The gruesome finale was unexpectedly prohibited, the shower of sanguine liquid that should’ve coated his form upon impalement having been prevented. Thoroughly caught off guard, shock was just as apparent as rage, the incensed, ❝WHAT!?❞, that burst from lungs making the terrified state abundantly clear. It was an unnatural occurrence, for assaults to be so effortlessly swatted aside as if nothing more than an irritating gnat. So overwhelmingly outmatched was he, of that much was now evident, but the sequence of events could not be altered, what had caused this confrontation unable to be taken back.
With unforgiving force did a heeled boot slam into the features of the countenance, a resounding crack indicating that skull had partially cracked upon the impact with the concrete. It blurred vision, the numbing pain overtaking senses as darkness encroached, the excruciating ache only meant to increase. Air left lungs, the heedless jumping upon sensitive areas leaving the male winded, having already been gasping and left to fruitlessly attempt to think rationally, to collect himself and find a way out of this harrowing situation. Frantic, resembling a frightened animal, there was no escape, of that the Undertaker made certain.
Forcefully drawn from aching lungs was an agonized scream, palms mercilessly torn through by the thick slabs of wood. It hadn’t been prepared for, the searing pain, the delighted tone, the petrifying fear that overwhelmed him much in the same manner as the male had. Fruitlessly did body frantically twist, pulling at the restraints in an attempt to garner freedom, but all that resulted in was creating additional throbbing from the speared flesh. Breath came out in short, wild pants, pupils sharply contracted by the nauseating horror induced by the implications made by the captor that an unspeakably vicious end would befall him.
This was not how it was supposed to be.
To revel in the suffering of inferior beings, to indulge in the misery birthed through the cruelty they were subjected to, was the only position meant for him. To create widespread despair that was simply euphoric was a task openly beloved, immeasurable pleasure drawn from the broken bodies and minds of those entrapped by his insidious nature, was what define him, hatred what maintained the fragility of his existence once body had been destroyed. To be the one experiencing what it was that he’d heartlessly done for over a century was karmic justice, a humorless joke that had bile gather in the back of his throat.
The urge to vomit was barely stifled, contained to save face by the most marginal degree even though it was unfeasible that any amount of respect was harbored by the superior being. He was being looked down upon in every imaginable manner, dissected like a common worm, regarded as an unimpressive specimen despite the words that had been chortled. It was enraging, questionable pride rearing forth as to be likened to the very humans that he ruthlessly decimated was unforgivable, no matter how it was so on point it was in this moment.
He was not one of them, he was not weak.
Lips were wet in preparation to speak, to spew heedless cusses, the metallic tang of blood impossible to ignore but it was not acknowledged. The severity of the situation was discounted, known for what but it was unable to be helped in any case. For that was bravado forged, voice weakened by the injuries sustained but still maintaining it’s grating edge, honed by the impudence that was fostered.
❝That’s for me to know .. e - heheh .. and for you to find out! Normally I’m down for a Q&A, but this time .. it’ll be like pulling teeth. You won’t get a damn thing out of me, you .. piece of shit. Might as well finish me off while you still have the chance, ahaahaha— ahhh... ah.. ahahAHAHA!❞ Deranged laughter escaped, hacking coughs between each chorus of disjointed laughter rattling the broken form bleeding upon the ground. The serpent was no fool, the goading intentional to incite action as to stew in the current hapless state was a loathsome idea. ❝Haaaah... maybe you don’t have what it takes? Come on, kill me! Do it, kill me! Kill me, kill me, kill, kill, killkillkillkill — Tear me apart! Rip me into pieces if you can, but don’t think for a second that I’ll forget it! I’ll destroy you! I’ll leave nothing of your decrepit body left — KYAAHAHAH — DO IT!❞
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