Gunshots were heard. I could smell fresh blood in the air as well as... Bernard's blood. Oh, it seems I was wrong about him, and he has some fight left in him. But even if he hasn't died before... but would now. Although, I can respect his attempt... but it's useless much like a piece of chocolate on a chocolate pastry, though we like the latter. As for the former, it's utterly useless.
"What the hell is happening?!" yelled Aska.
I replied, "You should know that yourself. How would we know? Maybe you can go and check it out yourself."
"As if I would! They can handle themselves! Instead, you should be worried about yourself," snarled Aska.
"What is happening?" It seems Ginger has woken up.
Ginger's face was swollen. She looked at Lisa, who helped her to stand up.
"Are you alright?" Lisa asked.
Ginger nodded slowly and replied, "My jaw hurts," her eyes widened in realization, "Lisa, why can I hear gunshots?" Wow, your sense of preservation is too high.
Shaking her head, Lisa said, "I don't know. But we can use this distraction and escape from here."
Aska sneered, "Hey! Have you forgotten about me? I am standing right here! Outside this very cell! Don't make me come inside!" She punched the cell's bars in anger.
Suddenly, Bernard entered the room. He was bleeding profusely. Countless wounds were marring his already ugly figure as he made his way towards us. His chest was covered in ice... oh, so that's how he is still alive. The ice has stopped his bleeding, giving him an opportunity to fight against these people.
"Bernard!" exclaimed Lisa. There were tears of joy in her eyes. She was clutching the bars tightly. Heck, even Ginger was crying with Joy.
"Where did you come from? You are supposed to be dead!" Aska yelled. She tried to shoot him but Bernard threw... an 'ice cube?' Are you kidding me?! You come in a battle and throw a fucking ice cube?! Who taught you to fight? But to my dismay, the ice cube knocked the gun out of her hands.
I looked at the scene with blank eyes. She should have at least tried to use the shotgun, which was lying near the chair. Idiot! Both of them are!
Bernard pushed Aska into the ground and took the cell's key out of her hands. Without wasting any second, he ran towards us and unlocked the cell.
He didn't see the shotgun, did he?
"Bernard! Look out!" shouted Lisa. But it was futile. Aska had blown Bernard's brains out. And by some luck, his brain pieces fell on Lisa's face, who was mortified with shock. I think some pieces went inside her mouth.
Unable to control herself, Lisa puked out all her insides along with Bernard's brain pieces. I tried my best to not laugh at such a funny scene.
"Ahhhhh!" screamed Ginger, whose face was covered in blood.
Aska yelled, "SHUT UP! AND GET BACK INSIDE YOUR CELL!" But Ginger, who had gone mad, ran towards her. Why didn't this happen in the first place? It's so entertaining! A mere idiotic woman, without any weapon, thinking that she can kill the woman, who had just killed her friend with a shotgun? I can never find this anywhere! It's a single chance in a lifetime!
Gritting her teeth, Aska shot Ginger's head and once again, Lisa's face was covered with a human's brain pieces.
Lisa puked again, only to shot right in her stomach. She flew in the air and hit the cell. With a loud thud, she fell on the ground and lost consciousness.
"Shit!" cursed Aska. She pulled her hair in anger and glared at Lisa's conscious body. "Who told you to scare me?! Fuck! I shouldn't have shot her! I thought she would attack me as well! Argh, fuck it!"
I snorted, "You get scared very easily, don't you? That's why you hit Ginger with all your strength. To prove that you are not someone to be trifled with."
Aska turned the shotgun towards me. She sneered, "Get inside the cell! Now!"
I smirked at her words. Did she think that guns can harm me? Probably, it can harm humans... but not me. Fresh blood's smell was filled in the air. It was so intoxicating and seductive that... I can't even describe in words. It was teasing me so much, trying its best to make me drink it. Lust is grained in every creature's DNA, though it varies. Each of us has our own set of rules dictating what type of lust is affecting us. For me, it's the lust for blood. Although, I can control it... but there are times when I let myself go with the flow, especially with so much humans around.
Several of Aska's friends entered the room. Some of them had ice daggers stuck in their bodies.
"You! How could you Aska?! You killed two of them!" yelled one of them.
"Yes! I know that! But the main item is still fine and that's what matters the most!" Aska screamed back.
"Yeah?! What about the other two?! WE WERE GONNA PLAY WITH ONE OF THEM! THE GINGER ONE!"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! SHE TRIED TO ATTACK ME! AND FUCK YOU!"
"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOUR MOTHER!"
"OH?! FUCK YOU AND YOUR ANCESTORS"
"Oh, shut the fuck! All this screaming is making my ears hurt! My ears are hurting!" I yelled at them.
Their bickering was hurting my ears. I am a fucking vampire with super hearing and their continuous yelling is irritating.
I was going to kill them slowly but now I finish it as soon as possible. Their bodies and soul will cry when I put my fangs inside their flesh and suck up all the blood from their bodies, leaving only an empty bottle. Besides, I am tired of this shenanigan with these people. After I am done with them, I will find some new toys to play.