《CARNAGE CARNIVORE - A dragon devouring faeries...-》Dangerous Days
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I still had the sweet taste of the fairy. I ordered the robot to take my little prisoner away.
"Let's get her washed and taken care of! And give her something to wear!"
They took away the creature less brutally, who was moaning in tears.
With a snap of my talons, everything in my inventory disappeared and the room was dark as death.
Then I went to a room with a large monitor projected on the wall showing a satellite map (old, there were no more satellites in operation and it was not even known if there were any still in orbit after all this time, probably blown or pushed elsewhere by the solar wind.
But the drones and the rounds allowed us to get a gradual idea of what was in the immediate vicinity.
The villages were still spread out compared to the ones before, in the time of the humans. This was because the creatures were winged and lived in a sort of magical Soviet-style republic.
In her cell, the fairy was slowly recovering. Her emotions had been pushed to the extreme and her fear of me was becoming sickly.
"Zaya... poor Zaya... To end up like that... !She was naked and still seeing the stuffing machine. And the expression of horror and pain when she saw the belly swelling, distended to the stomach and even the juice and stuffing coming out of the mouth.What cruelty... what barbarity.
and. Above all.
Why this gratuitous violence.And... the size. This monster could change size and posture. It was smart.
She put her hand on her belly, thinking about the ultimate horror that her companion had suffered. When she finished washing herself, she dried herself and put on clothes that were luckily in her size.
Then, the banishment came back to her and she started to cry again. She had to tell them, but would they believe her?
Meanwhile, I was on the promontory, lying on a rock, basking in the sun. Waspi, washed and ready, wanted to go around her cell. But... the door was open! She pushed the door open and the corridor was lit up.
She saw guards standing at each corner of the maze and there were green arrows pointing to the "Exit" sign.
Probably an exit?
She passed the guards who did not react, as if in a stupor. And... out of curiosity approached from behind.
Quick as a flash, he turned his head 180 degrees, showing a movement of horror. Waspi was in shock. The robot waved his finger and pointed to the exit.
She did not hurry. She rushed through the corridors and the robots were numerous, sinister and of red color and others of green color. What were these golems? These demons?
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Out of breath, she saw a huge door with a platform and me in front of it taking the sun. She had to go through me to get out. There was a table with honey and purple chews and tea next to where I appeared.
"Are you leaving us already?"
My aura made her fall at my feet. I had my big size.
"Waspy... you can go home if you want... but is it still your home?"
Waspy stopped short. The sentence must have upset her and she couldn't put one sentence in front of the other. On the table, there were handcuffs and a fairy chain. Of the color of Zaya, well, of his hair.
Waspy: "But it's Zaya's... ! "
Me: "I think your companion wanted to capture you and hand you over."
"How could you do such a thing to her!" shouted Waspi.
I do not react to these provocations.
"My dear little fairy... you still have a lot to learn. You are naive. Your companions, if they have not yet rejected you, will do so immediately. They cannot suffer from the hard reality and if they have the head in the flowers, they do not have any more the feet on ground. "
Then, devouring her with his eyes: "So... what are you going to do? If you have nowhere else to go, you have your cell. You're free to set it up however you want. You'll have my protection."
"To eat me later? Carnage?"
"I only eat the fruits of the forest. Not the ones that think and have a real soul...You have a real soul. It must still be growing, but your companion was just an empty copy. Moreover, what makes me mad is that she doesn't even have the survival instincts that even a prey has to defend itself and try to survive. As if life has no value, because we come back again and again by the moon dew. It is an abomination, a disrespect for all the beings that have fought from the spark of their existence to their end."
It was a harsh and unforgiving concept that the fairy had to assimilate. But she began to understand.
Waspi: "If I return, then they will kill me?"
"Without a doubt."
Then, lowering my head, I pointed to an L-shaped object with a trigger.
"This is a gift for you..! Take it, but be careful. The hole comes out a point to stop an enemy. If they come at you to capture you or hurt you. You aim here or there or there if you want them to scream in pain".
I pointed to her head, heart and legs with my claw.
"They will respect you afterwards...
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And if the leader is mean to you. You aim it right between the eyes, as close as possible and push the button. You even have a sight with a cross in it.
You point or I said with the cross."
The gun was small but unobtrusive with small ammunition but at close range, it was devastating.
"The bullet points open like a flower on impact."
She picked up the object that fit snugly in her hand.
There was also a little belt to put it in.
What a strange object!
"Ah, yes, in the pouch there are spare cartridges. Don't point it at yourself. Never and do not throw the cartridges in the fire. It's dangerous!"
With that, Waspy flew back to his village.
"STAR! Take three more robots and equip yourselves with gliders. We'll surround the village."
Star: "Your orders, Professor?"
"Espionage and infiltration!"
The robots stretched a web between their arms and body and the arms extended.
They stooped and attached a propeller to their "Coccyx" and threw themselves off the promontory. They flew like drone planes and had no problem discreetly following the brown fairy. She had white skin but brown hair.
When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the other fairies shouted to warn the principal.
"Waspy... you are not welcome anymore. You are banned!"
"Principal! Let me speak!"
She frowned and wanted to speak.
"Zaya is dead!"
Principal: "Dead? How? Did you kill her too?"
"NOO... It's Carnage. He's huge. He's almost as big as the village. He set the forest on fire, killed the undines and ate the gnomes!"
Principal: "Enough! Go away!"
"Zaya was stuffed with gnome paste and then swallowed whole. He said she tasted like honey."
Principal: "And you want me to believe you? Then why are you here?"
Waspy: "He's from the world before Tyrant... he's going to destroy everything! He has an army!"
HAHAHAHA! they all said. The fairies laughed and threw stones.
Principal: "Catch her we will bury her in a hole! That way she will be in front of Tyrant who will decide whether or not she can come back.
Waspy: "You don't understand! Zaya will never come back! He devoured her!"
Group of fairies in heart: "as if someone or something ate another. HAHAHA!"
They came at the little fairy with ropes and flew like wasps towards her.
She then pulled out the gun.
Hahaha! they laughed!
Waspi aimed at the nearest one and the moment he touched her hand
BANG!
a hole between the two eyes. And he fell down...dead!
The main one was holding his belly. Yellow blood was flowing. She put her hand, not realizing the gravity of his mortal wound, then she made a face of incomprehension.
"Waspi???" Why did you do that? What have you done?"
The other fairies became furious and started to cast spells of thorns but much stronger to punish Waspi.
But she aimed, shot, shot and shot again.
The fairies fell like flies.
Waspi was as if in a murderous trance. It was her but not her at the same time.
The principal ran away and so did the others.
I saw the spectacle through the cameras of the drones.
I was stunned, breathless!
It was impossible.
This fairy... she was a treasure!
She slaughtered a third of her village. . MOUAHHAHA!
I rolled around on the floor, hitting the ground.
Then I replayed the massacre and watched the facial expressions.
The village was deserted... Then...
"BUT IT'S NOT TRUE!"
Waspi tasted the blood of the victims. She had her finger in her mouth, then put it back on the puddle and started again. Then, on all fours, she began to lick the yellow puddle.
"That's right... That's honey running through our veins...Carnage was right.."
She sucked the blood that flowed through the hole made by the gun and soon her entire chin and face were plastered with the fruit of her crime
I shouted at the TV: "Hey, leave some for me! Greedy!"
I tore myself away from my den and rushed towards the village.
Waspi then went to the fairy dust tree and dipped her head in the nectar.
Then she looked at the gun and put some cartridges in the magazine.
And she flew away to chase the runaways. then she changed her mind.
Then she took a lantern and threw it into the cells and huts.
Everything went up in flames.
The drones had taken over the bodies of her comrades and they were "pralinated"
To my great astonishment, the fairy was crying and she passed in front of me. Entering my den and locking herself in her room that I had prepared.There was nothing to say. It was morbid. Even for me.
At night, I was preparing my feast and she came to sit next to me, not even looking at her former comrades being put in pieces.
She held out her plate in silence.
"I want to get stronger too!"A
robot cut a purple and a golden piece into a tartar decorated with little flowers and a fairy honey sauce. My guest complied and ate her entire portion in silence. I was shocked.
But really shocked....Then she walked back to her room and turned around, "I want to know more about your world. The world before!"
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