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Who: Gavin and Justin
What: Justice
When: Friday night/ Saturday morning
Where: Vegas Casino and an abandoned house
Warnings: Violence, torture, RATED R
Status: Complete, narrative
Summary: Gavin lets his demon hang out as he gets revenge for Jade. He gets ready to kill Jade's rapist but changes his mind at the last moment thanks to his late night conversations with Jules and simply wanting to be a better person for Taj. Gavin's settles for a simple castration.
The half demon still had an itch to scratch despite his recent dealings in demon-hood. He still needed to do this, he had it all planned out and a place not too far from the strip set up for what he had in mind for Justin. He left his warm bed with a small kiss to Taj's forehead as he slept before he slipped out of the room and down to the lobby with a small smile on his lips. A few blocks down from the Luxor he found the hotel that Justin was staying at, he walked around searching for him in the hotel casino. Gavin played the tables and the slots casually, too the outsiders eye he would have looked like any other vacationer but he was there on a mission. He was just hoping that he would find Justin there and if not he'd ask for his room number at the front desk, he would coax the concierge into answering his questions and then forgetting his face but as luck would have it he wouldn't need to go through the trouble.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the man he was looking for. He fit Jades short description and he looked just like the man in the picture that he kept in his pocket. Getting up from the slot machine he sat at he walked over to the table Justin was playing at and sat down. He kept to himself for the first few hands but as he began to lose he became more talkative. Justin being the only person at the table was sympathetic with the man that seemed to be wasting away his hard earned cash and was friendly enough to buy Gavin a few drinks. After a good half hour the two were chumming it up, real talk about their lives, the women they loved, the jobs they hated and dreams they still had. For Gavin it was all a scam, it was false down to the name he gave him. "I think I'm about done for the night," Gavin smirked and sat back in his chair pretending that the drinks they had been sipping on had more of an effect on him. He had asked Justin the right questions and was certain that this was the man he was looking for.
Justin was quick to get up and follow his new pal over to the bar for a longer chat. It was there that Gavin confessed that he wanted to score some coke but was short on cash now that he had bet so much. Jumping at the opportunity Justin played into Gavin's trap as they headed out of the hotel to catch a taxi and split an eight ball.
Justin was foolish enough to trust Gavin but when they pulled up to the broken down house out in the desert he began to question him. "What are we doing this far out Evan?" Gavin ignored him and paid the driver before getting off and heading for the door. The house was empty and dark, one couldn't even see too far into the house through the windows.
"Come on, just trust me. This guy has got the best shit in Vegas." Justin swallowed his nerves and followed him against his gut feeling. He figured that this was just some kind of crack house or meeting place for an exchange.
To his dismay when the taxi was out of sight Gavin's smile disappeared before he kicked the back of Justin's knees in causing him to fall to the floor right before the front door. "Damn, Justin watch your step." He said sarcastically as he pushed open the door and shoved him inside. Justin put up a struggle and let out a few cuss words as Gavin used his demonic strength to drag him deep inside the house. The neighborhood was half abandoned and in one of the worst areas in Vegas, no one would come to his rescue or call the cops even if they did hear him scream.
Gavin kicked and shoved the man into the house with all his strength which had Justin being tossed about like a rag doll. Leaning back Gavin caught his breath as the man laid on the floor cowering in fear. He remained motionless as Gavin reached for a wooden plank that hid amongst the ruble of the run down place. Walking back over to Justin, who was begging and pleading, he hit him over the head with it until the plank broke in half.
He had slipped into unconsciousness by the time Gavin had tossed aside the piece of wood that had splintered and was covered in blood.
A few moments passed and the man was coming back from the darkness he had just slipped into. Gavin had splashed some water on his face to wake him up. Justin thrashed about when he realized that he had been tied down to a bed and had been gagged. Gavin stood back as he began to whimper and cry, knowing what was coming next.
The demon sat at the foot of the bed with a rusty knife, twirling it around in his hand before he looked up at Justin. "Do you know why this is happening to you?" Justin frantically shook his head as Gavin got up and went to uncover his mouth. He begged some more until Gavin got tired of hearing his voice and stuffed the rag back into his mouth.
He wanted to get it over with despite how much he enjoyed his kills, something in the back of his mind didn't let him rest with the concept. He paced around the room as he thought of his late night conversations with Jules and how much he had been battling with his desire to exercise his demonic abilities.
Gavin was getting flustered and decided to just do it. He ripped open the mans shirt and went to drive the knife into his chest but stopped short by an inch. He couldn't do. He had never not been able to just commit and kill someone. He yelled out of frustration and anger. Justin just laid quiet for a moment as he watched Gavin run his hand through his hair and walk away.
When he came back, he came back with vengeance. Gavin lit a piece of wood and tossed it into a metal barrel that had been used by bums before for the same purpose. He searched the room for paper and came back with a bottle of alcohol and sprayed down the barrel, the wood and paper were engulfed by the flames. He let it burn in the corner of the room as he went to undress Justin who laid on the bed half frightened to death. "How does it feel, Justin? To be weak? You can scream but no one will save you." Gavin took his knife and began to cut open Justin's pants. "You're helpless, you're at my mercy. You're at the devils mercy," he said as he worked on removing his pants.
Walking back over to the barrel he held his knife over the flame for a moment when he saw a rubber strip that had probably been used by a heroine addict on the floor and went to pick it up. He returned with his new item and set the knife down on the stained mattress beneath him. Using the strip Gavin tied off Justin's testicles. "You robbed my friend of something a long time ago and you did it again recently," an evil smile took hold of his lips and contorted his features in the dim light. "Now I'm going to take something from you."
Gavin rested the knife beneath the soft skin and then leaned over to kiss Justin on the cheek. Justin's legs where shaking with terror as he felt the warm blade pressed against part of his manhood. "Remember your fear at this moment. Remember what this feels like for the rest of your life," he whispered into his ear with a raspy dry voice. Then with a quick jerking motion Gavin castrated him. Justin's screeching wails echoed in the empty house as Gavin walked back over to the fire and tossed the fleshy sack into the flames.
The sickening smell of burning flesh consumed the house as Justin lost consciousness again. Using the knife to cut him free he then tossed the blade into the fire which would melt the plastic hilt and rid the place of any real evidence.
Before exiting the room he snagged a chain up from around his neck to bring back to Jade. He'd have to explain to her that he hadn't killed him but he had gotten her revenge. He walked with his head held low back into the city lights where he caught a taxi to a coffee shop to wash off his blood stained hands that he kept hidden in his pockets.
He walked the remaining blocks to the hotel and back up to his room for a quick shower to rid himself of the distinct smell of smoke. Crawling back into bed he curled up along side Taj and pulled him into his arms before he drifted into a peaceful slumber.
What: Justice
When: Friday night/ Saturday morning
Where: Vegas Casino and an abandoned house
Warnings: Violence, torture, RATED R
Status: Complete, narrative
Summary: Gavin lets his demon hang out as he gets revenge for Jade. He gets ready to kill Jade's rapist but changes his mind at the last moment thanks to his late night conversations with Jules and simply wanting to be a better person for Taj. Gavin's settles for a simple castration.
The half demon still had an itch to scratch despite his recent dealings in demon-hood. He still needed to do this, he had it all planned out and a place not too far from the strip set up for what he had in mind for Justin. He left his warm bed with a small kiss to Taj's forehead as he slept before he slipped out of the room and down to the lobby with a small smile on his lips. A few blocks down from the Luxor he found the hotel that Justin was staying at, he walked around searching for him in the hotel casino. Gavin played the tables and the slots casually, too the outsiders eye he would have looked like any other vacationer but he was there on a mission. He was just hoping that he would find Justin there and if not he'd ask for his room number at the front desk, he would coax the concierge into answering his questions and then forgetting his face but as luck would have it he wouldn't need to go through the trouble.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the man he was looking for. He fit Jades short description and he looked just like the man in the picture that he kept in his pocket. Getting up from the slot machine he sat at he walked over to the table Justin was playing at and sat down. He kept to himself for the first few hands but as he began to lose he became more talkative. Justin being the only person at the table was sympathetic with the man that seemed to be wasting away his hard earned cash and was friendly enough to buy Gavin a few drinks. After a good half hour the two were chumming it up, real talk about their lives, the women they loved, the jobs they hated and dreams they still had. For Gavin it was all a scam, it was false down to the name he gave him. "I think I'm about done for the night," Gavin smirked and sat back in his chair pretending that the drinks they had been sipping on had more of an effect on him. He had asked Justin the right questions and was certain that this was the man he was looking for.
Justin was quick to get up and follow his new pal over to the bar for a longer chat. It was there that Gavin confessed that he wanted to score some coke but was short on cash now that he had bet so much. Jumping at the opportunity Justin played into Gavin's trap as they headed out of the hotel to catch a taxi and split an eight ball.
Justin was foolish enough to trust Gavin but when they pulled up to the broken down house out in the desert he began to question him. "What are we doing this far out Evan?" Gavin ignored him and paid the driver before getting off and heading for the door. The house was empty and dark, one couldn't even see too far into the house through the windows.
"Come on, just trust me. This guy has got the best shit in Vegas." Justin swallowed his nerves and followed him against his gut feeling. He figured that this was just some kind of crack house or meeting place for an exchange.
To his dismay when the taxi was out of sight Gavin's smile disappeared before he kicked the back of Justin's knees in causing him to fall to the floor right before the front door. "Damn, Justin watch your step." He said sarcastically as he pushed open the door and shoved him inside. Justin put up a struggle and let out a few cuss words as Gavin used his demonic strength to drag him deep inside the house. The neighborhood was half abandoned and in one of the worst areas in Vegas, no one would come to his rescue or call the cops even if they did hear him scream.
Gavin kicked and shoved the man into the house with all his strength which had Justin being tossed about like a rag doll. Leaning back Gavin caught his breath as the man laid on the floor cowering in fear. He remained motionless as Gavin reached for a wooden plank that hid amongst the ruble of the run down place. Walking back over to Justin, who was begging and pleading, he hit him over the head with it until the plank broke in half.
He had slipped into unconsciousness by the time Gavin had tossed aside the piece of wood that had splintered and was covered in blood.
A few moments passed and the man was coming back from the darkness he had just slipped into. Gavin had splashed some water on his face to wake him up. Justin thrashed about when he realized that he had been tied down to a bed and had been gagged. Gavin stood back as he began to whimper and cry, knowing what was coming next.
The demon sat at the foot of the bed with a rusty knife, twirling it around in his hand before he looked up at Justin. "Do you know why this is happening to you?" Justin frantically shook his head as Gavin got up and went to uncover his mouth. He begged some more until Gavin got tired of hearing his voice and stuffed the rag back into his mouth.
He wanted to get it over with despite how much he enjoyed his kills, something in the back of his mind didn't let him rest with the concept. He paced around the room as he thought of his late night conversations with Jules and how much he had been battling with his desire to exercise his demonic abilities.
Gavin was getting flustered and decided to just do it. He ripped open the mans shirt and went to drive the knife into his chest but stopped short by an inch. He couldn't do. He had never not been able to just commit and kill someone. He yelled out of frustration and anger. Justin just laid quiet for a moment as he watched Gavin run his hand through his hair and walk away.
When he came back, he came back with vengeance. Gavin lit a piece of wood and tossed it into a metal barrel that had been used by bums before for the same purpose. He searched the room for paper and came back with a bottle of alcohol and sprayed down the barrel, the wood and paper were engulfed by the flames. He let it burn in the corner of the room as he went to undress Justin who laid on the bed half frightened to death. "How does it feel, Justin? To be weak? You can scream but no one will save you." Gavin took his knife and began to cut open Justin's pants. "You're helpless, you're at my mercy. You're at the devils mercy," he said as he worked on removing his pants.
Walking back over to the barrel he held his knife over the flame for a moment when he saw a rubber strip that had probably been used by a heroine addict on the floor and went to pick it up. He returned with his new item and set the knife down on the stained mattress beneath him. Using the strip Gavin tied off Justin's testicles. "You robbed my friend of something a long time ago and you did it again recently," an evil smile took hold of his lips and contorted his features in the dim light. "Now I'm going to take something from you."
Gavin rested the knife beneath the soft skin and then leaned over to kiss Justin on the cheek. Justin's legs where shaking with terror as he felt the warm blade pressed against part of his manhood. "Remember your fear at this moment. Remember what this feels like for the rest of your life," he whispered into his ear with a raspy dry voice. Then with a quick jerking motion Gavin castrated him. Justin's screeching wails echoed in the empty house as Gavin walked back over to the fire and tossed the fleshy sack into the flames.
The sickening smell of burning flesh consumed the house as Justin lost consciousness again. Using the knife to cut him free he then tossed the blade into the fire which would melt the plastic hilt and rid the place of any real evidence.
Before exiting the room he snagged a chain up from around his neck to bring back to Jade. He'd have to explain to her that he hadn't killed him but he had gotten her revenge. He walked with his head held low back into the city lights where he caught a taxi to a coffee shop to wash off his blood stained hands that he kept hidden in his pockets.
He walked the remaining blocks to the hotel and back up to his room for a quick shower to rid himself of the distinct smell of smoke. Crawling back into bed he curled up along side Taj and pulled him into his arms before he drifted into a peaceful slumber.