The Coven Part 1 – Reed_(0)

Reed

“HELP ME SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!!!” a young woman yelled as she was dragged in through the front door by a grinning Jackson. He had her by the neck of her collar as everyone in the bar type area laughed and grinned at the pitiful woman.

She was attractive, with dyed blonde hair cut into a messy bob, and huge brown eyes. She was in some sort of uniform, but it was torn up so bad that nobody could make out for sure what it read.

She panicked, looking around the room at everyone, hoping for someone to save her. But nobody gave a shit.

Some of the larger guys were playing darts near the bar. Gabriel being the largest, was obviously winning. The others were afraid of him. His pal Grant was smiling and patting him on the shoulder as he got another bull’s-eye; 15th one in a row. But this wasn’t out of the ordinary; as our aim is much more accurate than of a mortal.

“P-PLEASE!” the woman yelled as Jackson threw her into the middle of the room. It was lit with a dim red strip of lights, giving it a smoky, dark, lustful feel. Just right I guess.
“Shut up bitch.” Jackson told her, grabbing her cheap sneakers and pulling them off.

He threw them into the fire that was lit in the corner, his accuracy immaculate. They started to smoke, slowly burning and then melting into the ashes.

I could see her badge now, Brook. Her name was Brook. It was a nurses badge, and as I took a closer look, I realised that her uniform was a torn pair of scrubs. Jackson had torn her up bad, there were large scrape marks all over her legs and arms, blood seeping through. But I wasn’t the first to notice the blood, not in the slightest.

“What have we got here?” Grant grinned, tussling his curly brown hair. He walked over from the bar into the middle of the floor, were Brook was lying terrified.
“A present.” Jackson replied, pulling off the woman’s socks and stroking her bleeding leg. She pulled away, her brown eyes huge and frightened. “For my darling friend Minerva.”

There was a shriek from the bar as Minnie stood up. She looked stunning tonight, as always. She was in her early twenties when turned I guess, her body was mature but her face was still youthful.

Her skin was snow white and stood out perfectly against her tight black jeans and corset. Her high shoes made her legs look even longer than usual, if possible. Her long, brown hair fell down to her waist in waves like silk as she stood, she was truly beautiful.

“For me?!” her blue eyes lit up. Jackson nodded. “Oh darling, you shouldn’t have!”
“No problem baby cakes.” he replied, kissing her on the head as she wrapped her arms around him. Even with her lengthy legs and high heels, she still wasn’t quite as tall as Jackson.

Jackson considered himself the…leader of the coven, but really he was like a high school bully. He had friends, and people he didn’t care for. He liked to drink, gamble, kill and fuck. And that was pretty much it.

The worst thing was, he could do all that. Women and men fell into his traps so easily it was sickening. But standing at 6” 2 he was not one to mess with. He had olive skin, shortish dark hair, and slight stubble. His eyes were a vibrant green, huge and intense. This was partly the reason why he got women so easily. But the most of it was his body. He was perfectly sculpted, chiselled abs and muscular arms and legs. I certainly, was not going to mess with him anytime soon.

I wasn’t unfit, or un-attractive, I just wasn’t stupid enough to challenge Jackson. I mean, I was Reed, the 23 year old college student. Standing at 5” 11 I wasn’t a huge guy, but I wasn’t small either. I have reddish brownish hair, that’s long, but sticks out, paleish skin and dark grey eyes. I have muscles sure, but I didn’t flash them about as much as Jackson.

My attention was drawn back to Brook as she screamed. Jackson was bent down next to her, holding her to the floor so she couldn’t move.
“P-PLEASE! What are you doing to me! Hello! Anyone! Help me! Can you not see what they are doing! HELP!”

Minnie grinned, her ruby red lips parting as she crouched down next to the woman, giving me a great view of her perfect ass. I could see a hint of her black lace thong poking out of the top of her jeans, and bit my lip as she leant further foreword.

She started to rip of the remains of Brooks top and then her pants, leaving her in just her generic white bra and panties. She was slim, not skinny, just slim. By my guess she was a B cup, nothing special.

The red blood was more visible, and more people were paying attention now. The guys from the bar were all watching intently, wondering what Minnie’s next move would be. Some people from the other rooms of the house had come in, wondering what all the commotion was about. One of them being, Casey.

Casey was Jackson’s younger sister, and for 15 years old, damn she was attractive. She was small, about 5”2 and had long blonde hair that was thick as wool, but obviously much more beautiful. She had the same olive skin, and bright green eyes, again a huge attraction. She was curvy, with a perfect hourglass shape. She had a small slim waist, but huge DD boobs and a round sexy ass. The fact that she was wearing a tiny strapless red tube dress did not help the men in the room contain themselves. But everyone knew, if they touched a single hair on her head that they would have Jackson to deal with.

Minnie straddled Brook, lifting one of her arms and licking all the blood off of it.
“It’s okay baby.” she grinned. “I only wanna play.”
Brook glared at her, tears rolling down her face.
“And when I DO kill you, I’ll be sure to make it fast… okay?” Minnie’s voice melted into the air like chocolate.
“AWW! Come on babe, lets make her suffer!” Jackson chuckled.
“PLEASE NO! I have, I h-have a s-son!” she sobbed. “I have a little four year old boy. H-his daddy is g-gone. He n-needs me!” she wailed. I felt sorry for this poor woman. She was desperate for her life.

Minnie pinned both of Brooks arms down as Jackson stood and walked over to the bar, pouring himself a drink.
“Well…” Minnie chimed. “We could come to some sort of arrangement…”
“ANYTHING! I’ll do ANYTHING! PLEASE!”
Minnie grinned again, standing up and wiping the blood off of her jeans.

Jackson sat down at the bar, obviously now bored of his little charade, letting Minnie do as she wished. He started to converse with the barman Max, but I was too interested in Minnie’s next move than to pay attention to his gossip.

“Take off your underwear for these lovely men and women here.” she giggled.
Brook gasped, horrified. “W-why! YOU PERVERTED WOMAN! I AM NOT GOING TO STRIP INFRONT OF THESE PEOPLE!