by ToxicShadow » 10/13/2017 12:54 AM
In the following days, Rayzer didn't show up in front of Gertrude, nor did he have any more gifts sent to her place of work, but he never strayed too far away for long. Each and every night, he followed along after her, stalking unseen and unheard, contemplating his next move. If he desired to kill her or abduct her, either would have been an easy feat, but that would not have been fun.
On the night she had stayed at work, Rayzer had been summoned and sent out to work. It was nothing terribly note worthy or interesting. In fact, he found running basic errands to be a great annoyance, especially when he had other things to do, but he couldn't very well say no to his boss and benefactor. Not if he wanted to keep his life. Already running late, he first stopped at her home, under the assumption that she would have already been there. But, when he realized she wasn't there, and even checked by ringing the door bell and dodging out of sight to see if she answered, he began to make his way to where she worked.
It started as a casual stroll for Rayzer, keeping his eye out for for his prey as he stalked along the usual path and, when he hadn't yet found her, he first thought that she might have gone out. She didn't usually deviate much from her usual routine, from what he had witnessed thus far, but it was always a possibility. Humans tended to do some unpredictable or out of the ordinary things, at times, so it was not out of the question.
But these thoughts were all violently ripped away when he heard the scream. Her scream. Her voice was unmistakable. Rayzer saw red and, before Gertrude's assailants even knew what was happening, he was upon them.
One.
From behind, he grabbed the first of them on either side of his head, effectively boxing his ears, before immediately contorting it in a way it it was never meant to go, breaking his neck. It was accompanied by a disgusting snap as his spinal column was broken. And the corpse was left to fall to the ground in a heap.
Two.
The second man that had been holding onto her reacted to the attack, the sound of his partner's neck snapping, by releasing his hold on her and trying to turn to see what had happened, but it was too late. Rayzer shoved his hand into the man's face with such force that he was thrown against the wall, his head crushed between the two.
Three.
Even the third man, the leader of the trio and most guilty, still could not really register that they were being attacked when the undead killer moved around behind him, grabbing him with hands on each of his shoulders. Whispering into his ear, "You shouldn't take someone else's prey," Razyer's voice was smooth and haunting, one which was only drawn out in these moments of taking a kill. It would haunt and terrify the man in the few remaining moments of his life, but it didn't last long. Releasing his hold, Rayzer clamped down on the man's shoulder, closer to his neck, shredding through his skin and biting a chunk of exposed flesh clean off, chewing it up and swallowing it down. The man screamed, but it was cut short when Rayzer shoved his fist entirely through the man's back, through the flesh, bone and muscle, to wrench out his still beating heart. Before he could scream again, blood sputtered up and out of his mouth. And, like the others before him, he was left to slump to the ground.
In the aftermath of the swift, calculated carnage, Rayzer shoved the freshly harvested organ into his long coat pocket, saving it for a later snack. And wiped his bloodied hand off on said coat, before moving to tend to Gertrude, whom had crumpled to the ground once she had been released from the men that assaulted her.
"You're safe now." His voice, very intentionally, came out differently than other voices she'd heard him use before, and conveyed warmth and reassurance. "Can you stand?" He thought to reach out, grab her and help her up, but it occurred to him that such contact would likely frighten her all the more in these circumstances, so he only held out his left hand, the one not covered in blood, for her to take, should she need it.