Seth raised his tiny hand. Slowly, he levitated up to eye level with the doctors.
"What the hell is going on?" A doctor said.
"Seth? Seth?" Claire said.
Baby Seth let out a loud deafening roar. All of the light bulbs in the ceiling shattered, raining shard of broken glass around the room. The doctors panicked.
"Damn it! Why did I agree to this!"
"The baby's a damn demon!"
"Who thought this would be a good idea?"
Before anyone could escape, Baby Seth opened his mouth and shot a beam of pure energy at the ceiling above the door. Debris rained down and sealed them all in.
"Seth! You stop this right now!" Claire shouted at her child.
Seth turned back to her.
"And what are you going to do about it?" Seth growled.
All of the doctors gasped. It was not normal for a baby to speak mere minutes after birth.
Claire shivered with fright.
Baby Seth's arms grew into long slimy tentacles. H whipped them across the room into several of the doctors necks. He smashed their spines and crushed their windpipes. They were killed almost instantly. They were lucky. Their deaths were quick.
"Seth! What are you doing? Stop! I want to raise you to be good!" Claire shouted.
"Fuck you!" Seth growled with an inhumanly deep voice.
Seth jammed one of his tentacles back into his mother's vagina. The tentacle grew and stretched her orifice. Claire felt like she might split in half, the pain was hundreds of times worse than the pain of childbirth. She screamed so hard her throat bled.
Seth turned his attention to the remaining doctors and nurses. His eyes flashed, and several of them were consumed in hellfire. They fell to the floor in a crumpled heap, screaming, writhing as their flesh turned to ash. Their skin fell away and began to bleed. Soon the fire scorched down to their bones. Many fainted, both form the pain and the shock of seeing each other die so horribly. A nurse who had avoided the flame was screaming and crying hysterically now.
"Oh my god! Somebody save me!" She screamed
Seth took one of his tentacles and wrapped it around her torso. He squeezed her like a boa constrictor, pushing the air from her lungs and crushing her bones until she was a crumple bloody pile.
Seth finally turned his attention to his mother. Her rammed his tentacle further up her vagina, into her uterus.
"Oh, Seth please stop! I'm your mother!" Claire begged.
Seth only growled. He punched through the top of Claire's uterus like it was made of paper and punched right into her large intestines. Claire screamed as her insides were literally torn apart. The waste from her large intestine spilled into her body cavity now. If Seth didn't finish her off soon, she would go into septic shock and die quickly anyway.
Seth smashed his tentacle through Claire's other insides until her reached her heart. Clair was now bleeding from her destroyed vagina, as well as her anus now. She gasped for air, wide eyed with pain.
"Go to hell, Mom!" Seth said.
Seth took Claire's still beating heart in his tentacle. With his other tentacle, he grabbed onto the outside of her body. In an explosion of blood and gore, Seth tore Claire's body to pieces, still clutching her heart, which he would keep as a memento, shriveled up in a little jar. Claire Argent was dead, and she had died in a most horrible, painful, brutal way.
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