tampered | Log; Ongoing

Current Location: Xulchibara's Manor

Log; Ongoing

When; December 23, Evening
Rating; R for violence and disturbing stuff.
Characters; Henry

alessalearnt
Summary; Henry and Alessa punish a monster whose punishment is long overdue.
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A somber atmosphere had fallen over the manor. The absence of Vincent had a more profound affect on the others than anyone was willing to admit, and said atmosphere was beginning to agitate and affect Alessa. Her experience as a child again brought back old fears and dread that she thought was dead and gone forever, but it had returned. Instead of cowering in fear like she had before, she was determined to take care of this nuisance once and for all.

Hands clenched as she leant against the wall, awaiting Henry's reassuring presence. This wasn't going to be pretty. Bad memories would be prominent, and actually confronting Colin wasn't something she ever thought that she would do. But she had to do it, not only for herself, but to protect her future children.

Steps resounded down the hallway, and Alessa could feel the familiar burn of the mark upon her forehead. "Henry..?" She said, quietly, waiting expectantly.

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The steps slowed, then stopped in front of her doorway. "Alessa." Henry may have been even quieter than usual. He was wearing dark clothes, not in mourning for what they were about to do- the serious, sad tone was for Alessa. He didn't like to think of how many terrible things had happened to her. But they did, and every once in awhile, they had to acknowledge that.

"Are you ready to go, sweetheart?" he asked as he walked towards her. He placed a hand softly on her shoulder and kissed her forehead, on the mark.

Alessa nuzzled his chin and kissed his lips gently, wrapping her arms around him to give Henry a hug. Ever since she, Henry, and Xulchibara had shared the most intimate of moments, she had felt incredibly close to him. She knew that she wouldn't be able to do this without him; Henry gave her courage and hope for the future.

"Yeah, I think so," she told him, releasing him only to link hands with his. "Let's go." She opened the door that led from the manor to the Underground. The way was not lighted, and the steps disappeared into a thick blackness. Alessa reached out with her mind, and a ways down, the flickering of a torch could be seen suddenly. A draft of cold air filtered up to them, and the shuffling of the pets - or monsters, depending on how one looked at it - could be heard down below.

With a sigh, Alessa descended the steps, Henry close behind her, their way now lighted with torches. The walls churned with the bronze infection that covered the Underground; the monsters of Alessa's mind found comfort in rust. It was better to keep than happy than to treat them badly. They were simple-minded creatures, and the smallest wrong move could result in terrible consequences.

Henry picked up his sword in its case on their way to the Underground, settling it easily on his shoulder. He let out a long breath as they stood at the top of the doorway- in times past he would be nervous, but now he was comfortable down there in the dark. He moved with an odd sort of grace- not letting go of Alessa's hand, but leading all the way. The torches flickered and died as he passed.

The scratching little noises that the monsters made seemed to need to continue uninterrupted, so he didn't speak aloud. This is nice, here. He leaned over and kissed her cheek softly. What we're going to do will be good, for you and me. It's not like we need a pact to keep our daughter safe, but...it doesn't hurt to formalize it, right? Honestly, he wanted Colin destroyed, too. He'd wanted it for a long time, but he knew that was Alessa's decision to make. He knows that that's a bit selish of him, but he couldn't stand having this reminder of what hurt her the most around.

He presses his hand against her hair, threading his fingers through it and drawing it out to fall in pieces in the light. You're very beautiful, he says to her seriously. You've grown past that thing that hurt you so badly...

A glimpse of white and gray would make the inexperienced believe that ghosts haunted the Underground, but in truth, it was their pets, their army. The others scurried around quickly, all too aware of Alessa and Henry's purpose. They were not the most intelligent of monsters, but they were smart enough to know that Colin had been "bad" and that Mother and Brother Serpent were going to punish him. They were more than aware to know that he probably would not survive this encounter and anyone that came between them and him would perish as well.

Alessa nodded at Henry's statement about the pact. This was as formal as it could get. She didn't want the bastard looking, let alone touching, her daughter or anyone else. Who knew how many children of the City he had terrorized just by being here? Who knew how many little girls he had cornered during the curses, when no one was there to keep an eye on him or tell him to behave? None at all, perhaps, but one could never be too cautious. Not when it came to a man who, when he had been human, had touched little girls where they were not meant to be touched, not yet.

I know I have, she murmured, sighing in contentment at the feel of his fingers in her hair. You helped...a lot. I used to be so scared of men, but...you were different. You weren't...like him. She turned to him, blue eyes whispering echoes of love. Henry meant a lot to her, and if anything happened to him...oh, her vengeance would be unmerciful.

Alessa stopped abruptly, aware of the distorted shape in the shadows. She recoiled inwardly at being in Colin's presence, but if they were going to punish him, they would have to face him. There is a door down that corridor over there, she told Henry, her head motioning to the right, her grip on his hand tightening. We can do it in that room. I don't want to frighten any of the good children. You understand, right?

When she stopped so suddenly, Henry put his hand on Alessa's upper arm, trying to provide support. He knew what was ahead of them as well, and did his best to keep his hatred for this thing from leaking out too badly. He'd save it for when they were alone with it. I understand. And that room will work fine.

He stopped near the doorway, staring at the creature. He slid his sword out of its case slowly. He'd had time to become comfortable with it. Come here, he told this thing that once was Colin. It was not a request.

A pale gray hand gripped the wall as the atrocity dragged itself forward, its breathing heavy. Darker rust spread across the walls, and bugs climbed out of the holes created from Colin's diseased touch. His eyes were bound shut by the cloth tied over his eyes, but his other senses provided him the knowledge of where he was going - and who was in front of him. His nostrils flared as he took in the scent of Henry and Alessa, and his mouth opened as a black slimy tongue flicked out, a tormented moan elicited from his lips.

Broken words and impressions of images onslaughted Alessa's mind as Colin attempted to communicate with the two. She immediately threw up her mental guard as a flash of herself as a frightened child reached her from the muddled bits of his consciousness.

"Bastard," she hissed, revolted that Colin still remembered her, and knew her for what she was. This way, she told the monster curtly, opening the door and allowing the monster to drag himself forward, his breath hitching as he passed his "mother" and Brother Serpent.

The hatred was almost sweet to his taste. He's not sure why that is, until he notices- the hatred is stronger than the fear. Alessa will be able to do this, easily. She was so strong, even with this.

He'd reacted badly when Colin touched their minds. Only a slight twitch of the blade, but he had instinctively reached out and twisted with his mind. He didn't really know much about how to block himself away from the creatures. The images made him angry and he lashed out with some of his own. Disgusting creature...at least this settled whether there was still anything of him left. They'd have to rectify that.

He watched with cold, glinting eyes as the creature made its way into the room. He walked in after it and held the door open for Alessa. He would let her lead- this is for her, after all. He's just here to witness and support.

And she was grateful for his support. She would not be able to do this without him, after all. The room they were in was bare, the walls rusting and decayed like the rest of the place. Torches lit the room and cast terrifying shadows on the walls, and Alessa shut the door behind her, the sound echoing down the tunnels.

"Colin. I doubt you know why you're here, so I will tell you," Alessa began, circling the monster crouched on the floor, her blue eyes narrowing. "A very long time ago, you worked as a janitor at Midwich Elementary School."

At the name of the school, the monster grinned, his rotten teeth showing. LiTtlE oNeS gIrLs BoYs pReTtY wAnT tO ToUcH came the mangled message to the two.

He remembers, Henry, Alessa said to Henry, her jaw tightening. All the more reason to kill him.

Henry's face was dark. He used every ounce of his control to keep from leaping forward and slicing the thing to bits right then and there. It had to be the way Alessa wanted it.

Through the anger rolling in his mind, he said back, Let's start, before I can't hold it in...I'll let you decide the first blow.

"Bastard," escaped from his lips. He could hardly look at this disgusting thing. It would be much nicer split open.

Alessa nodded, and knelt down so she was eye-to-eye with the monster. "You know what Colin? You're not going to touch anything when I'm through with you. You're not going to be able to do anything to anyone ever again."

Colin's black tongue reached out from in between his lips, and Alessa couldn't help but think that it was almost like a disgusting slug. WaNt To TaStE mOtHeR...lIkE bEfOrE came another mangled message.

"Fuck you," she whispered, reaching out and promptly ripping the monster's tongue out of his mouth. Black blood poured from his wound, and the sound of his screams filled the room.

"That was for all of the children you've touched or ever THOUGHT of touching!" Alessa screamed at him, her palms pressed to the floor. Black matter churned from the floor and rose up to wrap around Colin's neck, lifting him up.

"Give me your sword, Henry," she growled, anger overcoming her.

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