shivered. She stared into Tirr's blood-red eyes. They narrowed to amused slits.

"I'd do that only out of pure intent." His malicious grin graced his mouth again. The girl's heart pounded as if it tried to break out of her chest. Slowly his left thumb deformed into a claw.

Yuna panicked. "NO! Leave me alone!", she yelled. She shook herself. Kicked him into the abdomen. She yanked on his hand and defended herself with all her might, but she was completely at his mercy.

"No!", groaned her father at the edge of unconsciousness.

At first, she did not feel the pain. It felt as if something had flown into her eye. She tried to blink. Then a wave of pain of the likes she never had experienced so far, rolled over her. Her head ached. It burned. An unbearable pressure demanded its place. Her head was about to explode. She was shaking uncontrollably and didn't even notice, that she was screaming once again.