Chapter 2: Sin of weakness 2
The door pulled backwards silently, and an obscene scene displayed itself openly to his naked eyes. Maybe Lloyd shouldn't have opened the door at all. No, it was not his fault that he saw the two of them on the couch. The girl had long wavy hair, and her blouse lay on the floor. She was topless, and her medium sized breasts pressed onto the man's chest. She was pulling him by his necktie, and her mouth intwined with his, short breaths escaping her. The man was enjoying the treatment until his eyes rose to see a glaring figure standing before the couch.
The man froze and stopped kissing her back, his gaze now fixed on Lloyd. The girl reached to his neck and placed a bite mark whilst softly saying,"Come on now darling, don't be shy". The girl then saw the man point fearfully at something infront of them. Her gaze followed his hand and then she saw him. Standing there with his face all crumpled up in indignation.
Lloyd's day could not get any worse, right? But then here he was...getting stabbed in the back by someone he cherished. "Babe, no it's not what it looks like" She rose up from the couch leaving her partner stupified. Covering her chest with a white bed sheet, she strutted over to Lloyd and hugged him dearly from the front. "He forced me..blackmailed me.." Tears streamed down her fair pretty face and she sobbed against Lloyd's chest.
For Lloyd, time had come to a still long time ago. His thoughts built upon one another, questioning all the morals of humanity since the dawn of time. Good people always suffered while the bad ones lived on without a care in the world. Was the reward of being a good human only pain and suffering? There was no point to it, he decided.The loyal Lloyd Hammings had been treated like a dog by his partner..
Her sobs became louder and more annoying to his ears. "Aurelia..." She stopped sobbing and looked up to see a passionate, friendly face looking back at her. "You believe me right baby?" Her hand wrapped around Lloyd's neck while she leaned in to kiss him tenderly. "Yes, I believe you Aurelia" Her face lit up in happiness at his response. Lloyd smiled, maybe he could forget about it and give her another chance.."Step back, Aurelia. I'm going to show this thug what happens when he comes in between our love" She quickly obeyed and stepped to the side.
"She seduced me, man! I'm telling you the truth!" Lloyd stepped forward, contempt written all over his face. At that moment, Lloyd could not differentiate between humans and reapers; After all, humans are just monsters with brains. Lloyd's arm emitted black smoky fumes and a blessed scythe appeared in his left hand. He hurled the scythe at the man. Spiritual form: Beast of darkness. Mid-way, the scythe transformed to a dark shadowy creature with two clawed limbs and a razor sharp mouth. It flew right at the man's crotch and the teeth sunk in. The man screamed as he tried to get the creature off, but his hands passed right though it. It simply was intangible.
The beast spewed out the piece of flesh it had torn off the man's crotch right beside the lamp next to the couch. Blood stained the couch and floor while the man collapsed, bleeding out.(The piece of flesh was censored for some reason). Aurelia gasped at the terrific sight while Lloyd turned to face her,"Don't worry babe, I took care of him just like you wanted." Lloyd had not realised it at the time yet..but his descent to corruption had already begun.
Aurelia's reaction was priceless as she could not utter a syllable. Although Lloyd was aware that Piers would not have been happy with him after what he had done.. He was six feet under now. Sealed for eternity. "He could never stop me" he said out aloud. Her knees buckled in fear and the bed sheet she was holding fell down, uncovering her perfect dreamy physique. Aurelia felt a warm fluid stream down between her thighs. Lloyd could not bring himself to kill Aurelia with his own hands. He just wasn't cruel...
...enough. What kind of man took disrespect lying down? He scoffed at the thought. The beast of darkness used its claws and tore part of her body completely. Aurelia's vision blurred as she struggled to breathe. Gallons of blood dripped from her face... Her lower jaw rested on the floor. She took it with her hands and tried placing it back with tears flooding her eyes. She was using her mouth to kiss that bastard am I wrong? Blood filled her lungs as her muffled breaths desperately attempted to keep her alive....She drowned to death. Lloyd had successfully killed her without using his hands. What about the police finding the bodies laying in the living room, you say? Any living thing killed by seers disintegrate to ashes... They are completely purified.
Ironically, Lloyd's stress levels increased even more. He couldn't bear staying in that house anymore, he needed something to calm himself down.. People usually drank to forget their troubles, he had heard. "Let's try it out tonight" he headed to the club. Now, what do you think happens when an angry man develops a false stereotype about women and goes to drink?
The lights flashed with multiple color pallettes, and the music boomed across the room. He was at a spongy sofa, sipping a whole bottle of tequila. Even regular seers don't have that much resistance. He had paid for the VIP section and a stripper named Louisette. The stripper was dancing on the pole seductively, smiling at Lloyd heartily with her enticing green emerald eyes. She was not petite unlike Aurelia, much more refined curves barely restrained by the thin fabric exotic wear. As he gulped down the drink, disturbing memories of his life as a seer came to his mind. Dead comrades, Terrifying reapers... Mocking enemies, Priests orders...All these things lead to his negative emotions taking control of him.
It was only after the squeak of the stripper did he realise the weight of his actions. He saw her arched back before him and quickly let go of her brown hair as she fell down with a moan. Her exotic wear lay torn by the sofa as well as herself laying senselessly on the the floor. That night, Lloyd came to a horrifying conclusion which he had to live with for the rest of his life. He had both killed and created life within a matter of hours.