Romans & histoires House Of Horrors Killer Shawn

As the all-white room had been converted into a separate ward, he felt it wouldn’t matter if he brought him there. Shawn went to the ward and stared around the small room. He couldn’t remember a thing. Turning back, he suddenly seized Dr. Sheppard’s neck with an impassive look. “If the information you gave me turns out to be different from what my men discover, your whole family will have to die. And I’m not kidding.” He would not spare those who had fooled him, not even his mother. Shawn released his grip on Dr. Sheppard’s neck and threw him a cold glance before turning to leave. Dr. Sheppard fell to the floor, his face turning blue—he was almost strangled to death.

He knew Shawn was a man of less words being a cold and rude person for the world but what others didn't know was he is also a ruthless and brutal fucking killer. On his way, he picks a screw driver from the table as the lamp holder over that betrayers head starts shaking making the light flicker in the dark room. It was like the air witness of his wrath was warning that culprit to blurt everything out before it's too late. And he gulps down heavily, as Garry gives a side for Shawn and coming close he out of the blue inserts the sharp pointed screw driver straight in his palm making him scream loud, almost tearing the ear curtains.

Shawn says and I can hear the pain in his voice. “You will help me get your mate or I will kill you.” The Moon Witch tells him as she hits him again with what looks like a staff. Shawn spits out blood at her and says with a growl, “Then kill me now, because I will never help you.” The Moon Witch raised the staff once again and hit Shawn with all her might and his head went flying to the side and then slumped forward. I had to put a stop to this before she went too far. Looking at Alpha Hunter, I pleaded to let us interrupt this now.

I screamed. He shot one of the kidnappers straight in the leg, and chaos broke out. The others began to shoot back, and the entire hallway filled with noise and smoke. Shawn was dangerous, I knew that, but seeing him fight like that with such precision, such coldness made me realize just how dangerous he really was. No cops came with him. He came alone, with his own men. These men looked dangerous, they looked like they were ready to destroy. Before I could move closer to him, one of the men grabbed me from behind and pointed a gun at my head. “Stop!” he shouted. “Drop your gun, or I will kill her!”

She thought she had confused it with excitement the entire time, since after discovering she was part Vampire. Shawn puffed his chest with pride and opened his mouth to answer her question. "Well, since that you asked, I'm a--" "He's a Werewolf," until Kairos casually stole his thunder. "Huh? No fair! I was going to say that! And how did you know?!" Shawn snapped his head at the brunette. "Lucky guess." She shrugged. "And you have a tangy peanut butter breath I could smell a mile away." Scarlett quickly sniffed and realised it was peanut butter she had been smelling the whole time. Shawn shyly blushed in mild embarrassment and pouted in slight annoyance at Kairos for blurting it out.

She fell on all fours and hit her head on the protruding wall behind her. The pain made her instinctively reach out to cover her claws, but she covered it with bright red blood. Shawn turned a blind eye and shouted with a cold face: "Come here, lock her up for me. I can’t take her life, but I want her life to be worse than death, and her whole family's life to be worse than death." The growling of curses was so cold that it made people feel frightened when they heard it.

He’d been driven into a corner. “Were you followed?” Shawn stopped, glancing directly into Greg’s eyes then mine. They were clear, only haunted. I’d seen that before as well in the faces of victims. “No. I made certain of it. What’s going on, Shawn?” “I want a deal first. Then I’ll tell you everything you want to know.” He was antsy, shifting from foot to foot, constantly staring at the door. “This is about the New Orleans Bratva. Right?”

Ben said in an afraid tone as he sat on the couch against the window. “It’s not possible. Even it is, then don’t be scared, nothing will happen to you…You don’t see horror flicks. In every horror movie, heroine is the last one to be attacked.” Ben stated chuckling trying to convince himself more than Zara. “Shut up Ben” Zara said with uneven breathing. All of a sudden the window broke and the hooded killer attacked Ben from behind. He held Ben by his hair, pulled his head backwards exposing his neck. And with a sudden flick, slit the young man’s throat. The blooded oozed out of his neck as he took his last breath.

Shawn winced in pain, turned around, and smashed that rogue's head on the tree, killing him instantly. All the attackers were dead by now so, Shawn and Matthew returned to the Packhouse. They went to the safety room and informed Clara and Lea through the mind link that it was safe to come out. Clara opened the door and hugged Shawn. She was relieved to see that he was fine, but Shawn felt dizzy and fainted in her arms. Shawn was immediately taken to the pack doctor, who informed them that Shawn was poisoned. Clara was distraught, but the Doctor assured her that Shawn was healing and would be awake after a few hours.

Shawn says, as Hades stumbles out of the room. " WHY THE FUCK DID YOU STOP ME? HE WAS HURTING MY DARLING AND HE SHOULD'VE BEEN DEAD BY NOW FOR THAT." Elliot screams, kicking the wall, as soon as Hades walks out. " Calm down, Mr. Unicorn. Why kill him so easily and at once when we can kill him brutally a hundred times?" Shawn says, darkness seeping into his voice. Elliot looks at Shawn, he never heard this type of tone on Shawn before. " What are you planning?" Elliot questions.