BRUTAL MURDER
964 Words
Her granduncle...
"Grandpa, are you fine?" She approached him worriedly. Under all her glorious and heroic façade, she was still worried.
"Yeah just these stupid locks that haven't tasted my real strength," he replied with a tone full of arrogance.
'Now that's how her real grandpa behaves,' she thought with a smirk.
Seems they didn't investigate properly into the real and weird behaviours of her grandpa. They probably assumed the normal behaviour of 'ministers' will be the same as his.
"So why haven't you let them experience your real strength," she asked sarcastically.
"For two reasons; firstly, I don't like to show off," he raised his chin up to the sky as if praising and declaring his holiness and purity without the taint of unrighteousness. "And secondly, these poor locks will be disabled beyond repair for life."
She raised her brows, poor locks?!
Who was the pitiful one then?
She grinned and continued in their battle of tongues picking up with his act, "That's my Superman grandpa Buddy."
"So where's the fool that impersonated this unique character that can never be impersonated," he insulted his brother at the same time slyly praising himself.
"Oh, you better don't ask what his fate is, Buddy."
"I trust your villainous nature, my dear sis," he replied with a smirk. The first attribute that attracted him to her. A little child that would kill to preserve her family's secret which he doesn't know until now. Both of them for the sole purpose of revenge against the government.
But there was one thing he was right about though, he could never be impersonated...
***
Poosh...Boom..
The different sounds of mini explosions sounded in the extremely large laboratory. Different scientists and chemists under the DESHINA had been carrying a large scale experiments on the special dry ice.
"Be careful while using it. Although the quantity may be large, it's not enough for you to waste," the head chemist echoed.
The scientists merely nodded their heads in acknowledgement and completely immersed themselves in their work.
The DESHINA had refused to share their project with anyone. They said they only wanted their scientists to experiment on it and of course, take all the credits at the end of the day even though it was never said. They were called selfish by the public.
However, they came out and gave a satisfactory explanation that they didn't want any problems for others in case there was a deadly variant in it. The fact that they were the ones that brought it to earth compelled them to be the only ones to see to it, pay the price and to avoid the unnecessary involvement of others to create a crisis. And then, the public deemed them righteous. All that was needed was a bit of manipulation.
"Hey guys look, I found something," a chemist screamed in excitement attracted the other's attraction.
***
"Are we attending the festival?" Chloen, Ashimara's brother asked pitifully.
"You want to?" Grandpa belched in satisfaction with no shame after he finished his meal as Ashimara feigned disgust at him.
"Hell yes," Chloen shouted out.
'Corrupt boy!' Ashimara shook her head.
In every city, ten different platforms were raised for the 'Marsigras' festival. In the evening of it, on each platform, stood 7 people; 4 females and 3 males who would make love to themselves till the morning. Different people took turns when one is tired and all couples or non couples could start making love openly under the blanket of the night.
There was no such thing as 'virgin' in the land. Virgins his the fact that they were virgins to avoid shame and embarrassment. There were no religious practices but they were people who gave up marriage to serve the scientific fathers and prodigies in their temples (A/N: For those who were dead). There were also memorial tablets and amulets sold to remember them. However, on the festival of 'Marsigras', those priests or priestess who had their lives dedicated to the serviceof fathers of science could perform an orgy.
Grandpa and Ashimara followed Chloen to a site as he rambled on about them being one of the best platform on the planet for such acts.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't turned on, but she didn't want to indulge in anything just yet. Besides, it was still too early.
"Bye Sis," Chloen shouted out to her as his group of concubine males and females had surrounded him for their night. Grandpa had found himself already a pretty damsel and they'd left already, remaining her.
She sat on a bench under a tree to calm her wild and raging nerves. A pretty with red hair approached her and sat beside her.
"Hi, I can see your lonely," she spoke in an Eastern accent.
"Well you saw well pretty one," Ashimara smirked as she turned to face her. The red haired wasted no time as she grabbed her lips. They were locked in a tight pleasure and separated when they were out of breath.
"You're sweet," the girl said as her hand ran across the curves on Ashimara's body, "And beautiful."
In no time, they were already surrounded by shrubs and plants covering their activities as they were already stripped to their under wears. They both were already deep in their romance as they worked together in perfect sync, "I want to take you now," the red haired uttered with rapid breaths.
"Do so, am eager," Ashimara replied with a deadpan smile on her lips.
The red haired smiled in contemplation and then bent. Her fingers traced down to Ashimara's hip and then her navel. But then, she suddenly paused as her eyes turned dead. Slowly, she turned lifeless and fell off from Ashimara's body.
She was murdered, brutally.....
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