Cannibal (Book One of A Bloodline's Saga)

Forever f*****g Up Lives

Gnawing into savage being 

Carnage from excreted spleen 

Rotten stench

Indulging vomit

Stillborn anal symphony 

Extirpate all the fluid 

Bleeding Spawn 

Hours seem to have ticked by once Luke and I finish cleaning the house, my eyes taking in the fresher looking walls as well as carpets and furniture due to Alistair and Ashley's connections. 

"Good job you two now go and get yourselves cleaned up, our guests will be here in half an hour. As a reward for tonight, you are allowed to spend the night with each other. Though you will have someone guarding your door at all times and windows as well. We cannot afford anyone to escape now due to our numbers already being low as it is. The police are well and truly involved now because some of the people you got your hands on are already up for missing persons." Alistair explains while Luke and I drop our heads, yet there's laughter and ones of pure happiness I guess you could say.

"But not to worry, the connections to us have not been made so there is no need for punishment after all." he beams drunkenly just as Ashley arrives to take us both to our rooms and get changed. 

I peer down at my elegant dress, the colour of red wine and the material from the waist down in a ball gown-like manner, and touching my toes. 

The rounded neckline and top half of the dress hugs tightly against the baby bump, the straps a centimetre or so thick across with red bows stuck on either sides, of the front and back straps. 

With a red pair of closed toe shoes heels to finish it off and my make-up complete, Ashley styles my hair then hands me a bag of clothes. 

"You are to get the others dressed and send them up here one by one. I'll be teaching you how to do the girls makeup one day so I don't have to do it." she explains before I'm told to look at myself in the mirror while giving my hair the final touches. 

Lugging the heavy sort of bag towards the basement, I'm halted by Luke and demanded what I'm doing, my hand somehow lifting the heavy ass bag as if it's my answer. 

"I'll help, Dad sent me to find what you're doing and check if Ashley needed help getting the others ready. Dad's planning on making a bargain with a few of his higher up contacts, the other's lives for Dad and Ashley's safety from the Police's radar." he explains with my eyes welling with tears when the reminder of not being able to get out of here, resurfaces in my mind. 

"Don't worry we will get out of here, even if it means me dying in the process." he half-smiles while trailing his eyes down at his bruised up body. 

"I won't be leaving until we're both able to, you hear me?" I declare as tears now fade away and we reach the basement door. 

Calling out his father's name, we wait a few seconds then inform him what's going on, his father unlocking the door and sending us down without a word. 

With people gasping and crying in fear, I slowly approach them with my hands up in surrender, all of them instantly changing expressions when they set their glaring gazes on both Luke and I.

"We come in peace." I inform and slowly place the clothes on the concrete. 

"How can you come in peace when you're the ones who put us in-" 

"Hang on a minute, I know you from somewhere." Vanessa intervenes, Kyle shooting Vanessa an annoyed glance for interrupting him. 

"Yes. I-ah I'm the one the news is raving on about. I've been missing for almost two months now." I explain as calm and casual as I can without breaking down, my stomach suddenly giving off a weird feeling and resting a hand upon the unsettled place. 

"Oh my God, that's where I knew you from! I thought you had one of those faces!" Kyle blurts with wide cognac eyes searching around the equally stunned and dawning faces, when they too realise where they've seen Luke and I from. 

"But it still doesn't defeat the fact of why they brought us here in the f*****g first place." Parker sneers from his place in the basement; all of them tied to chairs yet arm's length apart.

"Look I'm sorry we did this to you but we had no choice! It was either we die along with our child, or we do as they say!" Luke argues in a low tone as his stare and stance take on a defensive manner, yet Parker seems to only snorts and glance the other way. 

"Was raping us in the terms? Because not only was I raped, but he even gave Vanessa a crack as well as Claire, only I was lucky enough to escape when Ashley came down and practically threatened him with a knife." Kyle retorts, his words spitting from his mouth as if they're poison. 

"That's why they aren't talking to one another." Luke murmurs though I think that was meant to be a thought considering he's flapping his hand for me not to worry about it.

"Whatever if you get us out of here, we will call it even. It's f****d how a child is being held against you, even if you could have tried to tell u-" 

"How could we when we were wired?" I snap across Claire, everyone shooting us wide eyed stares as if we're full of s**t.

"You're-"

"If you say I'm lying I swear to f*****g God I will punch you right now." Luke snarls with his face right in Claire's, who happily pulls away in her restraints. 

"Yet you say you want to help us." she retorts while my eyes roll and I do punch her in the face.

"We are trying to help you and yet you want to be disrespectful? Please I don't want to make an enemy out of any of you; I actually want to get us all, the f**k out of here. All I need is a phone and we have a number that will have the Police here in f*****g minutes." I inform them as if even the flies will hear me, all of them straining their ears from their restraints to hear what I have to say. 

"So what, what would you have us do?" Vanessa demands when my eyes glance from her then Claire, her stare burning with the rage to punch me back, yet she wants to get the f**k out of here as well. So I won't be expecting that from her anytime soon. 

"We are still planning on that due to there being more of you, meaning Alistair and Ashley will have a few extra pair of hands coming to make sure we all don't escape. But our main plan will be discussed later on when possible." Luke explains while picking up the bag and passing the clothing around to everyone. 

"HURRY UP DOWN THERE! ASHLEY IS WAITING!" Alistair screams when the others grab for their assigned clothes, and I'm able to send Vanessa up first due to her being the first one dressed. 

She's clad in a similar dress like mine only without the ruffled bottom, yet it's black instead of red with her hair done up differently as well. 

Claire is after with her semi-gown like dress a deep sapphire, matching and pendant. Though Clair's hair looks better than mine and Vanessa's I reckon, once her and Vanessa are sent back down the basement with Ashley demanding the next one. 

"Alright your turn." Luke tells Kyle who's attired in a suit along with Parker, only Luke is summoned as well up the stairs and into Ashley's clutches. 

Wondering why we're dressed like we're going to somewhere elegant, we are all then summoned when everyone is ready to greet the new guests. 

"Tonight our friends come, so we will be giving them a good impression. Try and run and you won't have me to worry about trying to find you." he warns as we all squirm in our places at his words of warning.

"Good because they're here. Now you will do whatever these people ask of you, even if they ask you to f**k in front of them or snort lines of cocaine with them, you will f*****g do it!" he hisses before there's a knock at the door and Ashley comes rushing into the living room to tell him that they're here. 

With both Alistair and Ashley attempting to dress up elegantly like the people currently making their way into my view, all I can see are two recovering junkie s***h alcoholics clad in expensive materials and smells. 

Alistair's build will fool you considering he's as strong as ten men when you get him started and it's the same with Ashley, so it makes me think that the people they're eating give them that f****d up strength.

"Oh my God how the f**k are we going to escape now? We're going to be given f*****g away!" Kyle hisses with my heart racing and blood rushing through my ears, as I try and come up with a way to keep them all here.

Yet my plots are put on hold in favour of Alistair coming in with the remainder of men and women, either of them possibly here to save us or send us to our doom. No matter what, we're on the edge of our seats to see where this could lead to. 

The first man I properly glance at seems like someone from a movie, thick milky chocolate hair combed back with slight stubble. Even his brows are a bit on the thick side yet suited to his deep cognac eyes. 

Dressed in a suit and elegantly dressed like his lady friend he has hanging off of his arm, her lips pursed as if she's just stepped into dog s**t, I commit this man's face before moving on to his partner. 

To say she's no prize is a lie, she's f*****g stunning with her thick curls of nut brown hair, a steel blue stare and fair skin. 

Her makeup is done as if she's not wearing any, though it goes with her almost casual yet sophisticated outfit she has going on. 

With her bone white shirt sporting a slightly dipping neckline, some type of floral pattern blending in the shirt due to it being the same colour, skin tight jeans tipping on the black side and a pair of matching strappy high heels. 

I mull over what the f**k brought them all into this type of s**t considering they dress like they come from well-dressed families. Then again, apparently the rich ones are always the psychotic ones. 

"It is so hot outside, I'm glad we made it without dying." Belinda complains while fanning herself down and flickering her steel blue gaze onto the hostages in front.

"Oh don't be a drama queen; you were out of the air conditioned car for two minutes." Max drones bluntly with an eye roll as he too glances around his surroundings.

"Anyway, I'm sure you remember Carl and Maggie?" Belinda goes on, her body not even flinching at Max's words when she wait for his reply. 

"Of course, it's been a while." Alistair chuckles and extends a hand to shake them both.

"How are you?" Carl smiles and shakes his hand briefly. 

"Nice to see you Alistair." Maggie half-smiles then extend her hand as if she's royalty, Alistair kissing her ring before she's snatching her hand away. 

Okay what the f**k is that all about? Does he do it with all the women considering he didn't with Belinda, then again that's just maybe how she is and how everyone knows Maggie to be. 

Carl being in the same handsome movie material category as Max with his dirty blonde hair cut short and styled messily, deep pools of hazel and paper white skin, I start to ponder where they pull guys like this from, and not be in some high goal kicking career. Well they are but not in one which society approves of. 

He too attired in a suit and a different coloured tie to the others, his lady friend's clad in a pair of tight navy blue pants, ankle high coal high heel boots and a silky peach coloured long sleeve with a dipping neckline. 

Maggie of course is as gorgeous as Belinda, her locks a coffee colour, eyes a shade darker to almost mocha, sun kissed skin and a figure of a model much like the other females in this room. 

"And this here is Mike and Rhonda." Max states while moving his hands into the direction of the said couple. 

"Yes of course, how could I forget?" Alistair grins while extending a firm handshake towards the younger couple.

"Nice to see you again." Rhonda smiles with a delicate hand. 

"Always a pleasure." Mike chuckles as he seems to be the only one to share a longer handshake with Alistair. 

Mike's a fairly tall man clothed also in a suit, much like those who surround me now with thick henna locks cut short and styled in a sort of pushed back manner yet a little to the side, his eyes a watery blue much like my Mum's only a shade darker, and tannish skin with slight stubble. 

Then there's Rhonda of course as beautiful as ever considering these guys apparently don't settle for averaged looking women, her eyes a baby blue and skin the colour of babies almost, soft looking and unblemished and thick locks of raven hair straightened out a lot more than Maggie and Belinda's wavy hair. 

Dressed in a white long sleeve plain sweater, light denim skinny jeans and a pair of matching blinding white Converse sneakers, she too assesses her surroundings much like the others who walked in before her, yet something of more importance seems to be plaguing her mind.

"And Steve and Lainy." Max finishes when everyone is accounted for, Steve's tall suit clad figure blending in with the others as soon as he stepped into the group, only his wheat coloured hair, gunmetal grey yet almost ice blue eyes and palish skin set him apart from the others. That and he's a little more on the built side.

"It has been a while, how are the folks? I heard that the-"

"They're fine; the Police are off their tail for now." Steve cuts across Alistair, Ron and the others growing a little uncomfortable at the mention of Police. 

"Well that's good, let's just hope that Al isn't the cause of some of that." Max jokes before Steve can even say a word, a few of us in shock while the rest laugh at his snide remark. 

Glancing over at Lainy to get a proper image in my brain, I take in her white locks, chartreuse gaze flickering around the place and light complexion. 

Attired in a grey woollen sweater, white jeans and black Docs, she seems almost casual yet if she went out, she seems the type of person who could get into anywhere just by the way she holds herself. That and the scent coming from her states that's what money possibly smells like.

"Well I must admit Stella had better taste for gatherings." Belinda sighs when casting her steel blue eyes around the clean yet dingy walls. 

"I don't doubt she did, but Stella is out of the picture now." Ashley smiles tightly, Belinda and her sharing a quick glance then turning away to gaze at the water markings on the roof. 

"All I'm saying Al, as soon as we get the two we want, we will give you a better hideout." Max states with his arms now folded against his chest and his friend's hand dangling at her side, where is once grasped Max's. 

"Why thank you Max, I shall prepare the people now for you." Alistair announces and shooting us a deadly look as if to say get into position, a position we have no clue on so we all decide to line up in a single line.

"Mmm, I do like myself a red head." Lainy giggles with her chartreuse stare glowing in delight as she settles them over us.

"That's because you think they taste sweet." Steve whispers near her ear, her giggle sounding once again when more of Alistair's friends come over to have a feel or sniff. 

"I like this one, she seems innocent." Carl mumbles with a sickening smile then finishes his sniffing and licking of Vanessa's cheek. 

"Guys the Cops are coming our way!" Mike shouts as he puts his phone back into his pocket.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen let's move. Ashley and Alistair, I will give you the next location and time so we can finish this bargain. Also make sure there's fresh meat when we meet again, there isn't nearly as many people as we thought there would be considering the strings we are pulling for you, and the friends you plan on having in the future." Max announces dryly while Alistair straightens up a bit then nods his head. 

"I mean we are hiding fugitives because someone got messy." Belinda goes on and finishing it at that, all observing as they make their way to their car's and disappearing out the driveway. 

"Let's go! Everyone in the f*****g car, Ashley take the others to the getaway car!" Alistair rushes while grabbing Luke and I by the wrists and hauling us along after him, my feet tripping over one another before gaining my footing when I'm at the getaway car. 

Luke and I keep the image of what the car looks like locked in our minds, I find we're now speeding through the woods and eventually finding a dirt track. 

That was close yet how long will we have until Vanessa, Kyle, Parker and Claire are given away? And what exactly will become of them within the next week? 

Will Luke and I be separated later down the track or will Alistair and Ashley make sure that we aren't for sale, as f****d up as that sounds. But I would rather be with Alistair than the people he knows from his other cannibal community. 

Like he's f****d up but Stella and Ashley found a way to calm him down to some aspect. I mean you can still see the sick side from time to time when he flips, so I guess the Police and whatnot are getting to him now and Ashley is finding it hard to stuff the sick side back into him. 

"We will be free from the Police soon enough, it's just a matter of time when." Ashley states on loudspeaker from Alistair's phone, when we've been on the road for what feels like half an hour. 

"I know, but hopefully Max and Belinda stay true to their word and give us a place to hide out until all of this s**t dies down. Like I get giving two of my people away in return for the offer, but the pressure to get more is on considering I don't fully trust that the other four won't run away." he continues on with my heart leaping from my chest at the conversation before sensing eyes on me. 

Peering up at Luke from the passenger's seat next to his father, I take in his suit, styled hair as well as shaved face and revealing a completely different person underneath.

His once neat hair is now messy from being shoved around and whatnot, a small smile forming on his lips when he catches my teary yet distant gaze staring back at him.

"Please don't cry, we will get through this." he mouths while his father's too busy talking to Ashley and keeping an eye on the road before we take a sharp left. 

"I still haven't forgotten about you two; you'll be sharing a room for the night seeing as how we'll be bunking at Ron and Josephine's house." Alistair declares after a few more minutes on the phone with Ashley. 

"We are?" Luke clarifies with Alistair nodding his head and lighting a cigarette.

"Yes but isn't a reward, it's because we don't have enough room and it is only for the night." he warns when he take his intent stare off the road to express how serious he is.

"We know it's not like we could run anyway. Ron's got guns coming out of his ass and Josephine will not hesitate to cut the baby from Emily, so we aren't stupid." Luke grumbles, his eyes meeting mine through the side mirror as if to have me agree. 

All I know is if I see a means of escape, I'm taking it. And there's nothing on God's green earth that is going to f*****g stop me.