TWENTY-ONE

Amber head was slumped over. Her throat had been ripped out. Ban had warned her to stop screaming, but she didn't listen. My eyes were wide as I looked at my sister's limp form. There was so much blood. I could smell the iron scent it left in the air.

My mother was sobbing and I wanted to tell her to stop. That if she were too loud then she would be next. No words passed through my lips though. My mind was so numb. My stomach twisted and I thought I would vomit, but not even that came up.

I never saw anyone die before. Amber had been the first dead body to lay before me. Ban untied me and I fell from my chair. My fingers slipped in her blood and I screamed before scrambling away. Rubbing my hands off on my pants it seemed to just spread over my body. I couldn't get it off. I couldn't get her blood off of me.

Ban grabbed me yanking me back to him. Somewhere between the start of this and now he had taken my pants from me. I was far past the point of being embarrassed that my parents could see me. Still I hated the look on my father's face. I couldn't tell if he was pitying me or disgusted with me. Maybe it was neither. I've never been good at reading people.

Even as Ban sat in the chair, I had just been tied to my mind was numb. He pulled me onto his lap and I gasped as he buried himself inside of me. My back arched as I felt him deep inside of me. This wasn't the first time tonight. My mother hung her head looking away. My father didn't look away. He glared as if glaring was the only way he could defy Ban.

I didn't know if I wanted to defy Ban. When our bodies were connected, it was easy to forget that my parents were in the room. When Ban was inside of me, he seemed to be the only thing that mattered. The only part of this whole night that made sense.

His lips against my shoulder felt amazing. He nipped at my flesh as he thrusted inside of me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I enjoyed the way I felt around him. His fingers came around the front of me as he wrapped his hands around my hardon.

How could he feel so good and be so wrong? Why did I want this as much as he seemed to? He killed my sister. It was her blood that he ran over me. What was wrong with me? Maybe I was as sick and twisted as Ban was.

"How does it feel, Natsu?" Ban whispered it in my ear. He grabbed a fist full of my hair as he yanked my head back. "Tell you dear old daddy how my cock feels inside of you." I did my best to shake my head. I didn't want to say something like that.

Ban slowed his thrust until he stop. I moaned wanting him to move again. This felt like a new kind of torture. His finger moved from my prick and up my chest. I could feel the warm blood that coated his fingers trailing up my chest.

A hiss of pain came when he cut my stomach. It wasn't a deep cut, but I knew how deep he could go. I knew how sharp his nails were. I knew how much strength his fingers held. My eyes shifted to Amber. If I didn't do as he said, he was going to kill me.

My sister had screamed and cried the whole time Ban attacked her. She had been in pain until her body went still. I didn't want to die that kind of death. I didn't want to suffer the way Amber suffered. I didn't want to die the dog's death that my sister had.

"I . . . It feels good." Ban pressed a kiss into my jaw. His hips starting to rock into me again. Soft moans parted my lips. I could feel his tongue run along my neck. The shiver that shook my body had nothing to do with the fear I should have been feeling.

His hand came down to my member again as he stroked me. Closing my eyes, I enjoyed the pleasure that he brought. Each thrust took me higher and higher until I was lost inside of him. Inside of this intoxicating feeling, he brought me.

"Enough," my mother whispered before looking up at the took of us. Ban paused yet again. Our bodies were still connected. I could feel the kiss he pressed into my shoulder. "Get off of him. Get off of my son." Her voice shook slightly.

I gasped as Ban pulled from my body. He pushed me onto the floor as he fixed his clothes. I watched the slight smile on Ban's lips as he walked closer to my mother. She was shaking her head. My father was rocking in his chair trying to break free again.

"Don't, please don't," I begged Ban. He came around my mother's chair. I could see as he touched her cheek. Amber's blood stained my mother's face the same way that it stained me. "Please," my cries was falling on deaf ears. Ban wasn't going to listen to anything that I said. He didn't care about anything but what he wanted. What did he want? To slaughter us all.

Ban nails seemed to grow longer and I shut my eyes turning away. There was a moment before I heard something hit the floor. Looking up my mother was on her knees. He . . . He let her out of the chair. I looked up at him. Were we getting through to him? Was he going to let us go?

"Say please," Ban kicked my mother in the face. She fell to the floor as he stepped on her chest. He was still smiling. "Say please Lord Ban." He demanded and I swallowed as I saw the look in his eyes. This night wasn't over. It was only getting started.

It took us five days to get back to Samter. I had been calling Amy for the last few hours, but she didn't answer. She probably went out and forgot her phone. I hoped that she and the baby were okay. I was excited to see her again.

As soon as the car was in park Rai jumped out. Running towards the door I frowned as the rest of us got out of the car and joined Rai. There was something wrong, I could feel it even as Rai looked for the right key.

The air was still. It smelled slightly stale. It wasn't the scent of cookies and home that should have been pouring out to greet us. Grabbing Rai's hand I took the keys from her. Pushing her away from the door I looked back at Fang. He joined me as I turned the knob slowly.

I gagged as soon as the door was open. The smell of magic and blood was thick in the air. I swallowed as Fang and I walked deeper into the house. There was perfect darkness inside. Not even, my demon eyes could penetrate the dark.

It was a nice sunny day out. All of the blinds were open. The sun should have been lighting this place up. There was no light anywhere inside of this house. There was only still darkness. Magic did this, black magic was the only thing that could create a darkness this thick.

I felt enraged, threatened, mocked. Someone came into my home and this was what they left me. Who was it? Ban, was he telling me that I wasn't safe no matter where I went. As I took a breath, there was a pain in my chest. My heart was breaking all over again.

I cried my last tears for Shu. I had no more to offer up. Yet I felt the saw sorrow building inside of me. The thought that once again I have failed the people I loved. Where was she? Where was Amy? It was the single thought in my head. Where was she? Amy, my friend, my sister, my mother. Where was she?

The lights flicked on breaking the darkness. I doubt that the lights had anything to do with the spell shattering away. Whipping around I could see the others standing just inside of the house. Rai's eyes were wide as she took in the sight of her home.

I saw it as well. The walls of the house were coated in blood. Rai took a step, then she took another. When Soji grabbed her arm, she yanked away from him before taking off towards the stairs. I followed behind her. The world seems to snap into focus when Rai's feet were pounding up the stairs.

She burst into Amy's room just as I was coming behind her. My hands wrapped around Rai. One of them holding her waist as the other covered her eyes. Nothing moved in this room. The stillness was unnatural. It made breathing a task.

The whole room was covered in blood just like the rest of the house. Just like every house that held Kenji's victims. He did this? Why? After we saw him in the ghost town when he and Ban took Korku or before. This blood, it was Amy's, even though, her body was nowhere in sight.

This was what Kenji did. He only left the body of the youngest member of a house. Amy was the only person in this house though. She wouldn't have enough blood to paint these walls so what did he use. I didn't know. I wasn't sure I wanted to know either.

Rai knocked my hand away from her eyes. She looked around the room shaking her head. She wasn't accepting what was in front of her eyes. If I were her, I wouldn't either. From Shu and now Amy. It was too much. All of this was too much. How were we suppose to move forward from this? How were we suppose to get past this death?

Rai backed out of Amy's room. She ran down the hall to my room. I followed behind her as she threw the door open. We all stepped into my room to look around. There was no blood in here, but everything was broken and shattered. Kenji trashed the place. It made smile slightly to know the Blood Demon hated me this much. I was going to slaughter him. No, I was going to do so much worse.

Rai left again going from room to room. All of them were painted in the blood that covered the rest of the house. The last door was her room. I could see Rai's fingers quaking as she paused outside of her door. Her fear was Kenji. He had just given her more reason to be scared of him. He killed her mother in her home. If your own house wasn't safe what was. I wasn't that stupid though. If Ban taught me anything, it's that nowhere is safe.

I could hear Rai's heart pounding. I didn't need to read her mind to know what she was thinking. What's behind the door? What was in the room? What awaited us when we stepped inside. Reaching out I wrapped my fingers around hers. She looked back at me. I nodded my head. I meant what I said when I told her I would protect her. Even if it cost me this life, I desperately held onto. I own that much to Shu and Amy. To die protecting their daughter.

I could see tears shining on her cheek. Using her free hand she reached up to wipe them away. She was trying to put on a brave face. She had become so stronger over these last few weeks. All of this time we were away from home she has become a different person. Maybe know that she didn't break when her father died would give her the strength not to break now that her mother was gone as well.

Helping Rai turn the knob we opened the door together. Just like always the room of the youngest child was untouched. Rai stepped away from me. She walked over to her bed looking back at me. Rai never makes up her bed and yet this one was. There was a slight lump under the cover. It was only big enough to be one of her throw pillows.

Her fingers were shaking as she grips the covers in her hand. I wanted to tell her she didn't have to do this. She didn't have to be the one. There were more tears that flowed from her eyes. I couldn't tell her that because she wanted to do this. She wanted to be the one.

In one swift move, she yanked the covers back. I watched as she turned away from the bed vomiting. Kenji had left a gift. It wasn't a throw pillow that made the lump in the covers. I sucked in a breath as I squeezed my eyes shut. If I didn't want to kill Kenji before I did now.

On the bed was a blood fetus. The cord was still attached to it. It was this tiny baby with fingers and toes. This wasn't just any child it was the one Amy had been carrying inside of her. It was the son that Shu was never going to meet. It was the brother that Rai was going to bully. Now just like his parents he laid still and dead.

Rai rushed out of the room unable to stay inside for any longer. I watched as Soji followed her out. I stepped closer to the bed. Shu always wanted a son. He boasted about how big and strong that son would be. He loved Rai, but there were some things that only a father and son could have. Some bonds that only they could make.

I didn't believe in heaven but if there were one maybe Shu, Amy, and their son was there now. Maybe they all were happy and smiling down on us now that they were together again. What would Shu tell me if he was here right now. Not to stick around in this house. He would tell me to get Rai as far away as fast as I could.

Then after we were somewhere safe, he would tell me to slaughter Kenji. That's what I planned to do.