Lucia POV—
Damn it! As I turned back, I saw both the door and the sofa were blown to smithereens, and a man with the most crocked smile 'ever' was looking at me. He asked, "Why aren't you running? I love to see my prey trying to escape me. It gives me a thrill of a hunter. But tell me... how are you alive?"
"Uh... because I am a human. Look dude, if you are thinking that I will give you a badass answer then, you are wrong. Can't we just talk it out? I mean, you certainly won't kill a defenceless person... your conscience won't allow you. There is a good person hidden in you, Mr. 'Who-is-trying-to-kill-me?' Please..."
The man laughed and shook his head. He waved his hand over his hair, and clapped. "Try me~ I don't care."
"Sir, you have a merciful aura surrounding you. I am pretty sure... you can at least leave one 'prey' alive."
The man laughed even more. "You are good! Your file didn't say that you are a comedian. Maybe you should try being a comedian in your afterlife. Your fame will be boundless."
Ugh! 'Afterlife?' Been there. Not much fun. Trust me, there is nothing good in the afterlife. All you will get is being forced to do things.
"Can't we seriously talk this out? I mean, why are you even trying to kill me? What did I even do to you?"
The man gave me a bored look. He asked, "Are you really trying to gain sympathy from me? Being a woman and all?"
"Huh? Woman? Oh!" I forgot that I am a woman, "I... er, maybe. Look, you certainly have your mother waiting for you to get back home? Right? Think about her reaction if she knew that her 'dear' son killed a defenceless woman. Her 'little boy' won't hurt me, will he?" I tried to reason with him in a soft voice.
The man eyes turned cold. He hissed, "I am an orphan. My mother abandoned me. I have never once seen her face."
I smiled with some difficulty and raised my hands. "I am sorry... really, really sorry. I didn't know about this. Look, my mother abandoned me too. As for my father, I don't where he is. Let's forget about parents. But I am certain, you have a sister, right?"
The man glared at me with hatred. He yelled, "My sister died when I was just a kid!"
Fuck! Ok, let's try something else.
"Grandmother?"
"Father?"
"Brother?"
He yelled, "STOP YOUR BULLSHIT! I AM AN ORPHAN! ARE YOU MOCKING ME?! YOU BITCH!"
"Oh, I forgot that you are an orphan." I raised my hands in surrender.
"Seriously! Friends! Girlfriend?! No, wait. Scratch the girlfriend part, your face... I mean, your face is ugly. So, ah... uh, look I don't have anything left to say. Hmmm... why don't we just skip to part where you are going to 'kill' me? Then again, if you want to change your mind, feel free."
The man spat on the ground, and walked towards me with heavy steps. Well, here we go... let's see how does my 'new' body works. Let's be honest, I know my feet are wobbly, and this man... he is a fucking behemoth, like a 'Godzilla.' So, he is going to whip my ass.
I tried to punch him but he caught my hand with ease. "Is this how you think you are going to beat me? With these... dainty hands? Look at yourself, you look like you have been starved for a long time." Saying these words, he grabbed my throat and slammed me into the wall.
The impact was so powerful that I vomited blood. My head was spinning, and my ears were ringing. My vision was getting blurred by each second. I tried to stand up, but I couldn't. It was like my body had lost all its strength. My whole body was aching. Suddenly, my hair was grabbed and I was forcibly made to stand.
"Ahh... ahh..." Multiple pain-filled gasps escaped my mouth.
"Are you alright? Of course, you are not. Although, mocking you makes me feel great. Consider it as payback for your mindless babbling. You are kind of lucky. Surviving one of the most dangerous snake poisons in this planet is no small deal. But it seems your luck has run out. I am feeling sad for you~ Lucia? Am I right? That's your name."
My vision was slowly restoring itself. "W-who... s-sent... you? G-give m-me... a n-name..." I whispered with some difficulty. I was just hanging by a thread only.
The man frowned at me and said, "Why do you want to know? Last wish before inevitable death?"
"F-fuck... y-you..." I groaned weakly.
The man hissed, "With. Pleasure!"
He threw me on the table, and began to undress himself. What the heck! Of all things... is this how it's going to end? I could no longer move my body.
It seems this is the end. Will I just have to resign to my fate? Just as I was about to give up, my daughter's face came to mind. No, not like this. I am not going to give up... this is neither my end, nor my daughter's. I have to do something. All of a sudden, I spotted a pair of scissors on the ground, just below my feet.
A plan formed inside my head. With every ounce of my 'revamped' strength, I deliberately made myself fell on the ground. A loud thud was heard across the room.
"What the fuck are you doing? Let me help you?" The man forced me to sit up, leaning my back against the table. I looked down and closed my eyes.
"You know, your face looks heavenly. I have never seen such a face. Although, you are malnourished... your 'assets' are really great. I thought maybe I have to fuck your dead body... but you being alive makes it much interesting?"
I asked, "D-do y-you think... I-I w-will just sit and w-wait for you to do w-whatever y-you w-w-wish? Hmmm?"
The man laughed, "Hah! What can you do?! Cry maybe? Or, beg for mercy?"
"Is t-that so?"
I lifted my head and spat the blood in my mouth on his face. Without wasting time, I stabbed the scissor in his throat.
"W-WHAT THE! I WILL... I— ARGHH!! Glurr... grrr... huuk... blarg..."
I pulled out the scissor from his throat and then, stabbed his heart. Killing a person is not a new thing for me.
His blood covered my hands. With my remaining strength, I pushed him away. He fell on the ground with a bang, choking on his blood while trying to stop bleeding with his hands. "Y-you s-shouldn't h-h-have u-underestimated me..." These were my last words before I lost my consciousness.