Dungeon

"A little game. And you seem like the perfect little candidate. Do you know... it's been quite a long time since I've been with a woman," I said with a smirk, running my blade down her other cheek.

"Really? That's hard to believe since you're obviously so charming and persuasive."


"If you touch my sister, I will gut you like a fucking fish." He was pissing me off so bad, I was starting to shake.

"With what? Your teeth?" I asked with a smirk. "You're not gonna do shit, tied up like a little doggy. I don't want to touch her though. I just want to fuck her. Maybe after I'm done I'll just gut you, wise ass," I said to him then slowly drug the knife down between her breasts, gently though, not enough to rip her shirt. Yet.

"Don't tell him anything. No matter what." I was talking to Caleb and Brett but I was looking directly at...whoever the fuck this was. He said Ezra had tried to kill his cousin, that was when Allegra and I were brought here. "I don't remember seeing you that first time I was brought out here."

"I wasn't around that day, but I know what happened. Besides that though, no one sees me unless I want them to. Otherwise you all would have known I've been watching you. For awhile now."

"So, why approach us now after all of this time?"

"Because I have my orders to. Carlisle knows my particular... talents... at getting people to speak. He told me if you weren't willing to talk, I could just dispose of you. However I wanted. I haven't had a chance to have fun in quite a long time. I've missed it," I said with a smirk, running my blade over the front of her shirt again.

"What do you want me to do? Beg you not to hurt me? If you want me to cry like a little girl and tell you everything I know it will not happen. And if you've been watching so closely shouldn't you already know how to get to the ones you want? You must not be very good at your job after all."

"On the contrary, I'm very good at what I do. You all are here aren't you? I wasn't in the little scuffle when Diego got killed though, and no one talks about it around your camp. So I don't know who it is that actually killed him. You'll tell me though, if you want to save yourself, your brother, and your little buddy here a lot of pain. Trust me when I say I have no problem spilling blood."

"There are still some in your camp that know the answer to that question. They were there and we let them go. Why haven't they told you? Shouldn't they be the first concern?"

I smirked. "Because they made a mistake. They were more afraid of the people in your camp than they were of me. They were too afraid to talk so... they went on a little... extended vacation."

"How noble of you."

"Whoever called me noble is a liar. I am far from it."

"I'm sorry, didn't you catch my sarcasm? I'll do better next time."

"I could care less about your sarcasm. Are you going to tell me what I want to know or not? Last chance?"

I glanced at Caleb and then my brother. I had to tear my gaze away from him, he hated being so helpless.  I thought for a moment but then I shook my head a little "I'm sorry but I won't help you. Do what you have to do."

I shrugged. "Alright. If you insist," I said and stood up, walking over to her brother. I grabbed his hair in my fist and buried my knife in his shoulder before ripping it back out again.

"FUCK! God dammit!"

"Are you... sure you don't want to reconsider talking?" I asked, wiping my blade off on his shirt. "It's only going to get worse for you from here."
 

"You fucking chicken shit. Untie us and see if that knife would still do you any good."

"Nah I'm not that stupid. I'm damn good at what I do, but three on one? No thank you. Not that he's worth a shit at the moment," I said and chuckled as I patted his cheek, blood trickling down his arm. "Can't risk you getting away either, sorry. Or course, if you told me what I want to know... that would be a different story." I walked over to him. "Anything you want to tell me?"
 

"Suck my dick."

"Thanks for the offer, but I don't swing that way," I said and buried my knife in his shoulder, leaving it there for a minute. "Are you sure there's not... anything else you want to tell me?"

I gritted my teeth together hard. "You aren't my type anyway."


"Stop! Please, what is the point in this? Fucking each other up hasn't gotten any of us anywhere yet. Why would it now? Killing us won't give you answers." 

"Maybe not, but it'll give me plenty of satisfaction. It's been awhile since I got to spill any blood," I said and yanked the knife out of his shoulder, his gasp making me smirk. I went over and knelt in front of her, pointing my knife in her face, his blood dripping off the end. "Still want to keep your mouth shut? Or are you gonna talk?"