Signed In Blood (Part 2)

Now that no one can escape its time to turn it up a notch, going over to my other “victim” I slam her in the chest restraining her, then turn to her acquaintance shaking my head as he comes at me thinking to protect her and simply lash him up as well. With all my prizes wrapped, playtime can begin, but with all the pool tables its too confining, so to get the festivities started I flip the one in front of me out of the way smashing the people on the other side underneath. Now that has created a quagmire of confusion, I dive into the crowd, teeth, and scythe like blades on my fingers shredding those before me, quickly bathing me in their blood, slicking the floor. Bloodlust kicks in, as chunks of flesh coat my hands and face, matting down my fur, drowning me within my frenzy and through it all I’m surprised at how calm I feel with the taste of innocence going down my throat, sending involuntary spasms through my muscles. Something catches me In the shoulder…. Then another in the back, stepping out of a pile of body parts and organs I spin around wiping my mouth with the back of my hand to find a crowd of ten with pool balls in hand, I can play along, stepping towards them I fan out my tendrils of darkness, oh this is gonna be good. They start assailing me with their projectiles in a rainbow hued barrage. As the spheres approach me I become semi-tangible allowing them to pass through me but convulse like I’m being pelted, can’t spoil their vigor. eventually I get bored and send out my extensions to catch their weapons and return them. I watch one nearly rip the jaw off a fellow hearing the bones snap while several others shatter the breast bones of six or seven, ignorant fools, sending them with bone crushing force to the wall. Enough of this, their will to live has got me seething, I whip open my trench coat unleashing the utter darkness within me in a boiling mist, lights shatter and blood slowly freezes within the carrion before me as I cascade throughout the place.