Jeepers Creepers: Vendetta(Haitus)

Chapter 5: Retribution

So this chapter is gonna get gruesome, so I'll let you know when you can skip getting to the end. I promise though, the next chapter won't be as much. Maybe even heartwarming!

( At the abandoned factory)

Corbin sets the unconscious body of Taggart onto the same table his son Billy died in, where the blood has long dried up by then. The Creeper did the honors of tying up all his limbs, tightening to the point of discomfort as it almost blocked the blood flow; yet this was needed as Corbin injects him with a syringe full of adrenaline to wake him up while concurrently making sure he's awake throughout the whole ordeal. 

"ARGH!"

"Sàmhchair agus èist!"

Corbin commands Taggart before punching his face hard enough to make his nose bleed and most likely knock out a tooth. He spits his bloodied spit at Corbin's face, which only caused him to get a slash in the face by the Creeper. 

"Don't."

The Creeper threateningly growls out, causing Targgart to freeze up at the sound of it. Corbin took the opportunity to inject Taggart with another syringe to his hand, this time its contents being transparent lime green.

"What did you just put in me!"

Taggart demands, only to be met with a blow to the stomach. The Creeper looks over at a nearby table to select the proper tool, he feels would inflict the most pain on Taggart yet keep him alive long enough.

"Black Mamba venom, something I picked up in Africa. Lucky for you, it won't kill you right away although you will experience intense pain as your body goes in paralysis."

Corbin explains, taking out some knives of her own to test their sharpened points with her thumb. She over at her mate, who had a blade with a serrated edge as he looked over at her with a silent question as he holds it out for her to see.

"I believe that will do, amour"

( Warning of the more intense gore, you won't miss much if you just skip ahead)

The Creeper nods in confirmation before briefly nuzzling his cheek against her own, which she reciprocates with a lick to his cheek. A groan of pain from Taggart quickly reminded him of what he was going to do. He forces Taggart's jaws open, as he uses his claws to grab at the old man's tongue which pierced it. 

The old man tries to move his back into his mouth, but unable to do so or even say anything as he found his throat and mouth dry. He could only make groans of protest as The Creeper takes the blade at a painfully slow pace, cut off his tongue. Taggart could do nothing but swallow his own blood as the Creeper presents it to Corbin. Despite the sweat running into his eyes and the fact that his vision was blurring, he could clearly see Corbin pecking her mate on the lips before taking the tongue to swallow whole. 

'What the f*ck? F*CK! F*CK! F*CK! When will this end? When is she going to kill me?' 

These thoughts ran through Taggart's head as Corbin looks down at him, making sure to make her own blade visible to him to see how it gleamed dangerously in the low light. She walks around the table he was on, circling around him as a predator would before going in for the kill. It didn't help that he couldn't exactly see or guess where she was going to strike; yet, knowing her, that was most likely her intent to make build up his fear. She leans down to his level, inhaling with her third nostril up and down his body to savor the fear pooling off of him. 

She then stands back up to then plunge her knife into Taggart's left upper thigh, leaving the blade in. Taggart lets out another scream that echoed throughout the desolate building; bouncing his pain off every wall to fill the air with it as it fades away, not to be heard by anyone else but the creatures that relished in its sound. Letting it go through their ears to permanent memory as it reverberates through their very skulls.