Memberless chapter 2

"I will steal back my penis," I yelled into the heavens. Or the ceiling more accurately. I heard a yell from the street, out the window, "YOU DO THAT!" I'd been dreaming about having sex and then it turned out I was catching, not pitching, and I awoke in a cold sweat. There was a knock at the door, "Mr. Zellbel," said the door. I wandered over and stared through the peephole. There were two big security goons and that prick of a manager, standing in the middle. Shit, why were they here. I thought I had another week and a half. "Ya," I yelled through the door. "Open the door Mr. Zellbel," the door replied. They pounded on the door again. I peered through the peephole again. He was sliding his universal card into the lock, Fuck. The door burst open, and I was pushed up against the wall. "God it's a mess in here," said the manager looking around in disdain. "Mr. Zellbel," he said "I'm sorry to inform you that we're taking your membership to the Purgatory Hotel and Casino." "You are no longer a member," he said, as the door slammed shut. "You are now memberless, fired, defunct, kaput, gone, without a job, no longer welcome." I slumped down the wall bonelessly. "What happened?" I said. He sneered, "the girl you slept with," he said snidely, as he looked down his nose at me. "She complained, said she'll tell the cops you raped her, if we don't throw you out," he said. "But I was a gentleman," I said in rage. "I don't care what you were," he whispered, "now we're a member short of the sales team," he almost spit. "You've made us a lot of money Mr. Zellbell," he said, "but now it's over, you have 2 minutes to get your shit and get out." He sniffed in annoyance. "Wait 2 minutes, and then show Mr. Zellbel the door," he told the two goons turning on his heel.

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Everything turned red and slowed down. Before I realized, I was moving towards that arrogant manager, I could see his eyes widen as my fist rocked his temple his jaw wiggled from side to side and he flew across the room flipping around wildly and slamming into the bathroom. The two goons looked at me flabbergasted. Then they looked at each other still in slow motion. I started to go towards the left one. Kicking at his legs viciously, he wobbled and started to step back to regain his balance. My right fist shot out connecting with his kidney and he doubled over. I beat his head down with my elbow, kneed him in the face and heard something snap. The other guy was swinging towards my face by then, it looked so slow. I moved my head left of his fist, caught his arm, turned and threw him into the wall behind me. He impacted into it falling right on his neck, and toppling to the ground. Red still clouded my vision pulsing as I proceeded to stomp on their heads, over and over and over again, until they were nothing but mush. My vision turned darker and I saw their souls drifting up, I breathed in, and their souls entered my body and swirled around in my solar plexus. I felt woozy like I was drunk. What was I, how had I done this. The manager slowly stumbled out of the bathroom. Looking at the scene, he shrieked, terror on his face. I wasn't going to miss a meal. "You demon," he looked at me terrified. "Not anymore," I growled as I ripped out his throat. "I don't know what I am," I said to the bleeding man, "but I know one thing for sure," I said, as I crushed his skull, and breathed in his soul. Power flooded my body making me woozy. I yelled to the heavens "I will steal back my penis." "YOU DO THAT!" Answered a distant call, from the street out the window.