Jen's pov
My arms where throbbing, the shackles dug into my wrists. Blood dripped down my arms from where the metal cut into my skin.
The demons had let me hang there for a while, letting only the chains hurt me. After a few minutes of me painful hanging he stepped in front of me, holding a small knife. "Aww poor thing." He said in a humorous tone. A smile twitched the corner of his lips, spreading into a sinister grin when he continued. "Such a young thing, practically a baby, compared to me at least." I only stared at him with no emotion. "Hmmmmm, the things I could do with you! You're still learning, you still have the fire in your belly. You're like a young horse, waiting to be broken."
I couldn't keep my mouth shut. " ya, well your like a fat bull, you flip shit when someone does something you don't like." I only had time to close my eyes before his fist slammed into the side of my face. Pain radiated through my head, making me hold my eyes closed. "No,no,no, you can't pass out after one punch." He said with a laugh. When I didn't open my eyes he growled on frustration. "What a weak bitch" he spat at me.
After I few seconds of him rummaging through things on his table he walked back in front of me, and slowly I opened my eyes. "Ahhhhh, much more fun." He said with a smile. He held the same small knife from earlier, but he also had a larger one in his other hand.
Slowly he began to cut into my skin. I hissed loudly, biting down hard on my bottom lip. "Ohhhhh, come on honey." He smiled and leaned close to my ear "why don't you scream for me."
He suddenly plunged the larger knife into my side, making me scream in horror and pain. The icy yet burning pain crawled throughout my side only growing worse when I tried to breath. Tears tumbled down my face, making the bruises shine.
I continue to cry and sometimes scream as he cut and carved into the skin of my arms and legs. I watched as as blood pooled on the ground, and my eyelids started to grow heavy. The man in front of my laughed, throwing insults about how week I was. All I could think was why can't my knight in shining armor come and save me?
The man walked away, back to his table full of tortures. My mind started to wonder, trying to focus on anything but the situation I was in. I began to picture what my knight in shining armor would look like, how him and his friend would run in to save me, how one of them would fight the man while the other carried me to safety.
Just as I began to cry again I herd the turning of a door handle. I looked to my right to see a man who legit looked like the devil, and a knight! My eyes widened in shock and a faint whisper escaped my lips. "My Prince Charming ."
The devil and the knight looked at each other silently agreeing on something. Immediately the devil ran over to me, motioning to me to stay quiet. I obeyed silently, watching as the knight crept behind my tormentor.
The knight swung his sword down, but the man spun around and caught the blade with his talons. The devil continued to work at my chains, using his claws to try and pick the lock. I could only state in awe as the knight and the man battled, both using incredible techniques and methods. Each of them had there one job, and I knew the night was going to do his. Watching the battle I started to picture the Knight's face, but the only clear thing I could think of was his eyes. They would be glowing green, and would kill a man if he stared to long into them. I sound like a love sick girl I thought to my self, but I couldn't shake the thought.
Both fighters lunged,the sword and talons crashed together each one pushing on the other. They stared into each other's eyes, challenging the other one. Suddenly the man started to cough, herder and harder. He fell to the floor and vegans to gasp for air. The knight only stared at him, not moving. The man layers on the floor, and after a few more gasps he stilled. He died? I thought.
My Prince Charming turned around and stared at me, his piercing green eyes held confusion.
Click! The chains suddenly released me. Just before I hit the ground the devil caught me,carefully holding my bloody and broken body. The last thing I saw was the knight taking off his helmet before I fell into blackness.
Hey guys! Sorry this is short but it's just a filler, I home yall are starting to catch onto Jen's ability.... If not in sure you will eventually.
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The Reapers Job- completed(ish)
FantasiaMy life as a reaper was pretty good, until the day Jennifer red had to die. She was beautiful, kind, funny, smart, all around a stunning young woman. She was the only human that I had ever fallen in love with.
