Nickolas stared in the mirror trying not to blink as the image looking back at him began to distort. He involuntarily blinked as a tear ran down his cheek. He turned around peeking through the door into the adjoining room. He smiled widely as he watched the two tied up teenagers squirming under their restraints. He waved at them as if they would be able to respond. He turned to face his neatly made bed with two silver, diamond encrusted machetes next to a blue hat box. Nickolas carefully removed the lid, gently placing it next to the box. The dark mask looked up at him as if to call to him.
“Nickolas.” The mask spoke. “It’s been a long time. I thought you had forgotten about me.”
“It’s time to begin.” Nickolas whispered to himself as he picked up the mask carefully putting it to his face.
He emerged from the room feeling the god like power he enjoyed more than anything. The muffled teens began to struggle more as he grabbed a chair placing it front of them. The sounds from the plastic below his feet heightened the fear in the terrorized teens.
He placed a machete on each of their laps and sat down.
“You two are going to be part of something great. Something that will live in the hearts and minds of man forever. I almost passed you up. I thought to myself, they can’t be worthy of this great honor.” The mask began to move as he spoke.
He pulled the ball gag from the young ladies mouth. He put his finger to his lips to keep her from screaming.
“If you scream I will disembowel you.” His voice seemed to become deeper.
With tears running down her face, she mustered up enough strength to speak.
“What do you want from us?” She asked as a weird sensation swept through her body.
Nicholas didn’t answer right away, but leaned in smelling her hair.
“Do you feel the tingling throughout your body?” He smiled under his mask. “It’s a little something I came up with. It’s my favorite neuro toxin. What do you think about it?”
The young man tried to free himself as he attempted to scream with the gag securely in his mouth.
Without looking Nicholas viciously back handed the helpless young man.
“Do not interrupt me while I am speaking!” His voice echoed through the room.
“We are sorry. Please don’t hurt him anymore.” She apologized between whimpers.
Nicholas sat back to regain his composure. The temptation to cut her eyes, and lick the blood from her sockets was almost to much to hold back.
Nicholas looks over at the young man as he felt the mask constrict and release. He put his hands on the young man’s knees, and with a word grabbed one of the machete plunging it into his chest.
“I decided the lesson I need to teach will only benefit one of you.”
The gurgling only lasted a short time sending the girl into a screaming episode. Nicholas struck her in the mouth instantly stopping the screaming. She slumped over with blood running from her mouth.
“Let’s began, shall we?”