TITLE: Banished Blood
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
Rhonnie and Edeira exchanged tired glances as the screams got louder.
“It sounds like your Mom is having fun with this one Rhonnie. She usually doesn’t take this long to finish them off.”
“Yeah this one must be personal, those are usually the ones that take the longest,” Rhonnie replied.
This was the third time in a week they had accompanied her parents on one of their assignments. They were supposed to be on security detail while the subject of the day got tortured and subsequently executed.
Orlarion, Rhonnie’s dad, poked his head out the door. “You girls can come in now for the end.”
They filed in behind him and surveyed the blood spattered room. It was much quieter now. The screams had stopped and were replaced by a soft gurgling. Now the loudest sound that could be heard was the soft clicking of Edeira's stilettos and Olarion hooves on the marble floor as they shifted around the room.
The closer they got, Alanna, Rhonnie’s mom, could be heard panting loudly. They crowded around the target, his eyes bulging and mouth puckered, opening and closing like a goldfish. With the perfect frontal view, it was clear to see where the gurgling was coming from, the male’s throat had been slit wide open. Rhonnie's parents felt the moments before death are the most important, because you owed your victim at least an ounce of respect by looking them in the eye as life left their bodies.