A slight breeze and a shiver awoke LJ. She lay on a what felt like a metal table
with leather straps binding her wrists and ankles. She was void of any
clothes with only leather straps covering her up. Looking around the
empty room, LJ got a sinking feeling in her gut. Nobody knew where to
find her. Nobody would want to find her. She tried to move, but the
straps would not let her. She heard a slight noise of what sounded to be
a door closing. Quiet footsteps approached the defenseless Hunter,
making her heart begin to beat rapidly.
"LJ, ohmygosh." The sound of her old friend's voice was music to her ears.
"Lizzie! You found me!" LJ exclaimed, voice hoarse once again.
"Are you okay? You look awful!" The yellow-eyed girl began to examine the Hunter's binding, seemingly trying to figure out how to undo them.
"Can you just get me out of these and help me find some clothes. I'm cold." The request seemed easy, and the girl nodded. She began to walk away when the sound of a door opening caught their attention.
"Hide." LJ mouthed to her friend. Lizzie looked around only to crouch behind a table covered in different kinds of carving knives. The same man that had her tied up before appeared at the Hunter's side. With a smile, he pushed hair from her face.
"Thought you could escape forever, did you?" He picked up a knife with a sharp point and a slight upward curve to it.
"Well, I never even got to introduce myself. My name is Crowley." He pricked himself with the point of the knife and showed it to her.
"You see how sharp this is? If you don't tell me what I want to know, you will find out just how sharp this beauty is." He walked around the table, closer to where Lizzie was crouching. Wanting to protect her friend, LJ pulled on the straps, making Crowley chuckle
"You are not going anywhere, Love. I made sure of that." He put the knife down and walked to the other side of the table where he saw the crouching yellow-eyed girl. With a smile, he grabbed the collar of her shirt and yanked her to her feet.
"Don't touch her! Do whatever you want to me, but let her go!" Panic began to rise in LJ's chest as she saw the scared look in her friend's eyes.
"I will leave you to your job." Crowley told the girl, letting go of her. Confusion struck the restrained Hunter until she saw the yellow eyes of her friend turn into a dark black.
"Get out of her!" LJ screamed, straining to get out of the restraints. Crowley laughed, low and long.
"Best of all, she is awake. She will feel everything that she is doing to you."
"You are one sick son of a bitch!" The Hunter spat. Crowley mimicked a claw.
"Feisty little one, aren't you? Now, as I said before, you answer my questions, you won't be hurt." He handed Lizzie the first knife he had picked up. Not Lizzie, but the demon possessing her.
"Where is it? Where are you hiding it?" Crowley asked, pressing his face close to the Hunter. LJ spat in his face.
"Go screw yourself." While wiping off his face, he nodded to his helper who then proceeded to place the knife on the side of LJ's ribs. Taking a deep breath, she anticipated the pain that she was sure to come.
"I know you do not want this knife to be carving you up, so answer my question." The Hunter rolled her eyes.
"Even if I knew what you were asking me about, why would I tell you?" She warily looked at her friend who was holding the knife on her skin.
"Very good question. You know damn well what I am talking about. Let's just say a little birdie told me about" He glanced at his helper, "About you hiding my box!" LJ gave Crowley a confused look.
"You're about to stab me because I'm hiding a box? Isn't that sort of childish?" She asked, earning an annoyed sigh from Crowley.
"You know what box I'm talking about. The one that holds the amulet. Don't play dumb with me!" And he motions for the demon helper to plunge the knife in the helpless Hunter. She screams in pain, having it echo throughout the room. Crowley cocks his head to the side as he watched the Hunter's body jerk up in pain.
"Now, where is it?" He demanded.
"I don't know." Sighing, Crowley grabs his helper, taking the knife from her hand and holding it to her throat.
"Tell me where the box is and I won't slit her pretty little throat." The demon smokes out of the girls mouth, leaving the room. Lizzie is being held up by Crowley, limp after having the demon leave her. With a shake, Crowley wakes up the girl. Terror was reflected in the girl's eyes as she knew exactly what was happening. Tears fell down her cheeks as the knife touched her skin.
"Tell me where it is!" His voice boomed throughout the room, making both LJ and Lizzie jump.
"I'm sorry, LJ!" Lizzie exclaimed, shaking in the arms of the man.
"I swear I don't know what you're talking about. Just let her go!" Fighting the tears that were welling up in her eyes, LJ again pulled against her restraints.
"Wrong answer." With a single motion, Crowley slit the girls throat.
"NO!" LJ screamed, tears finally pushing their way out as she watched her friend lay motionless on the ground.
"You fucking bastard! I have no idea where your precious amulet is!" Crowley shook his head.
"We could have avoided this whole mess. Now she is gone. I am done screwing around. Tell me where it is!" LJ let her head fall, her chin touching her chest. Her head quickly jerked up as she let out another scream of pain. Crowley again penetrated her side with the knife. He began to carve her side, asking over and over where his amulet was. After a few hours of getting nowhere, Crowley decided to take a break. He left LJ clinging to life as her blood dripped down her naked legs. Wishing he would kill her already, she let out the tears she hadn't cried since she was 12. There was nobody that would come to her aid, she knew that now. The only person who would ever look for her was now dead and it was her fault. The Hunter let her head fall once again, fighting the urge to fall asleep. Because of the amount of blood lost, LJ could no longer fight the fact that her body needed sleep and slowly succumbed to the beautiful, painless darkness.
"LJ, ohmygosh." The sound of her old friend's voice was music to her ears.
"Lizzie! You found me!" LJ exclaimed, voice hoarse once again.
"Are you okay? You look awful!" The yellow-eyed girl began to examine the Hunter's binding, seemingly trying to figure out how to undo them.
"Can you just get me out of these and help me find some clothes. I'm cold." The request seemed easy, and the girl nodded. She began to walk away when the sound of a door opening caught their attention.
"Hide." LJ mouthed to her friend. Lizzie looked around only to crouch behind a table covered in different kinds of carving knives. The same man that had her tied up before appeared at the Hunter's side. With a smile, he pushed hair from her face.
"Thought you could escape forever, did you?" He picked up a knife with a sharp point and a slight upward curve to it.
"Well, I never even got to introduce myself. My name is Crowley." He pricked himself with the point of the knife and showed it to her.
"You see how sharp this is? If you don't tell me what I want to know, you will find out just how sharp this beauty is." He walked around the table, closer to where Lizzie was crouching. Wanting to protect her friend, LJ pulled on the straps, making Crowley chuckle
"You are not going anywhere, Love. I made sure of that." He put the knife down and walked to the other side of the table where he saw the crouching yellow-eyed girl. With a smile, he grabbed the collar of her shirt and yanked her to her feet.
"Don't touch her! Do whatever you want to me, but let her go!" Panic began to rise in LJ's chest as she saw the scared look in her friend's eyes.
"I will leave you to your job." Crowley told the girl, letting go of her. Confusion struck the restrained Hunter until she saw the yellow eyes of her friend turn into a dark black.
"Get out of her!" LJ screamed, straining to get out of the restraints. Crowley laughed, low and long.
"Best of all, she is awake. She will feel everything that she is doing to you."
"You are one sick son of a bitch!" The Hunter spat. Crowley mimicked a claw.
"Feisty little one, aren't you? Now, as I said before, you answer my questions, you won't be hurt." He handed Lizzie the first knife he had picked up. Not Lizzie, but the demon possessing her.
"Where is it? Where are you hiding it?" Crowley asked, pressing his face close to the Hunter. LJ spat in his face.
"Go screw yourself." While wiping off his face, he nodded to his helper who then proceeded to place the knife on the side of LJ's ribs. Taking a deep breath, she anticipated the pain that she was sure to come.
"I know you do not want this knife to be carving you up, so answer my question." The Hunter rolled her eyes.
"Even if I knew what you were asking me about, why would I tell you?" She warily looked at her friend who was holding the knife on her skin.
"Very good question. You know damn well what I am talking about. Let's just say a little birdie told me about" He glanced at his helper, "About you hiding my box!" LJ gave Crowley a confused look.
"You're about to stab me because I'm hiding a box? Isn't that sort of childish?" She asked, earning an annoyed sigh from Crowley.
"You know what box I'm talking about. The one that holds the amulet. Don't play dumb with me!" And he motions for the demon helper to plunge the knife in the helpless Hunter. She screams in pain, having it echo throughout the room. Crowley cocks his head to the side as he watched the Hunter's body jerk up in pain.
"Now, where is it?" He demanded.
"I don't know." Sighing, Crowley grabs his helper, taking the knife from her hand and holding it to her throat.
"Tell me where the box is and I won't slit her pretty little throat." The demon smokes out of the girls mouth, leaving the room. Lizzie is being held up by Crowley, limp after having the demon leave her. With a shake, Crowley wakes up the girl. Terror was reflected in the girl's eyes as she knew exactly what was happening. Tears fell down her cheeks as the knife touched her skin.
"Tell me where it is!" His voice boomed throughout the room, making both LJ and Lizzie jump.
"I'm sorry, LJ!" Lizzie exclaimed, shaking in the arms of the man.
"I swear I don't know what you're talking about. Just let her go!" Fighting the tears that were welling up in her eyes, LJ again pulled against her restraints.
"Wrong answer." With a single motion, Crowley slit the girls throat.
"NO!" LJ screamed, tears finally pushing their way out as she watched her friend lay motionless on the ground.
"You fucking bastard! I have no idea where your precious amulet is!" Crowley shook his head.
"We could have avoided this whole mess. Now she is gone. I am done screwing around. Tell me where it is!" LJ let her head fall, her chin touching her chest. Her head quickly jerked up as she let out another scream of pain. Crowley again penetrated her side with the knife. He began to carve her side, asking over and over where his amulet was. After a few hours of getting nowhere, Crowley decided to take a break. He left LJ clinging to life as her blood dripped down her naked legs. Wishing he would kill her already, she let out the tears she hadn't cried since she was 12. There was nobody that would come to her aid, she knew that now. The only person who would ever look for her was now dead and it was her fault. The Hunter let her head fall once again, fighting the urge to fall asleep. Because of the amount of blood lost, LJ could no longer fight the fact that her body needed sleep and slowly succumbed to the beautiful, painless darkness.
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