Burke lay in bed watching the snow fall
softly outside. His hands rested lightly on his huge belly. It was nearly
impossible to walk due to its size. The demon-spawn growing inside him kicked
him fiercely.
The man entered the room. He smiled at
Burke.
“Come, it is time to bring forth the
Master’s child.”
Burke stumbled awkwardly down the
stairs to the same room where the child had been conceived.
“Lie down on the floor.”
He slowly lowered himself to the cold
stone floor. He lay on his back and spread his legs.
He stared at the man as he
began to chant. His abdomen clenched in agony as the
muscles began to contract. Burke panted helplessly as the man forced his labor
to start. A warm liquid gushed from between his legs. His stomach growled as
the metallic scent of blood filled the room.
His body felt like it was being ripped
in two as something moved between his legs. He screamed as a tongue began
licking the blood off his thighs. The child was far more mobile than a normal
child.
The man picked up the child and carried
it off into the night. Burke lay there bleeding to death.
Unseen hands cleaned the blood off of
Burke’s body. They slipped into his vagina and pressed on the torn vessels
until the blood flow ceased. He was carried upstairs and placed in the bed. A
fresh IV was attached to his arm and he was left there to recover or die.
Cain
Chase
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