New Team

What. The. Hell Alora?

The fight didn't take long, since we knew they were coming. Cody was able to get me one guy. He even tied him up for me, and left him in the bunker. Everyone on the team watched warily as I made my way down to him. 

"You're men need to learn how to fight." I picked a blade off the wall. 

"Got to hell." 

I shook my head and tsked, "I've been there, and it's not much fun." 

I walked in front of him with an evil smile. "Who're you working for?" 

He spit on me. I wiped it off, and frowned. Quickly my blade went into his leg. He made a grunt sound, but showed little to no pain. 

"This could be very easy for you hun. Just give me a name, and I'll let you go." 

He stayed silent. 

"Whatever." I pulled the blade out. 

I set in on a little table, and grabbed a smaller device. I brought it in front of him. 

"You know what this does?" 

He shook his head. 

"Well, I put it under your fingernail." I did just that and he let out another sound, "And then, when I'm ready I can clamp this part down." I clamped a metal piece on the top of his nail, directly above what was under it.

He got a worried look in his eyes. 

"Then I just," I yanked it back, and he nail came with. 

He screamed, and blood started to spill from his finger. 

I made a disgusted face, "Yikes. That looks like it hurts." 

I grabbed a rag, and pressed it to the raw skin of his finger where the nail should be. He let out another growl of pain. 

I quickly pulled back, "I'm so sorry. That hurt didn't it?" 

I placed the slightly bloody rag down, and picked the tool back up. I saw him shiver as I pushed it under the nail. 

"Anything you want to tell me?" I looked up at him. 

"No." 

I clamped the top part down, "You sure?" 

He didn't say anything so I pulled the second nail off. Again he screamed, and again I placed the rag on his finger. This time when I pulled it off, I dragged it down the skin first. He let out another sound, and closed his eyes. 

"Two down, eight more to go." He shivered again, ".....Unless there's something you want to tell me?" 

He just shook his head, and I sighed. 

Eight fingernails, lots of blood, and a few screams later he still won't tell me anything. 

"Are you really going to make me shoot you?" I threw my head back, "That takes all the fun out of this!" I whined and looked back at him. 

His face was drained of all color, but still nothing. I grabbed gun off the rack and took a few steps away from him. His leg was still bleeding from earlier, so I chose the other one. Another yell, but no information. 

"Have you ever had something pushed into a fresh gunshot wound?" 

Fear overtook his eyes. 

"Have you?" I raised my brows. 

He shook his head. 

"Neither have I." I grabbed a little metal pointy things, and kneeled in front of him. "I wonder what's gonna happen." I rolled his pant leg up, and watched the blood for a moment. 

I slowly pushed it into the little hole, and his screaming didn't stop. I looked up to him, curiosity covering my smile. 

"Does it hurt?" 

"Liam Miller!" 

I pushed it further in and bit my lip, "I don't like liars." 

"I-I'm not lying." 

I shoved it a little harder, "LIAR!" 

I pulled it back out, and got something that looked the same.. just thicker. 

"Give me their real name."  

"I did!" 

"Don't bullshit me!" 

I knelt back down, and plunged it in. He passed out from the pain, and I let out a frustrated huff. I pulled it back out, and went upstairs. I'd been with him for about on hour, and there was blood on my hands. Everyone turned to me when I came out of the pantry. Horror was in their eyes. Cody's eyes flicked down to my hands and then back to my face. 

"What. the. hell, Alora?"

I washed my hands off, "The agency teaches a lot of things." 

I turned back to them and leaned on the counter. Everyone shared looks. 

"I was never taught how to torture someone." He looked to Sam, and Elijah, "Were you?" 

They both shook their heads. 

"Not everyone needs to learn." 

I walked back over to the pantry and started to rummage around. I grabbed a little stick of scent from the back and walked into the kitchen for a moment. 

"If any of that bothered you, you're gonna wanna go upstairs for this next part." 

I walked down to the man, and waved the scent under his nose. His head shot up, and his eyes shot open. 

"Good morning!" 

I looked down to his leg to see the bleeding had slowed. 

"I would hate to make that act up again." I pointed to it, and he flinched. 

"You're a psychopath." He was basically spitting on me. 

I shrugged, "So I've been told." 

I kicked his leg, and more blood came pouring out.

"I would hate for you to bleed out." I knelt down next to it, "But that'll still take some time." 

He looked away from me, "Cara Fleming." 

I got in his face, "What did I tell you about liars?" 

If he could've gotten any paller, he would've. 

"We've established I know when you're lying. Just tell me the truth so I can move on." 

When he didn't speak I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. I snapped a picture of his face, and sent it to Elijah. 

'Find everything you can on this dude.' 

A few minutes later Elijah texted back with a bunch of information. The most important being a picture of his husband and daughter. 

"I would really hate to tell your husband the love of his life is dead." 

His whole body tensed. 

"Kelly Jones." 

"Finally the truth!" 

I grabbed some goz off the table, and patched up his leg. I even wrapped each individual finger. Carefully I untied his hands, and legs and helped him stand. He gave me a bewildered look, as I helped him up the stairs and to the door. 

"You tell her about any of this, and I will ruin your life." 

He swallowed hard, and nodded his head. I pushed him out the door, and locked it behind him. When I went back into the kitchen only Cody was there. I plopped down next to him with a sigh. 

"Kelly Jones."