Aquata Cove Ch. 95

"You didn't even give him the chance to beg. You and those other thugs gagged him with a brush full of pink paint, and you taped his mouth shut. You disgusting pig, and you have the nerve to ask ME to stop."

"Please, please, please, please," Damian huffed thickly, hardly able to breathe at all, "I'm sorry..." He whines, unable to find any other words. "I'm, so, sorry."

"Tch... And now you think you're sorry." Merrick squats down, "Why are you sorry?"

"I'm, sorry, for, hitting him." Damian managed to breathe out. "I'm, sorry, for beating, hiiiiim."

"What else..." Merrick snarls as his eyes narrows, "What else are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry... For, making, you, angry..." Damian tries to think of what he wants him to say.

"And..."

"And... I'm, sorry, for... Making, him, forget, you."

"Yeah... That has killed me in so many ways." Merrick tells him, pressing the metal point of the weapon on his chin again, "You pathetic worm... I've already died and lived several times before in my life, and you still probably think I'm inferior to you because I suck cock and take it up the ass. Do you still think fags deserve to die? After finding out what one can do to you?"

"Noooo, noooo," Damian sobbed as he shudders his head left and right, "I'm sorry, I, said, thaaat..."

"What are you sorry for, Damian." Merrick said out loud.

"I... I... I don't, know, what you want from meeheeeee..."

"Ghuh... Of course you don't..." Merrick bows his head, "You are missing the point of this whole thing. I told you right from the start." Damian continues to pant and whimper, completely at the mercy of this cold and furious homosexual. Merrick's looks right him, seeing directly into him.

"I want you to apologize, for making me kill you."

"Hhnnnhhhhhhhnnnh!" Damian whines a terrified squeal at the statement, "No, no, please, no, plleeaasse."

"I want you to look me in the eyes, and tell me you are sorry for ending you." Merrick says, his hand grabbing onto Damian's neck, "I want you to beg my forgiveness as I finish you off. Right here. Right now."

"Gllkkk..." Damian gags as he is elevated from the floor by Merrick's hold.

"I want you to apologize for turning me into this... You've forced me to come and eliminate you. You made me do this to you, and I want you to say you are sorry for it."

"Hhhhnnnnhhhh, please... Don't kill me... I'm sorry..."

"Don't fuck with me now..." Merrick growled with a ravaged tone, "You killed the man I love. You smashed his head open, and broke every single memory of his entire life. You killed Adam James Bryant."

"Noohhh don't..." Damian pleads feebly. "I didn't... Kill him..."

"All of those years I gave him! All of those treasured times we shared! GONE! He will never have them again! Because of YOU!" Merrick leers at him, "And I'm not letting any human judge take away the one penance I have for not protecting my love."

"Pullleeezzz... Idonwannadie...!"

"I am not letting you go. I am not moving until you say those EXACT words. You will only suffer until you say it."

"Hhhgghhh..." Damian's feet tiptoe on the ground, the blood still dribbling from his body, every inch of him throbbing in agony.

"You took him from me..." Merrick muttered, "So this is how you will end."

"Merrick STOP!" Comes a sudden female voice.

Merrick closes his eyes as his fist clenches around his harpoon, his throat rattling with impatient wrath.

"What do you think you're doing?!" She asks.

"This doesn't concern you, Syrinx." Merrick calls out, "Leave, now."

"No! Put him down!" Syrinx shouts, "Whatever he did, it's not worth doing this!"

"I said LEAVE!" Merrick yelled, "I will not tell you again!"

"Hhhhellpp meeee..." Damian groaned.

"Just what are you doing, Merrick?!"

"I am doing EXACTLY what this man would gladly do to person like me." He answers, "What was that again?" Merrick's thumb digs deep into Damian's neck, "A faggot, RIGHT?

"GLLK!"

"STOP IT!" Syrinx starts to run to them. Merrick turns his head and holds his arm erect and points his bloody spear at her. She gasps as her eyes stare at the dripping blade.

"Don't fight me on this, Syrinx!" Merrick demands, "This has NOTHING to do with you!"

"Are you serious, Merrick?!" Syrinx asks with shock. For Merrick to turn his weapon at her. "Merrick, I am your friend! Are you going to attack me if I try and stop you? What are you thinking??

"This man is a homophobe! He preys on gay men like me, he loves nothing more than to see us dead at his feet!"

"So what is this? You're going to kill him for that?? Merrick that's not going to do anything! If you do this, you're no better than him!"

"I don't care!" Merrick leers at her, "You wouldn't understand, Syrinx. You're straight; you have got NOTHING to worry about. But men like THIS." Merrick points his harpoon at Damian again, "They hunt people like ME! People like Adam! People like Nick! As if we're some kind of sport! How can you possibly justify that?!"

"But this isn't the right way to do this!" She replied, "This isn't going to help you, Merrick! This isn't like you! You can't do this!"

"Heh..." Merrick flips his harpoon in a circle so it points to Damian's head, "Watch me."

"Merrick, DON'T!" Syrinx calls out again, "I don't know why you're doing this, but... Think about what this does to you!! Look what you've done to him already!" Merrick's eyes leer at the dying man, the blood from his mouth and nose starting to leak onto Merrick's hand, "Think about what your loved ones would say!"

"Hhgghhh..." Merrick growls as his anger and soul converge at the very suggestion.

'SON! That's enough!' Kaiken would instruct, 'His blood is enough. Leave his life to him now.'

'You must stop this, Son.' Umiato would say, 'Will you forget your sense of mercy at the hands of rage?'

'Brother... Don't do this.' Savarna would tell him, 'I've seen you like this too many times to know... Please stop...'

'Merrick... Why do you want to kill him so much?' Arnaav would ask, 'You... You wouldn't hurt someone like that ever... Right?'

"I DON'T CARE!!" Merrick shouts, "This is what I have to do! What right do you have to tell me stop this?!"

"J-Just... Just stop, ok?? What about Adam?!" Syrinx says, visibly scared as she takes a few cautious steps toward him. Merrick's eyes spike from the name. "What would you do if he were standing right here, looking at what you're doing?? What you've turned into! What you did to someone!"

"Grrggghhh..." Merrick grits his teeth as he grips Damian harder, his harpoon quivering in his hand as fury crashes in every vein in his body. "Rrrgghhhhh!" Merrick once again turns his flaring blue eyes at the mermaid at the entrance of the alley.

"SHUT UP, SYRINX! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ADAM?! THIS MAN TRIED TO KILL HIM!!"

"Hhh!" Syrinx gasped at the shocking statement, as well as the sudden uproar from him, almost as if he's going hysterical. He's actually making her tremble. She takes a shaky step forward, almost too scared to even approach him.

"This man and three others ambushed Adam out of nowhere! They held him back, they butchered him with a freaking crowbar! He was rendered HELPLESS! They didn't even give him the chance to fight back! He almost DIED, Syrinx! And THIS man right here is the one who struck Adam into his COMA! Tell me one fucking good reason why I shouldn't just off him right now! TELL ME!"

"Merrick... Please... Listen to me..." She tells him, "Just think. That's all I'm asking. Think about what Adam would say - the Adam you knew. H-He wouldn't want you to do this, I know THAT much..." She can see she's getting somewhere... Merrick, still seething with hostility, is at least hesitating. He bows his head as he grits his teeth.

"Dammiiiit!" Merrick frowns, "Why can't you just leave me alone...?! Just go away..." Merrick says as he closes his eyes, "Just leave already..."

"Think about HIM, Merrick. You tell ME, what would Adam say if he saw you like this?"

"No, just stop... Just stop already, Syrinx..."

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"... Merrick! Merrick, what are you doing?!" Echoes a shaky, fearful voice.

"Just... Mind your own business..."

"Merrick, what happened to you - oh my God, you're covered in blood!" The voice sounds as if it's about to cry, "Merrick, what did you do???"

"This is his blood. Just... Leave me to do this..." Merrick's anger starts to quell as waves of the ocean would come to an approaching calm, "Just look away..."

"Wait, Merrick, don't!" The voice says, "Please... Don't do this, please. This isn't what I wanted." Merrick can feel his arm on his, in a soft attempt to bring it down, "Put him down, and just forget him."

"It's too late... I'm already a monster... This is how I've always been... You know that as well as I do."

"No! That is NOT true! You're not a monster, you never were! Not to me! You're... You're my whole wor-rld." The voice whimpered with emotion, "You're letting him make you into a murder, and it's breaking my heart." The voice sobbed.

"No... No I'm not yours anymore... Not anymore..." Merrick shook his head, "Because of HIM. This is how it has to be."

"Yes you are! Please, Merrick, just stop!" The voice begs, tears of invisible light dripping behind Merrick, "I can't stand seeing you do this to yourself! I don't want you to kill him because of me!"

"I have to... I can't stop..." Merrick's arm quivers as he feels a tear roll down his cheek.

"Merrick, please... Let him go... Just let him go..." Merrick can feel him squeeze his shoulders.

"I... I can't..." Merrick bows his head as he closes his eyes tight, "I can't let him live... Even if I wanted to, I can't... I've come too far to let him alone now... Not after what he's done to you..."

"I don't care what they did to me! I'm horrified of what they're doing to YOU!" The voice sobs, "This isn't the beautiful Adra I remember... This is something you promised you would never do!"

"I don't care anymore." Merrick's voice shakes as his own eyes start to water, "I have to kill him. I can't ever forgive him for what he did. He took you AWAY from me!"

"Then don't forgive him! I don't want you to forgive him..." The voice huffs deeply as it holds on Merrick's shoulders, "You've done enough to him, just stop this, now."

"Don't ask me again." He simply said while sniffling, "I am not leaving until he dies. Just... Just look away... Don't look at me..."

"No, baby, no..." The voice cries. Merrick can feel that face push onto the back of his shoulders. He can feel those arms hold around his torso as the voice gasps and sobs, "I'm begging you... Just come back. I don't want to see them do this to you..."

"Just... Just stop, please..." Merrick feels himself get weaker as a tear rolls down his cheek. "If I don't do this now..."

"Baby, please stop... I want my Merrick back." The voice wept, "Please, just let him go... Come back home, Merrick... Please just come back to bed with me..."

"Hhh!" Merrick's eyes widen as images push to the front of his mind.

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"Mnngghh... Merriiiick. It's 4 in the morning. Just come back to bed." Adam groans as he flops his arm down beside the bed.

"I can't Adam. This is important, I have to do this now." Merrick tells him as he adjusts his sharktooth belts while sitting on the bed. Adam groans irritably as a response.

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"Ghghghghhg..." Merrick cries constantly as he curls in the covers, alone, his hand gripping one of the pillows, the sheets still holding Adam's smell. "I should have stayed in bed..." He sobbed, "I should have stayed in bed... Hghghhhghhh..."

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"Ghhhhh." Merrick seethes as his anger has transmuted into forceful sorrow. His eyes clenched shut, he tilts his head up, feeling like his body is being forced to swallow a huge cascade of restraint.

Damian grunts in pain. Merrick has been standing there with his eyes closed for several minutes, his mouth seething in harsh groans and whimpers a glittering tear sliding down once or twice from either eye. His tears sparkle?? How gay IS he??

Merrick's arm shakes with pain and raw energy as he still holds Damian by the throat, "Hhhhhh... HhhHhhHhhHhhHhhHhh." Merrick pants erratically as pushes himself beyond his own disciplines and determination, pushing it all out of his will.

His weapon still shakes in his hand, until his hand finally loosened itself. The blood-coated harpoon slips from his fingers, and clunks to the ground. Syrinx, having gotten close enough to Merrick and Damian, carefully stoops down, and picks up Merrick's spear. Merrick's eyes are shaded as he gradually lets Damian down, still huffing in a shaky rhythm.

"Hnnhh..." Damian groans painfully as his back grinds down the wall, his feet touching the ground, nowhere near able to support his own weight.

"...Rgghh!"

"Merrick." Syrinx's eyes widen as Merrick suddenly becomes murderous again, "Merrick NO!"

Merrick shoves his fist into Damian's chest, and hits his forehead against the other, "If I ever see you again..." His voice quivers with searing hatred again, "I will make you BEG me to kill you." He firms his knuckles, and knocks Damian out with a single strike, unconscious.

He then proceeded to take the jacket, and yank it off of Damian's body.

"Wait, Merrick! What are you doing now?!" Syrinx asked. Merrick successfully removes the jacket, still relatively intact and clean, and slings it over his shoulder, "What-"

"This is Adam's jacket. He stole it on the night they attacked him." He says firmly as he walks, leaving Syrinx bewildered before she turns around to follow. She quickly unscrews the harpoon apart, stashes it into the long duffle, and trots away to catch up with him.

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"Rrrgghhh..." Adam groans awake in his bed, finding himself drooling off the side of his mouth, with his laptop still running.

["~You think I'm pretty, without any make-up on ~You think I'm funny, when I tell the punchline wrong ~I know you get me, so why won't my words come down~? Doooww~wwnn~"]

Adam sees as the current episode of Glee is when Kurt was 'undercover' at Dalton Academy, and the Warblers are performing 'Teenage Dream'. Blaine leads the singers in the romantic song.

"Mmnnnhhh Gaahhd." Adam stretches, blinking as he notices... Something else that's wet, aside from his mouth. He blinks as he rubs his eyes, smearing the clear fluid from around his eyes.

["~I'mma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans, be your teenage dreams tonight~ Go put your hands on m-"]

Adam pauses as he rubs into his closed eyes, feeling them oddly moist. He slowly pushes himself up, and sees the wet blotches on his pillow, on two different dark spots on it. "Errghh." He sloppily gets up, and goes to the bathroom.

Switching on the light, Adam looks at his reflection in the mirror, and sees his eyes are pink and wet. "What the..." He stares at himself as he leans in, pulling at his lower eye lids, just looking at himself in general, "Was I crying while I was napping? Huh..." He asks himself, "I feel fine though..." He sniffs as he wipes his eyes, still curious about this. He feels fine right now, if still a little tired and lazy.

"Guess I had a sad dream."