Who says revenge isn't good. (Part 2)

"I shall call you the Twisted Lovers. I think that's a fitting name for the kind of Abomination you are. Did you enjoy brutally raping your lover's daughters to death? I know I enjoyed watching it. It was a work of art, truly a moment to remember for the rest of someone's life." I said it while doing a chef's kiss after saying it. The mother's head screeched and cried as I rolled my eyes and spoke. "Death was the less cruel thing I could have done to them; stop your bitch ass crying. Life fucking sucks, and horrible things happen. Get over it." I said, making her shut up as she didn't want to be punished, but I could still see her sorrow in her eyes.

"Plus, if you want anyone to blame. Your son would be the first on that list, followed by your husband. After all, if your son could keep his limp dick in his pants, we wouldn't be here, and if your husband didn't help your son escape his punishment, we also wouldn't be here. That's two strikes; I was the third." I said, making her stop crying completely; as what I said made sense, her sorrow was replaced with anger for her son and husband, making me smirk. Women are so easy to control. "Yoko, take them back to the manor; you won't be needed for what comes next. I don't need a translator to talk to them, as I will be putting them through great suffering and don't need to speak to them." I said as I turned the youngest daughter's mirror into a portal back to the mansion, and they entered.

Walking towards the living room, I stopped by the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw some sushi. Grabbing the platter, I made my way to the sofa. I turned on the TV and found nothing but Chinese propaganda playing, making me roll my eyes. I noticed a show with cultivators and chuckled. "I wonder if they are real; then again, if they are, they wouldn't be strong. But they would be good toys to play with. I mean, their abilities don't look all that impressive, not as good as my family's." I said, picking up a sushi and popping it into my mouth as I watched the show and a female cultivator walked on, making me smirk.

"Well, at least the women look rapeable; maybe I should talk to Lazarus and see if they are real. That way, I can enjoy turning a female cultivator into an Abomination." I said, eating another sushi as the door finally opened. The sound of a man and two women entering the house made me smile as I looked over the sofa to see the main target walk in with two young women in his arms. I bound them with my tentacles as the girls screamed and the man yelled, but I didn't understand what they were saying. They should really learn English; it's the best language anyway. I thought, shrugging as I walked back to the kitchen and put the food away, as it's wrong to waste food. I grabbed a knife.

He yelled as I moved him to the dining room table, and the women watched until one of the ladies spoke English. "We want to know what you are doing this?" She said, making me look over to her and smiling as I walked over, looking them up and down. They had pretty good bodies, worthy of being made into something useful. I grabbed her breasts, squeezing them as she looked at me with a straight face, making me chuckle. She is a headstrong type of woman; she may be fun to break. I grinned wickedly at her, making her quiver in fear for a moment.

"I was hired to kill him and his family. You two have had horrible luck, so I can't let you go now. You, ladies, should know how to pick a guy; your taste in men is shit." I said before turning around and walking towards him as my tentacles ripped his close off, making me bust out in laughter as I pointed at his one-inch soft dick. "No wonder your ass needs to rape; no woman would take you seriously with that micro manhood. I bet they didn't feel anything when you raped them. At least, that's somewhat of a good thing; after all, you look like someone women would be willing to sleep with. Then again, most Asian men look like women nowadays." I said, chuckling as the woman started speaking in Chinese, making me roll my eyes as I picked the knife up.

I brought it toward his stomach as he tried to struggle, so I punched him in the face, breaking his nose and busting out his front teeth. "Rude, I am trying to work here. Be a good little dick bitch and enjoy the ride; it's the last thing you will remember in your pathetic life." I said to cut up the middle of his abs to the base of his neck, then cut the chest muscles. "Oh shit, I need a plate," I said, hitting my forehead as I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed a plate with my bloody hands. "Today, we will be making human hamburgers with Asian meat; it's not the greatest meat to do it with as they don't have much meat on their skinny asses. But we work with what we got." I said, looking at a made-up camera as if I were making a YouTube video.

"What you want to do when butchering a human is grab the edge of the skin and pull it tight. Take your knife and slide it under the last layer of skin where it meets the muscle and slide it up towards the human face; if the knife slides out, it will only damage the face meat," I said to my make-believe audience as I heard made-up questions. "Good question, the front of the torso, as the breast meant. That, depending on how the human was raised and how much of a loser he was, would make him fat or not have enough meat. This human has barely enough breast meat to be made into human hamburgers. But you can't waste food; there are kids in Africa starving, and that would be rude." I said to the imaginary audience, making the two women think I was crazy, but the man could only scream as I skinned his left breast.

"I would have gutted him first, but butchering a human alive makes the meat tender. At least, that's what I heard. I have never tried it before, so this will be a learning experience for everyone. Now, you can wait to cut the meat off after you've skinned them completely, but as you can see, the left breast meat is easily accessible right now, so let's proceed with the steps to remove it from the bone. This is important, so please take notes if needed." I said, Put the knife in the center of the chest bone.

"Now you see this fiber, that is what is keeping the meat on the bone. What you do is cut up towards the face as slowly as you can for two reasons. 1. To let those chemicals get into the meat as they scream out in pain. 2. To keep the knife as close to the bone as possible; that way, you get the most of the meat. As his chest is on the smaller side, we need all the meat we can get." The guy had already passed out from the pain and blood loss as I butchered the rest of his body. Placing the meat on the plate, all that could be seen from his chest and stomach was the membrane that kept his organs inside and his ribcage; his heart wasn't moving anymore.

I moved to the kitchen with the woman as I started to grind up the meat. "A father, after a long day's work, needs a good meal. I am so glad his son was so kind and helped me make the meal. It's always so hard getting good help in the kitchen, wouldn't you girls agree?" I said with a face covered with blood as it dripped down, making them shake in fear. They nodded their head in agreement so as not to piss me off out of sheer fear. "Now that we've got the meat nice and tender and cut up. You take two onions and cut them up, depending on the amount of meat you have. And you grab four to six eggs. First, cut the onions and add them to the ground meat; then, mix them. Use your hands for this part; you have to work it into the meat. Next, crack your eggs into the bowl and work them into the meat." I said to the women about their absolute horror.

"Now, since we don't have what I like to use for burgers, I love me some Cajun Two Step spices. However, Asians don't have that many good spices here, so we will stick with the basics: salt and pepper." I said to put them into the meat and mix them in before stopping. 

"Now it's ready to cook," I said, licking the blood off the corner of my mouth.