Cannibal (Book One of A Bloodline's Saga)

Poor Souls

How can you go on? 

You miserable excrement excuse of a life

You've torn us all down

From the inside out

BOUND. FOR. HELL. 

Betrayer

"Right, you, come with me." Alistair points while advancing towards me, my hands fumbling with the book to put it down as adrenaline kick starts my heart once more, just in time for him to grab my wrist. 

Ripping me from my position with my shoulder giving out a painful crack, I make sure nothing feels broken and find everything is still in place. He just yanked it too hard and made it feel dislocated in the end.

Semi-tripping over my feet until I'm able to regain full balance in the process of trying to keep up with his fast pace, I'm then thrown into the bathroom with a towel and clothes thrown in my face.

"Get changed into these, we can't risk the fact people didn't see us on our way here." he charges, my unsteady hands retrieving the clothes from the floor before doing as ordered once the door closes firmly behind him. 

Placing the sim and SD card into the clean pair of socks I have been given, I quickly wash my hair then move to my body until I'm finished. 

Shooting out of the shower and chucking on my new outfit, nothing special apart from different coloured jeans and long-sleeve, I alert Alistair only he doesn't come.

"Hey, I'm done!" I shout as my fist pounds on the door and picking up a crack in complaint from the old wooden door.

With my intent stare surveying around the dirty white walls to inspect for more cracks, I let it go and sigh up at the water patches from past leaks.

"What the f**k am I going to do now?" I question more to myself though my mind ticks away on an escape plan, the door eventually bursting open with Alistair coming into view and his pale blue steely gaze automatically latching onto mine.

"Get out I have a task for you and Luke." he snarls while his hand grabs a handful of my wet hair when I don't move fast enough.

"I'm coming! You don't have to pull my f*****g hair!" I shout and attempt to break free from the tightening grip. 

"f**k UP!" he screams with a hard backhand across my left cheek, silencing my protest as I feel blood trickle down my lip. 

My tongue darts out to catch the warm liquid, the taste sending my vision red though I keep calm in favour of saving myself and Luke. 

Cunt.

"LUKE!" he screeches with his glare not wavering once from my direction. 

Seconds later I make out things clattering around somewhere in the house before Luke comes limping out and chest heaving, his russet gaze ignoring everything around him to offer me a half-smile. 

"For f**k sake, stop hurting him!" I bawl when his bloody face covered in bruises and other abrasions drops it's half-smile after taking the few steps towards me, then witnessing him collapse in an exhausted heap. 

Turns out he was attempting to mask his pain though it's taken a lot out of him. Now he's in my lap wanting to pass out though something won't let him, my tears dampening his shirt and a little on his face which I regret because they're probably dripping into his cuts. 

"f**k babe." I sob while I start stroking his locks, yet the c*****g of a gun stops me instantly. 

"You touch him, and I will happily kill you and that thing growing inside of you." he sneers as my quaking mess of hands slowly retracting from Luke's heavily breathing form.

"Now I am here because we need food of a different kind, and I need you two to help me get it." he explains with a sickening smile while my face pales.

No way am I helping him get his hands on people to eat! I would rather die than carry that f****d up mission out! 

"How am I supposed to help when I'm f****d?" Luke spits out with Alistair smiling down at him as something sinister dances in his pale blue eyes.

"You will both make friends with these people to lure them here. Luke I am simply using you as the prized trophy here considering women love a man with scars, cuts and bruises." he states plainly with both Luke and I shaking our heads and opening our mouth's in protest, my anger boiling at the thought of some girl all over Luke and automatically seeing red. 

Nope not going to f*****g happen, Hell would have to freeze over in order for me to let that happen, and that I don't see happening anytime soon. 

"f**k UP! The both of you! Now you will do as I say, or else!" he snarls when the tip of his cold gun presses uncomfortably into my stomach. 

You won't do it you pathetic piece of s**t, you love what's growing inside me too much to kill it. I mean who's heard of a cannibal wasting his favourite meal? 

"I don't want to eat Ashley because I still love her, even if she did try to kill me or wanted to tie me up until you had the baby. Crazy the things you do for love I guess, because if I had it my way I would eat you then your baby then my son because why the f**k not, I'd happily break that rule." he snickers as I gag a little behind my hand.

So there's rules about eating your own kids, I thought these psychotic f***s had no rules and ate whoever and whatever the f**k they want. 

"I will be stalking your every move so I know you two are doing your job prope-" 

"And how do you suppose we do this without getting caught? People would have seen our faces all over the news." I cut across him in a shaky voice with Alistair's hard stare once again on me.

"Because you won't be exactly showing yourselves in the daylight, I'll be having you lurking outside the pubs and nightclubs to collect everyone you see that fits what I want." he smirks while his eyes set on Luke and a knowing look attempting to reach his gaze, which Luke is trying his best to avoid. 

"You know what I want, why else is Emily even here? I was the one who sent you after Emily, though you fell in love with her. I mean it's clear considering she's pregnant, but then you made it worse for yourself when you killed the wrong person and asked me to help cover it up. So really I'm doing all of this for you Luke and you're being a little ungrateful about it all!" he snaps when Luke scoffs before glancing at me, my entire being shocked due to what I just heard, legit shaking me to the core. 

This is up with a phone call telling me my Mum is dead, that heart stopping. 

"You what?" I squeak after I finally build up the voice to speak. 

"It is true, but I didn't kill you or your sister like he eventually asked me to because I love you and your sister treats me like a brother in some aspects. I mean I should know because I had a brother until he ate him. That's the reason why Mum and he broke up. She went out for work one day and came back to their baby eaten. Remember that Dad, you told Mum that Shane tasted f*****g great you baby eating piece of s**t!" he screams, my stomach summoning vomit to my throat as Luke distracts me with a sound as if he has just figured out something. 

"You won't kill us you'll hold us to keep your sick pleasure of eating babies, going. That's why Ashley lost her s**t when you tried killing Emily for the baby, because every time the word baby is mentioned around you, you get a f*****g hard o-" a square punch to the face silences Luke, Alistair readjusting himself while making sure his boner isn't noticeable.

"Now, Luke is right. I do plan on eating the future children you have, but it takes too long so that's where you come in and make friends of both genders, Emily. That is where I come in and make the magic happen. I was getting to the baby part but Luke bet me to it, I guess you could say." he goes on and clearing his throat then running a hand through his thinning hair. 

"But don't get me wrong, I will kill the both of you once I have enough people, you are only alive because I need you." he speaks over the top of Luke trying to either ask him a question or abuse him. 

Either way it's better than what Alistair just said. All I know for sure is Luke is staying true to his word in wanting to leave his old life behind. Why else is his father so pissed at Luke for not doing what he was told in taking me and my sister, out? 

"So what do we do now?" I ask with my voice cracking as more tears seem to stream down my face.

"You will start tonight. You are to lure the people into the car Ash and I will be in, then both of you get in with them and leave once Ash and I have our hands on them. I will take you both back to repeat the process but make sure they're completely drunk. Now remember I will be watching and if you make a wrong move, you will die. But do it right, and I will consider letting you keep the child you have. But the next one that comes, and it will, I'll be giving that one to Ashley because let's be honest here, I've always wanted a grandson. That and you aren't meant to eat family, but as you can tell I won't pass up the opportunity." he snickers while my jaw clenches along with Luke's until we're dismissed to our rooms and told to wait for our new outfits to come. 

Knowing we can't even mention his Mum or anything about getting a phone and the getaway car Luke is planning on sneaking out and sussing, I start to think that maybe if I write it down on paper then we can talk that way. Only I know they will somehow find out in the end and then we're all dead. 

Wiping it from my mind when the door opens and a skimpy looking dress lands in my face, I catch it just in time before it hits the floor.

"You will be wearing these heels with them as well." Ashley informs me while lobbing matching black strappy heels my way. 

Looking at how tall they are I only sigh and think of how I'll be able to get the sim card and SD card into a safe place without sweating on them, that and how am I going to go throughout the night avoiding a broken ankle?  

"You've got five minutes so I'll be right outside your door if you are a second late!" she barks and slams the door. 

Stripping the clothes I'm in now, I slide the black skin tight dress on with my bump sticking out a little, and the hem of the dress stopping mid-thigh. 

With no stockings to cover the scars on my legs as well as the fact that I haven't been able to shave my legs since I was kidnapped, I run a hand through my hair after slipping the shoes on with the straps crossing at the front and tying behind. 

When I'm down to where am I going to put the sim card and SD card, I start to sweat and fidget while my mind races and attempts to find a solution.

Looking around the room my mind then clicks to a flashback of when I saw a bit of ripped off plastic from something unidentified, lying on the counter in the bathroom near the back. 

So putting them in my bra for now considering one, I'm not sweating that bad and two, it will only be for a few seconds. I then let Ashley know I'm done after giving the thin strapped, cleavage revealing dress a last once over, the material a stretchy kind and one I do not know the name of. 

"Don't you look nice? Now go and get your hair done or whatever else you need, I'll do your makeup when you're finished." she orders in a softer tone which surprises me, yet it still doesn't stop the slight jolt my body gives when I hear her voice. 

With Ashley right behind I start to freak out as it dawns on me that I won't be able to get ready alone in here. Only something comes to mind when I walk past the toilet and wonder about grabbing the plastic. 

After that I tell her I need to pee and then that is when I'll be able to wrap it up, and put it back into the safety of my bra without it showing.

So entering the bathroom and ordered to stay here while she gets the things I will need to brush my hair and whatnot, I feel that luck is on my side yet again when I snatch up the plastic staring out at me, as if it's screaming my name. 

Picking up that she's still f**k around I pull the items out and wrap them up before quickly stuffing them into the side of my bra, where my arm will cover the little bulge of plastic.

Well, that saved me a trip to the toilet. 

Seconds later she's back in handing me a brand new hairbrush, hair straightener as well as dumping a case full of different kinds and brands of makeup in front of me. I then realise that they wouldn't have bought these, they would have accumulated these over the years of killing people.

Feeling disgusted that the clothes and other s**t I've been given had been those of dead people, I sense vomit crawl its way up the back of my throat. 

"You look a bit pale did you want me to get you something to eat?" she questions while she watches me brush and style my hair then straighten it, my bangs and fringe well overgrown and parted due to not caring about it. 

So I end up parting my bangs from my fringe and style the fringe so that it sits above my eyebrow when it falls, due to the way it's parted now.

Straightening my bangs so they just show, I run my fingers through my newly styled fringe so that it's away from my forehead before making the rest of my hair dead straight. 

"No thanks, I'm just a little nervous and I think it's also the pregnancy." I lie although I have been feeling a little off lately, but it's the way I'm living that's making me sick now, it's the lack of food as well as type of food they're force feeding me. 

Dear God no! I would rather eat dirt than the food you have to offer! 

"Alright, well you'll be eating when you're finished your night's work, though you will have to hurry because we won't be hunting in the same place." she explains when she faces me towards her so she can start on my makeup.

"Okay." I murmur while she tells me to close my eyes and whatnot, my mind ticking away on how the f**k I'm going to look considering I've never witnessed this woman put makeup on. 

"You know I did have a daughter. She taught me all she knew because she was studying to be a makeup artist. We would bond and do each other's makeup and give each other pointers, well maybe me." she chuckles lightly with my eyes finally able to open and meet with Ashley's watery ones. 

"What happened to her?" I ask while my voice cracks due to lack of use. 

"She was killed; she went out camping with her friends in an area where the cannibals over there are worse than us. Luke's father was actually from there, so that's why he's a little more-"

"f****d up?" I intervene with her expression stern, yet it softens when she nods her head.

"Yeah but she didn't know that considering I wasn't a cannibal all of my life. This life started for me when my daughter was killed and I met Alistair. He killed the people that killed my daughter and we actually ate them together. But the f****d thing was, I felt a sense of relief, as if I've just closed a chapter in my life and opened a new one. I thought you would have felt the same as me the night I fed you Jake, only I don't think he meant that much to you." she goes on, her voice still soft like the strokes of the brush she's using on my face. 

"He did at one point in my life, but then Luke came along. I mean even if he was sent to kill me for his father, I still can't stop loving him. There's something-"

"I don't want to hear it! He has hunted and he's killed, he's tasted and he's wanted more than anything, that you can't change about Luke no matter how many kids you spit out! He is only decent because his mother is inside him." she sneers with my body tensing as if I'm going to be struck where I stand, yet nothing comes. 

"Do you know why Stella is a cannibal?" I question while the words fall out of my mouth before I can stop them. 

"She was a cannibal like your father. They both met at a gathering for cannibals considering we all keep connected. Anyway they fell in love then Shane came but you know that story now. Then came Luke and that's when Stella ran off with Luke, until he was old enough for his father to pretty much kidnap him and teach him everything he knows today. Alistair thinks the community Luke came from are a bunch of p*****s, but between you and me he fears them considering Stella is high up. She is the one who is able to organise the people for the wealthy cannibals to eat, as well as track down the ones who want to be eaten." she explains and adds the final touches to my makeup. 

"My advice to you, there is no point in loving Luke. If you do make it out of here, he won't change. Even if you do have his child, he will find a way back to his old past and that is craving that need for human flesh. It's a taste you want again and again, but Alistair has taught him to have it as a delicacy. But now as times are getting harder for us, we have turned to a more flourished stock." she tells me as my stomach warns me of incoming bile. 

I can't believe it, this cannibal thing is large than I thought. I only assumed they were a small community, but it has boomed obviously over the years and the results are they're everywhere. 

"Well I guess thanks to you I won't die and neither will Luke-" 

"You'll be f*****g whoever we tell you to be! If Luke dies or you die after this child is born, then you will both be replaced! So get that idea of you two having a happy love ending, out of your f*****g head and get with reality! He isn't going to love you once he is free, he is using you to get out of the s**t he got into killing Ja-" 

"Because he loves me! He wouldn't have killed Jake if he didn't love me!" I shout across her, her face of anger twisting into one of sadistic laughter.

"I forget how pathetic girls of your age are. Did you ever think that he killed Jake because he was hungry? No, because you are so wrapped up in the fantasy that he loves you that you are looking past the fact that he killed your ex-boyfriend for food." she smirks while I instantly move back from her balling fists. 

"You can't twist my emotions and turn my on Luke, he loves me and I love him. Otherwise, he would be helping his dad instead of getting beaten!" I yell with Ashley raising her hand I gladly moved away from prior, to strike me though she's stopped.

"No use hitting her now, it will only draw attention to her." Alistair comments lowly and causes Ashley to freeze mid-strike before gently lowering her fisted hand.

"You are so f*****g lucky." she sneers then pushes me out of the bathroom.

"Luke it's time to go!" Ashley yells as we begin heading out of the house.

If there's a means of escape tonight and Luke is able to get us out of there, then I'm taking it despite if there are consequences in the end. We need to get the f**k out of there and get help. It has been too long and is slowly rounding up to a month and a half since I've been missing.

I miss my Mum, my Stepdad and Lucy. I don't think I could nor can live without those three and I'm barely hanging on as we speak, regardless of how much I thought I hated living with them.