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Faeries Or Food
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  Chapter 8: Victor the Vicious   (ID #1017892)
    an addition by: BradRepko  More by this author

Victor is a seventeen your old adolescent whose cruelty to faeries is so well known they call him Victor the Vicious. Stories say he caught his first faerie when he was three days old when one flew to close to his crib and that he placed it in his diaper where she drowned in his excrement. These stories are unconfirmed, but Victor has been torturing faeries for so long few faeries doubt the veracity of these claims.

Victor first became a name spoken with fear and dread by faerie kind when he was only eight. No one knows the details of how he did it, but one day one-hundred faeries went missing, and nobody knew what happened to them until a few days later. All one-hundred faeries showed up along a string of Christmas lights decorating Victor's house, the bulbs shoved up their pussies distorting their tummies with the thick shape of the bulbs. Somehow the boy had meticulously shoved the bulbs into the pussy of each and every faerie without doing enough damage to kill them. So their they all were, still alive decorating the house of Victor, weeping and sobbing at least until he turned the lights on. The faeries' bellies all lit up an array of bright colors. However, the faeries soon began shrinking in pain and agony, screaming their little lungs out. The bulbs were the old fashioned kind that got real hot when turned on, and soon all the faeries insides were being seared by the hot bulbs. The screams of the faeries lasted for nearly four and a half hours until the last one finally stopped screaming, their bodies charred and blackened and the smell of burnt faerie meat filling the whole neighborhood. All that cooked faerie meat attracted hungry predators for miles and that season their was an unusually high concentration of faerie predators in the area. So many faeries lost their lives that horrible winter that it became known by them as the Black Winter, and from then on Victor's name was legendary, the mere mention of Victor the Vicious being enough to make a faerie soil herself.

That was only the beginning of Victor the Vicious' legacy. A few years later he nailed five living faeries to his tree, letting them bleed out and leaving them their as a message to others. Their little skeletons remain nailed to the tree to this day, picked clean and bleached from years of sun exposure. Then there was Annette, a beautiful red haired faerie he caught. He clipped her wings and then deposited her in a trail of black ants. The ants quickly swarmed over her and began tearing her apart with their tiny mandibles. The ants were careful to take apart her non vital areas first, as she was screaming for forty minutes as the ants teared her flesh off, until she finally choked to death on her own blood. The whole time Victor watched on his hands and knees, face bent real close as he watched close up Annette's gruesome death with a sick gleam in his eyes.

One time he caught a pretty pink haired faerie with a ponytail, and he brought her inside with him. He stuck her in the freezer where she froze to death and became a faerie popsicle. Once she was frozen solid he brought her outside and placed her out in the open on his front porch for all to see, as she melted into a puddle of goo in the hot summer sun. That was how he discovered, as well as a lot of faeries too, that when a faerie is frozen and then thawed out they melt into a puddle of goo. Another time he caught a trio of pretty faeries and used toothpicks to stake their arms and legs to the ground. Then he used a another toothpick to dissect them one at a time outside where all their friends could witness their deaths. One of the faeries he staked to the ground lost control of her bowels while watching him disembowel her friend, and he used the toothpick to force feed the faerie her own excrement. Then, in a stroke of sheer wicked genius, he used the toothpick to wrap the intestines of her friend around it like a string of spaghetti and fed it to her friend. All the faeries that witnessed his depraved acts that day were unable to eat that night without throwing up.

It was quite clear to all the faeries that he wasn't only torturing the faeries he captured, but the surviving faerie community with the sheer cruelty of his actions. There wasn't a faerie around that wasn't terrified of this depraved monster, but he wasn't just satisfied with torturing those he caught but by psychologically torturing all those who survived. When he was fifteen, he captured a group of five faeries and tortured them one by one, letting the others he caught watch. The first one he stuck in the microwave, and they could only watch as their friend screamed in pain as she was cooked alive from inside out for two and a half minutes. In the faeries last moments, her friends could see her blood boiling just underneath her skin before her screams turned into a gurgle and she exploded, coating the microwave in her remains. The next one he placed in a pot full of water with wire mesh at the top, placed it on the stove top and turned it on. Her friends watched and listened as she was boiled alive, taking her nearly ten minutes to die. Then he poured the water, along with her cooked body into a cup of ramen and ate her along with the spicy noodles, while her friends watched. He even offered them bits of her, and grinned at their sickened faces. The next one he tied up in the web of the spider that was normally much to small to catch a faerie. A faerie would normally fly right through the webbing of this type of spider, but Victor tied her up in thick strands on it and left her for the spider who was about as big as the faerie's head. The spider injected it's venom into each of her breasts, and then retreated back to it's hiding place, leaving the little tart screaming her little lungs out as the venom melted her insides. It was four hours before the screaming stopped, and Victor and the remaining two faeries had a front row seat to it, and he made them watch the whole time, including as the spider fed; their friend's body shriveling up into a husk before their very eyes.

With only two faeries remaining, Victor did something uncharacteristic, he promised to let one of them go, but only if the two of them fought to the death. While they didn't trust him, after seeing what he had done to their friends, neither one of them wanted to die at his hands, so they both fought each other to the death. It was twenty minutes, but eventually the purple haired faerie was victorious by strangling to death her blond haired friend. Victor then chloroformed the survivor. When she woke up, he kept his word and released her, but not before making her swear to tell all the other faeries what he did to her friends. The little purple haired faerie returned and told all the other faeries what transpired, and she was regarded as a hero for being the first ever to survive having been captured by Victor. They celebrated her return with a banquet in her honor, but it was during that feast the true meaning of Victor's words were made known. Victor promised to release the faerie, he had never promised to let her live. During the feast, she began feeling terrible pains coming from inside her uterus, and blood began leaking out from her pussy. Then her belly began to swell and several flesh eating maggots chewed their way out of her. Nearly five hundred faeries witnessed her gruesome death, over half of them throwing up from the site of seeing the maggots chew their way through her stomach. Twenty three faeries committed suicide that night from the sheer horror, rather taking their own lives than live and face being caught by Victor the Vicious.

That event was two and half years ago, Victor is now seventeen and in another six months Victor will be going off to college. This news has the faerie community very antsy, as on the one hand they might soon be rid of their most dreaded plague; but on the other, he will likely perform an even more horrendous act as a farewell, one that rivals all the other twisted acts he has ever done. Anticipation and dread grips the faeries, as many of them wonder if they will live to see the end of the scourge known as Victor the Vicious.
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