Fat Off Sex and Violence by McKenzie Shane

Author:McKenzie, Shane [McKenzie, Shane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-09-08T14:00:00+00:00

—9—

Gary spat a red wad into the dirt, gripped a tree root for support, yanked his hand away.

Hot. The ground rumbled.

“M-mary Jane?” It hurt to speak, hurt all over. Gary rose to his hands and knees, crawled away as quickly as his aching body would take him.

The earth cracked at the base of the tree, just as it had before. Red light shone out, made the woods look coated in blood.

And then the hands burst from the dirt. Pale like Mary Jane’s, the fingernails black.

Another feedling?

Gary didn’t know whether to be excited or terrified, but at that moment, the latter took over. He tried to rise to his feet so he could run away, but it hurt too bad. A cry belted from his throat, and he nearly vomited from the pain.

Then Mary Jane walked out from behind the tree. She took one look at the red light and grinned wider than Gary had seen yet, jumped up and down and clapped and giggled. “Yippie, yippie. You released him!”

Gary winced. “R-released…him?”

“My brother,” she said.

The boy’s head popped out of the ground, mouth wide, like a great white breaking the surface of the ocean. When he ripped himself free of the soil and grass roots, he stretched, yawned, then was tackled by Mary Jane.

The red light shining from his eyes showed the black substance floating in the air around them, like storm clouds swirling around. The rotten egg scent that wafted from the boy’s body dwarfed that which emanated from Mary Jane.

“I’ve missed you,” Mary Jane said. She kissed him on the face, and though the boy smiled, he shoved her away.

“I’m starving.” His voice was rough, deep. He nudged Mary Jane aside, glanced up at Gary. “Hello, Master.”

Gary tried to speak, but his bloody lips were cemented shut. He blinked, crinkled his forehead.

“You mind if I eat?”

Gary shook his head.

The boy feedling unhinged his jaw, the same way as his sister, but his teeth were sharp, pointed and serrated, flat like razor blades. He inhaled and the black globs rushed toward him, filled his mouth. The creature chewed and grunted, inhaled more.

Mary Jane skipped to Gary’s side, grabbed his hand in hers. She looked up at him, smiled, made no comment about his ruined face. “You are the best master ever.”

“Who…who is he?”

“My brother. But you haven’t given him a name yet.”

“What is he eating?”

“Violence.”

Gary’s eyes widened as he watched the boy gorge on the violence filling the air. He reached up, touched his face. His nose, tender and raw, bent to the left—to touch it was agony. Left eye had nearly shut, right had a cut on the eyebrow and swollen. His mouth was a mess of busted lip, cracked teeth, and blood.

The feedling had plenty to eat.

The red light faded to a dark pink and the feedling burped. He turned, sleepy-eyed, and faced his master. His stubby legs wobbled as he walked, looked ready to give out from under him. Mary Jane stepped forward and wrapped his arm over her shoulder.

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