Reaper's Word

Chapter 27: Game of Cut-Throat

Isaiah woke to light streaming down from above and put a hand over his face. It was near midday. He let out his mind and felt that there were at least thirteen people in the house. That was a lot for being delivered during the moon.

He sat up and reached over one shoulder to scratch his back. The twin lines there were red with irritation and slightly scabbed over. He stood and grabbed a fresh pair of clothes. He felt really well fed which told him that he'd been more focused on that, then killing during the moon. Always a plus he'd rather kill them for substance than for the hell of it.

He also mentally felt to see if he could catch something from Clair. Of course he didn't but what was new? He'd been lucky the first day she'd come with the group to have felt her. He wondered what had changed in that time. Leaving the room he padded barefoot through the house moving toward the grand staircase. He could hear voices there. Curiosity led him to see what humans might entertain him.

"Smash it out."

"If you can't go out a door. How the hell can you go out a window?" A woman's voice said, it was a bit more high pitched. Kind of annoying really. Didn't really flow all that well.

Isaiah came down the hall and looked down the staircase. A blonde haired male was holding a chair and near him were two others. A light brown haired male and a dark haired woman. He had to do a double take because for an instant he thought Clair was standing there. There was a disappointment that he pushed away. He'd find her later.

"I'd prefer you didn't smash the windows in my house." He said. "You can't get out that way, but you should know that already." They spun around to look at him. The woman had been staring at the picture on the wall at the bottom of the staircase, Clair's picture of the caves. He was wondering where that ended up. He'd seen it moving around the house a few times along with other drawings she seemed to leave out. Like the house enjoyed them too.

"Who are you?"

"He's that thing that Clair told us about." Isaiah sighed inwardly. Clair would warn them, probably had helped a few hide. By now she should have learned to just look out for herself. That little female was a perplexing thing and it just added to her. That and a few other things he could definitely name.

"And where is Clair?" Isaiah asked.

"We haven't seen her since the night we got here." Isaiah came down the stairs. The three looked panicked as he was holding them to the spot. He was well fed and they had weaker minds that he just went into. He didn't want them to run yet, but it was draining. He was better at it in his other form. However if he changed he'd be feral. Fuck this place and the restraint it put on him.

There was a sudden flare from the woman. Like a sharp jab to Isaiah's mind. A defensive reflex from it and he immediately focused on her. His eyes narrowed and he pinned her with a harsh stare. He forced his mind into hers instantly searching it. For one second he'd had a sudden excitement and possible hope. She had a psychic signature, he however felt a curl to his lip for a moment.

She made a cry of pain as he tore through it tearing down her barriers. He let her go with a bitter disappointment. She was psychic alright, just not what he needed. She wasn't anywhere near the strength that he required and her blood type was wrong. Useless, fuck, he nearly walked over to snap her neck just for the fact for one second he thought Michael had failed. No, but she was useless. Her mind didn't have the capacity to expand and train her talent. She was just food.

If only he could take that signature and give it to Clair. He'd bet his fucking life if Clair was given a chance she'd learn. She'd get stronger, but she had no signature. However she had one hell of a mental block on her mind. Still if she was psychic she should have used it against him by now. Clair's blood type was right, he knew the moment he'd scented it. She had to be psychic or she would not survive what was needed. He pushed thoughts of her back. Clair was starting to come to his thoughts a lot he realized.

names?" He more demanded

"Leanne."

"Carlos."

"Giovanni."

you wouldn't hit the ground a broken mess. Or one of the hounds wouldn't follow you, tear you to pieces?" It was clear that he hadn't thought about the hounds, and he

He answered, still holding the chair. Isaiah's gaze moved over the couple and then back to Giovanni.

of your arms." Could they not feel the slight pressure from the house to stop? Of course not, humans were getting worse as the years progressed. However, Giovanni knew that Isaiah was being serious. He set the chair down as Isaiah was not in their heads controlling anything

Beta gave a nod, Zeta

always expected him to just jump on them and rip them apart. Listen, blood

woman said. "I don't know how." His gaze moved to the two men. He already knew the

Was the answer from

Follow." Isaiah looked over his shoulder. "Don't force me to make you either, or I'll let them have at you right now." They went down the hall to a set of stairs and went down. He waved his

on the green one. Both of them in the form of dogs at the moment. Still the humans looked nervous. The

are we doing?" Carlos

time, and I get little groups of humans to play with. I caught you and you

to kill us when it's done? What the hell's the point?" Giovanni nearly

a promise?" Isaiah asked, looking at

you is going to feed Zeta." Zeta's head perked up and the humans were giving off so much fear it was feeding the three of them. Speaking to

that?" Leanne asked with a shaking

going to play each other for it. Ever

speaking what your numbers are to others." He

she doesn't

one. He didn't doubt that the couple would find a non verbal way of communicating. Leanne was an empath, he would find it interesting. Not a very

"This is twisted."

outcome is dire." The three of them grabbed a pool stick. Carlos handed one he thought would suit Leanne best. He quickly told her how the game was played and they stared at each other worried. Isaiah gave them their

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