Better Evil 3

The blood soaked Alastor and Astraroth stood over the no longer virgin. She was shaking, unable to move. “Well fuck.” Alastor surveyed the blood. He thought it was such a waste.1

“Woah you guys did this?” Awar, the third triplit, popped in the room, playfully jumping on over the squeamish girl, sniffing her. “You could’ve shared.” He pouted. “You guys didn’t eat yet?” 2

Alastor shrugged, looking at his sister, who seemed to be tracking.3

Awar took it as a sign to go, so he moved onto the girl, sinking his teeth into her flesh, eating away into her in chunks. Blood splattered all around the room. Alastor hugged Astraroth from the back and started licking the wound on her neck. She smiled. “Where to next?” She asked her brothers. 4

“I’m hungry” Alastor mumbled into her neck. “I’m not!” Awar wiped the blood away from his mouth, staring at the bloody mess of a girl.5

“I never knew why you don’t prefer the virgins.” Alastor glared at him. Awar shrugged. “Tastes the same.”6

“You prefer virgins instead of me?” The sister questioned playfully.7

“You are a virgin, are you not? Born as a virgin, as you will always live as a virgin. You taste better then any thing I’ve ever tasted. I love you, my sister Astraroth” Alastor kissed her blood soaked hair.8

“I love you, my brother Alastor.” They stared into each others eyes affectionately.9

“AHEM still in the room.” Awar pouted.10

“I love you, my brother Awar” Astraroth and Alastor chimed. Awar moved forward, embracing them both. Alastor and Astraroth both shared a bloody kiss with Alastor.11

“I think we should move on then. Lets get washed and dressed and leave quickly. I don’t feel like getting chased by the cops again” They nodded, going on to shower together. Most of the two’s bloody openings were already healed.12

“Why didn’t you go for the Blonde?” Awar poked at Alastor. 13

“I didn’t want to.” He grunted. Awar squeezed body wash onto all of them.14

Alastor glared, wiping off the body wash from himself and his sister.15

“Your such a kid Awar” Alastor muttered, leading them out of the shower.16

They stole some clothes from a teenager’s closet.17

Astraroth laughed at what they were wearing.18

“We look like bondage Goths” Awar laughed with her.19

“I don’t care what WE look like, but you do look sexy in that” Alastor picked up Astraroth and put her in his arms, cradling. They walked out of the house in search of a car to steal.20

“You don’t have to carry me.” Her eyebrows rose.21

“Promised. I ripped you open, so this is how I repay.”22

Awar rose his eyebrows. “Seriously? Where?”23

“The bathroom” Alastor stated proudly.24

“No way. You never do anything fun like that with me!” Awar pointed at Astraroth childishly.25

“You were busy with those popped cherry girls, remember?” She laughed.26

Awar crossed his arms angrily.27

“There” Astroth pointed.28

“Its his van.” A black van without windows. Simple commercial van.29

Awar and Alastor smelled the outside of the van. 30

“Same smell as from the room with the dead girl in it.” Awar peaked into the window. “Where is he though?”31

Alastor’s claws retracted. He slid his fingernail through the door crease, popping it open. He slid the door open careful not to break it, and placed Astraroth in the back passanger seat.32

“Get in. He’s finished with another girl. He’s coming.” she said. Awar slid in the middle seat, and Alastor slipped behind the drivers seat.33

“What’s the plan?” Awar whispered excited. He loved stealing cars. Especially when we did it with a hostage.