Chapter 8 The Chicken house massacre part 4.

A hooded figure with red eyes sat on his knees in a pool of chicken blood. There he feasted on their hearts and corpses as he happily drank down all their blood.

By now the stench of death was all around as there was blood everywhere and 40 chicken corpses as well as the 4 dead mighty cocks.

" Fist smash face! Hands rip ribcage! So crunchy, so red, so juicy sweet! Now we wish

to take its heart! So juicy sweet! " The creature loudly sang and laughed like crazy as it bit into the chicken corpse.

As the creature feasted in the chicken house. In a one-story three-roomed house the family of 5 were all awake. Just five minutes ago Lara Lopes and her family were awoken by their medium-sized dog's barking.

Lara had been the first one to be awoken by the dog, and she immediately went to the dog's side to see what was wrong. The dog was in the middle of the house barking at the front door. After calming the dog down, Lara in her nightgown opened the old wood-covered window on the right and peeked through.

Peeking out the window she saw nothing out of the ordinary. It was still raining heavily and there were no signs of trouble.

" Lara, what's going on? Do you see something? " Said the deep voice of her father, from the bedroom on her right.

Hearing this she did not answer, rather she focused her senses on the chicken house. There she could just slightly see that the door wasn't fully closed and that the lock was open. Seeing this she answered her dad. " Dad somebody left the chicken house open. "

Hearing this he got dressed and walked to her side while putting on a simple white shirt. " How can that be? I am sure it was closed before. " He said.

As he stood next to her and they both looked through the window at the chicken house. That's when they heard it, the menacing laughter of some creature of darkness for it did not sound human.

" Son what is it? " came an older man's voice from the left. He was Laras grandfather, who had reached the impressive age of 49. In the Middle Ages, most peasants at best lived into their 40s and a few to their fifties. This grandpa was a frail old man, barely able to do the bare minimum on the small farm. With a grey beard and missing most of his teeth he didn't look so good.

" Trouble." Answered Lara's father as he walked to the kitchen area behind him, where next to the firewood was a woodcutting axe. He picked it up and walked to the door.

Seeing this the old man was alarmed and asked. " What are you doing my son? "

Stopping in front of the door he answered his father's concern with a calm expression. " Don't worry I'm just gonna go check it out. I'l be back soon. " He smiled reassuringly and patted his daughters head, after which he walked outside with haste.

" You fool don't go there alone! Neymar you useless sack of olives, get up and go help your brother! " The old man yelled to the room behind him.

Neymar Lopes was an athletic man of 165 centimeters tall and 68 kilograms and he was in his late twenties. Due to his fanatical work ethic, he neglected his wife who decided to move back in with her parents. Now he lived as a helping hand on the small farm much to his father's dismay.

" Why? Can't my perfect big brother just handle it? Just let me sleep. " Neymar said annoyed.

The old man just walked up to his bedside and started kicking him, screaming. " Get up! You, good for nothing son of mine! Stop being useless and lazy and go help your brother! Now! "

As this was going on Lara and her now awake mother watched with concern, out the open door of their house as her father neared the chicken coop.

Standing outside in the rain, Lara's father put his ear to the door and listened.

" So nice and red! So pale and dead! So juicy sweet! Now we wish to make a dish! So juicy sweet! Hahahaha! " Is what he heard coming from the other side.

His heart started to pump and his breathing thickened as he mustered up all his courage and went to open the door slowly.

The creature sat there as if hypnotized as he bit and chewed on the chicken carcass. Until he heard a small creak and the sound of rain getting louder. When he turned to look, he saw a man in his early thirties with black dark hair and a shaved face looking at him with an axe in hand. First the man was shocked until as if realizing something his face turned to hatred and anger. Seeing this the creature took its 18 centimeters long knife and started to move.

Next, the man's muscles flexed as he lifted his axe while gritting his teeth and yelling. " Die you Greenskin scum! " As he struck.

He had never seen a Greenskin in his life. All he knew was what the merchants and the legends told him.

Greenskin? Ohh shit. Was all the thought the creature named Marino could muster as he jumped to the right from his crouched position, narrowly dodging the strike.

As the axe hit the wooden floor it cut the chicken carcass that sat there in half, sending blood and guts flying.

Seeing this Marino started sweating buckets, as he had his back against the 4 chicken wooden platforms. His senses had returned somewhat from his blood-crazed state and he was thinking more clearly. As he was no martial artist he had no clue what to do.

Turning to his left the man lifted his axe and struck again while yelling. " Die! "

Seeing the axe coming down fast Marino in his endless wisdom went into the fetal position, hugging his knees and closing his eyes. I guess this is it he thought.

Next, a loud crack could be heard as wood split in two and splinters went flying all around.

" Ohh come on! " Yelled the man.

Realizing that he was still alive Marino looked up to see the axe just above his head. Apparently, the man had overshot his swing, splitting one wooden platform and getting the axe stuck in the other.

Seeing that the man was most definitely gonna isekai him, Marino decided to take advantage of the situation. Knife in hand Marino launched forward from the fetal position. With force, the knife entered the man from below, through the gall bladder and into the kidney. The force of Marino's jump sent the man and boy crashing down to the ground.

Now that Marino was on the top he quickly pulled the knife back, causing lots of blood to start leaking from the wound. Next without a thought he started stabbing and slashing just like he did with the chickens.

In his struggle the man blocked most of the attacks with his hands, causing severe bleeding to occur. Feeling his life fading away the man in a last-ditch effort went for the knife.

As Marino aimed for the head the man's right hand came in front. Without remorse, the knife pierced straight through his hand as the man brought his left hand for support. Marino did not relent he pushed with all his might aiming the knife toward the man's right eye.

Though the man was stronger than the boy he could no longer exert his full strength. The man's hands were bleeding and cut in many places and he was bleeding excessively from the torso also. A Liver wound on its own would be fatal if not treated immediately.

The Battle had become a contestant of strength and endurance as the knife got ever closer to the man's eye. They both yelled at the top of their lungs, one pushing up and one down. " Aaaaaaaaaaaa! "

Marino grinned like a demon as he felt the knife start to pierce the man's eye and his voice turned to a panicked scream as he kicked the air and struggled.

Right then just at the very last second as the knife was about to pierce the brain the door flew open and Neymar came running in yelling. 'Brother!' With a straight kick he sent Marino knife in hand tumbling to the ground.

" Brother, what happened to you? " Neymar said tears in his eyes as he held his dying brother's bleeding hand.

With his one intact eye, the dying man looked at his brother as he coughed up blood and said with his last dying breath. " Protect.. the... family. "

Seeing the light fading from his brothers eyes Neymar yelled and shook his brother. 'No brother you can't leave me! Stay with me please!' Seeing his brother's dead hand slip from his grasp to the floor and his body going completely limp. Neymar knew deep down in his heart that his brother was gone from this world.

Seeing this scene Marino frowned as he picked up his sore body off the ground and got back on his feet, ready to face this new enemy.

Neymar turned his hateful tearful eyes toward Marino as he cursed. " You demon! You will pay for this! "

Then he turned to look at his brother one last time as he said. " Don't worry brother. I will avenge you. "

Without hesitation, Neymar charged, like a crazy berserker. Not caring at all for his opponent's knife that was pointed straight at him.

Seeing this Marino got scared, he could feel the man's killing intent and saw his crazed bloodshot eyes. Nonetheless, he aimed straight for the heart as Neymar went for a right hook. At the same time knife pierced the stomach missing its target and Neymars fist hit his face.

Marino was sent stumbling hard to the ground. Where he turned and looked as Neymar with a knife in his stomach jumped on top of him, wrapping his hands around the boy's neck.

With his neck being squeezed, Marino struggled. He desperately tried to kick and punch at the crazed man.

Neymar was uncaring of the knife in his gut as he continued to strangle the killer of his brother. He gritted his teeth and growled as saliva poured out of his mouth. He flexed his muscles and put all of his strength and anger into his arms.

Marino clawed at Neymars arms desperately with all his might, managing to make them bleed but it was futile as Neymar would not let go. Marinos face was red as he felt his consciousness fading. Right then when all hope seemed lost he felt the wooden handle of his knife that was still implanted in the crazy man slightly touch his chest and then realization hit him.

Without a second thought, Marino grabbed the wooden handle and pulled the knife out of Neymars chest with great speed. Holding the knife in his right hand in a reverse grip he didn't hesitate even for a second and immediately stabbed the crazy man in the neck. 

Like cutting into a juicy melon the blade struck the crazed man deep in the neck going all the way through to the other side where the blades emerged bloodied.

Immediately the crazed man loosened his grip on Marinos neck. With this Marino finally felt his breath come back to himself causing him to start coughing slightly.

Neymar was stunned and in shock as his mind struggled to understand what was going on. He could feel blood starting to accumulate in his mouth and throat and lots of it. He wanted to scream and run but then he saw it, the devilish mocking smile on that demon's face. Seeing this all the pain and fear immediately disappeared and were replaced by pure rage as he got even more enraged. With a knife through the neck, he mustered up all his strength and anger as he wrapped his hand once more around Marinos neck and continued to squeeze.

" What's with this crazy guy? " Marino thought as he felt his through being squeezed yet again. Next, he pulled the knife towards himself, opening up the man's neck completely from the middle. Marino closed his eyes as a spray of blood showered over him, painting his face red.

Neymar got on his feet in shock as he tried to cover the wound with his hands. While he gagged on his own blood as more and more blood came rushing out of his mouth. With his head barely attached to his torso Neymar stumbled towards the door backwards. He was in complete shock not knowing what to do, fight or run.

Marino stood up coughing as he stared and grinned evilly at his opponent. He felt swelling in his left eye and he had 3 scars on the right and a face covered in blood. He was not a happy boy, his mission was a complete failure. Now there was no other option he had to finish this fast. Maybe he could burn the bodies and run for it. This was the medieval times, after all, it would be extremely hard to say who had done it without witnesses. Marino thought to himself.

But first things first he thought, as he turned to the bleeding man In front. Remembering a scene from a movie in his past, he yelled. " Taste my spartan kick, you medieval peasant bastard! " With a kick to the stomach, Neymar stumbled uncontrollably towards the door. Next the door opened and Neymar fell through the open door, onto the outside ramp.

This sent a smile to Marino's lips until he heard a scream. Then his demonic red eyes saw it. There were 3 people looking straight at him from the doorway of the main building. " Oh shit. I fucked up. " He said.