Chapter 29: Death by Example


    ir was curious as to where he was going. His mood had just suddenly shifted, and she followed


    along, there was a rigid set to his shoulders and the air around him was rather angry. As they moved


    she could start to hear something crashing, and the breaking of ss. There was snarling and


    shouting.


    "How stupid." She said, Didn''t they know that the key to surviving was being calm,ying low?


    "Very." Isaiah said. He was surprised that she was following him. Normally she made a quick escape.


    "Following me?"


    "I''m curious." She said."Though it killed the cat." She mumbled under her breath. He''d heard that


    expression before. Oddly enough I wasn''t going to kill her. Slowly he was starting to view her like the


    hell hounds. Need he exin why that was probably happening?


    However she had a set time after which he would have to rid himself of her. ir was smart, and knew


    how to hide. That made her dangerous in the possibility of finding an escape. He couldn’t allow that.


    ir was ncing in the rooms they passed. The smell of smoke came to her, and a lot of the rooms


    were smashed and destroyed. It would seem someone was having a mental break.


    "Oh my god." She said. It looked like someone had taken a sledgehammer to the rooms they were


    passing. One had different art works in it and they werepletely destroyed. She saw one of hers on


    the floor that she left for the house.


    "Will they mend?" She asked.


    "Everything mends." He answered darkly. "There is a difference however in the reasoning for things to


    be destroyed and fixed. This is deliberate unneeded destruction." ir could feel the coldness starting


    to seep into her. The house felt cold and angry. The closer they got to the noise the colder it got. To the


    point that she could see her breath.


    ir stood in the doorway of the piano room where a man really was using a sledge hammer to


    destroy the windows in the room. She felt several people running from the area terrified. She saw that


    Zeta wasying dead on the floor. Alpha not far from her also not breathing. Beta was pacing watching


    the man looking for a moment to attack. This man had lost it,pletely lost it. It looked like he''d taken


    out two hell hounds. He was a bear of a man, and he was wounded too.


    The room was destroyed just like the others. All the pianos and instruments in here in pieces. The


    windows and furniture were in hundreds of shards. Isaiah held out a hand almost casually and the


    sledgehammer flew into it. ir didn''t even have a second to turn or call out a warning Isaiah moved


    that fast. To be honest she didn''t feel the need to. This ce was changing her, and the man had


    signed his death certificate with his actions today.


    Isaiah swung once. Not at full strength but enough to shatter the man''s leg and knee as he hit the side


    of it. He then tossed the sledge hammer like it was a useless tool. The man fell to the floor screaming


    in pain, he sounded out of his mind. ir wondered how many had broken like this man had. She was


    also unsure if she should be here now and backed up.


    Isaiah grabbed the ankle of the broken leg and pulled the man no expression on his face. He looked


    more like a man simply pulling a bag of garbage. Beta had his lips curled back and ir now saw that


    he was actually limping. His front right leg bent up and under him. Isaiah pulled the man from the room


    ir stayed where she was but Isaiah spoke.


    "ir, follow you''ll just have toe in a minute." She sighed looked up at the ceiling. She was losing


    her mind in a different way, and moved to follow. They went to a room that was not destroyed and


    large. Kind of like a sitting room. He let go of the man and Isaiah looked at Beta.


    "Healing?"


    ‘Yes a bit more needed.’ He said in his head. Isaiah gave a nod.


    "Go to your siblings." Hemanded and Beta limped off. ir moved into the room. The crazed


    man''s screaming was starting to grate on her nerves. Isaiah''s eyes went ck and he grabbed the man


    by the throat.


    "Shut up before I snap your neck." The man went instantly silent but it looked like he might be trying to


    scream. ir once again wondered at Isaiah and his abilities. She was d they didn''t seem to work


    much on her. Isaiah moved to a desk in the room and pulled out a pen knife. He took it and jabbed it in


    his own left forearm, pulling up slightly.


    "What are you doing?" ir gasped. He didn''t look at her he just tossed the knife and it hit the floor


    skidding. He walked to the wall and used his right hand to take blood from his left arm with two of his


    fingers. What the hell was this?


    He made a very odd symbol on the wall with his blood and she noted that the hand writing the symbol


    changed slightly. The skin turning a ck blue and his fingers were elongated. ir watched as the


    blood seemed to soak into the wall. It was in a crude circle with odd little symbols.


    "ir." He said and made a motion with his hand. She came forward but reluctantly. She stopped next


    to him.


    "Hand."


    She raised her right hand and he took it. Pulling her closer and raised it to his mouth. He bit into the


    center of her palm and she made a painful sound. Anger contorting her face for a moment. He let go


    and with blood pooling in her palm he forced her hand to the wall.


    "That hurt." She said.


    "And?" Man he was an asshole, and she was stuck with said asshole so long as she wanted to live.


    "Would it really hurt to give a warning first?" She said. "You''re not supposed to harm me."


    "I''m about to give a warning now. This is an exception to the rule as you will see. Besides you gave me


    permission before to bite you. You haven''t taken it back. Nor have we made a new promise." He let go


    of her hand and she felt a trickle go down her spine. He moved back to where the man wasying.


    Isaiah pulled him up off the floor and set him in a chair. He needed a sound smack across the face in


    her opinion. Both of them.


    "I can hear that some in this house are about to do something worse that I don''t want to deal with. So


    I''m going to make a point. I get very tired of repeating myself over and over. The house will bring them


    at my request. I will be heard this time." Isaiah said to her. He did hear it in their minds. They were


    thinking they could break the house, open it somehow. That was not going to happen.


    He was bringing everyone in the house here to him. It would cost him though, it would give them all one


    day full immunity from him. Every time he called in this fashion would give them one day. Mo one could


    resist it either unlike his ability as a reaper to call souls forward. Those in the room already were an


    exception. They were in the magic. ir however already had her three weeks and it was really for the


    man right here. He was going to show them what happened when you didn''t follow the rules. Or touch


    things that belonged to him.


    ir watched as people started to file into the room, looking a little like zombies until they entered.


    Then they looked horrified. None could leave however, and so they kept a far distance from Isaiah.


    Twelve people including ir, were spaced in the room. Two minutester the hell hounds came in,


    looking a little worse for the ware but breathing. They moved to sit behind Isaiah and watched the


    crowd. The doors to the room shut and everyone looked around.


    "Because I''ve done this, called you to me. You all have a full day of immunity from me and mine. So it


    would do if you''d rxed and listen to what I have to say." The man in the chair was looking very pale,


    his mouth a grim line. Isaiah gave a wave of his hand, the man cursed him but didn''t start screaming


    again.


    "I''ll exin this once so listen closely."


    "All of you," he started, epassing the group. "Belong to me, to this house. I decide when and how


    you will die and no one escapes me forever. If I don''t take care of you they will." He pointed to the hell


    hounds.


    "It hase to my attention that some in this group feel that you can reverse your condition, it''s not so.


    Even if someone shows up tomorrow and promises to free you, I doesn''t work. You signed your


    contracts and you can''t be released from it. Burning this house to the ground, or anything else will not


    kill me, but it will kill you." The room was silent and Isaiah took a moment to run through their minds


    and thoughts. Only ir and an older female weren''t readable.


    "I won''t tolerate destruction of this house or destruction of my property. Nor will the house and if you


    think you are going to burn it down, it will respond. I can hear what you were nning, or using magic.


    You think I''m stuck here because I like it? We’re all stuck here. You live longer when you y by the


    rules." These mortals were ignorantly pathetic if they thought they could change what had been done.


    "Is the house alive?" Someone asked looking around. There was an oppressive feeling there. It was


    cold and a horrible angry feeling pressed in on them.


    "Yes. I''m going to set an example right here and now. If you piss me off your death is going to be very


    painful and drawn out. I like control, and I hate humans that feel they are worth more than they really


    are. s several of you seem to think."


    "We didn''t help him do it! He nned to do it no matter what. Destroying the rooms to make them


    easier to burn." A man said suddenly as Isaiah moved to the one that had been smashing up the


    house. He took his arm making him hold it up.


    "No but you gave him the tools, and hoped sacrificing him you''d burn your way out. I suggest you run


    the moment your immunity is up. They will hunt you down for what was done to them." He gestured to


    the hounds who''s eyes were narrowed. They remembered the faces.


    "Watch closely. I want you to see what I will do to you if you try to fuck with the house, hounds or me


    again." With that he snapped the man''s arm like it was a piece of kindling. The scream that came from


    him was horrible and most everyone jumped or let out a shocked sound.


    "I can''t watch this." ir heard Leanne say very quietly to Carlos. Isaiah looked at her.


    "You''ll watch if you want to leave the room. If you don''t then you''ve failed to do as I asked by calling


    you here. Zeta." He said turning his head.


    Zeta moved forward, the man had tears in his eyes. He was swearing and cursing. No one was going


    to step forward and help him. It was quite possibly the most horrible and scaring thing that any of them


    had ever seen. Isaiah had made his point very clear.


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    They didn''t know if they should be more afraid of him or the hell hounds. Both of them had torn that


    man apart. Limb from limb and he''d been alive for most of it. His blood coated the floor, and the sound


    of crunching bones was horrid. The moment that they were able to, everyone fled the room and no one


    touched anything in the house either.


    They were too terrified to. To afraid that if they even identally broke something they would be taken


    apart piece by piece. Their bones smashed and broken while theyy dying there. The worst of it was


    the expressionless way that he went about it. Like it was just an annoyance having to do what he did to


    the man. Isaiah looked down at the hell hounds, blood coated their fur and mouths. Not much remained


    of the man who''d been there before.


    "I think I made my point perfectly clear."


    ‘We should do it more often. The fear smelled so good.’ Alpha shared via mind a shiver going down his


    body. Isaiah could feel the house''s approval. The atmosphere of the ce brightening considerably.


    This was not a ce that mortals ruled. This was a ce where monsters had control and liked what


    they liked.


    "It is however going to be a boring day tomorrow. Though mentally toying with them may be fun." Isaiah


    quipped.


    ‘Break things around them.’ Beta said sounding excited. ‘How scared they would be then.’ Isaiah liked


    the way that Beta was thinking. They might not be able to touch them, but they could y with them a


    whole hell of a lot. Breaking them psychologically.