Chapter 4

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"Please...please don't do this to us."

"Shut up, you damned stupid whore. I know what you've been doing. I know what your husband has been doing. Your stupid children. 'Perfect little angels?' Yea, Brad over here does drugs and Angela is fucking pregnant."

"YOU BITCH! YOU DON'T KNOW SHI-"

"Is this any way to talk to the girl holding a knife to your throat?"

That shut all of them up. Their pitiful screams for mercy. HA! This family is based on lies, and now they all get to play a little game. A game that will expose the horrible lies that they have based their stupid little lives on. 

"Here are the rules, you lie and I induce pain of the person to your left's choice. We have such a variety of things to choose from too! You tell the truth, and I let you live for a while longer. Wanna know what makes this even more fun?"

They all stare with blank eyes. Of course they do, stupid ass liars.

"The person that lives the longest gets to be my new best friend! I could really use one of those back home."

Stares from these stupid people. I point to the pregnant one, Angela. Such a perfect name for daddy's little princess.

"You're up first. Tell us, Angela, how many months pregnant are you?"

"How many times do I have to say it? I'm. Not. Pregnant."

"Uh, uh, uh...that's a lie Angela. You know what that means, don't you?"

I point to her stupid twin brother, Brad. 

"Brad, what do you think of your sister? Lying like the little slut she is. What should we do about that? Ohhh right, you get to choose what happens to her...what should it be?"

He looks over at the table of devices I have. There's so many to choose from that I lick my lips in anticipation. I really hope he goes for the blow torch, god I have a great idea for that....

"Brad, are you seriously going to chose?! YOU BASTARD!"

"Such rude words coming from the girl whose fate rests in his hands. Didn't mommy and daddy teach you your manners?"

"The torch."

"Wonderful choice!"

"BRAD!" This coming from his dad.

I grin as I stand up to grab the torch. Walking past Brad I pat his head and look in his eyes. I can tell this kid was born with a serial killer mind, and I wouldn't mind having him around. With a little bit of training he could be a real threat to any living thing. 

I go up to Angela and grab her by the hair. This isn't something I can do in a chair. I push her to the floor, which was specially designed by Jake to have cuffs and chains built in to hold people down. That man must have known I would have needed them. I chain her hands above her hands and her legs spread open. I pull down her thong, really honey? You're pregnant...stupid slut. When they are down I can already hear her mom and dad struggling against their restraints and look back at her brother. His eyes are wide and ready for what's to come. 

"Wanna help?"

"Oh can I?"

I nod my head and undo his restraints. I know that he won't try anything, his eyes too eager and his hands too ready to feel the blood and his ears too open to hear the screams that are sure to come. I tell him to lay on his sisters body to help hold her steady. When he is ready he nods his head and I turn on the torch. Laughing quietly I lean down and make sure this bitch will never be able to have sex again. Good choice coming from Brad.

After more hours of endless torture for this family, Brad is the last alive. I told him that he could help instead of play. I knew that he would be a great killer and I needed to see how great he actually would be. The kid is pretty mentally unstable and I love that so much. I asked him if he was willing to be my partner to which he readily agreed. 

At the end of the game, Angela had a Cherry and Brad style birth control, he an eyebrow life, a face life, and a hair removal. Mary, the mother, had a lip reduction, boob job, an eye transplant with her husband, and a stomach pump. Lastly Jason had an eye transplant with his wife, a vasectomy, and arm and leg reduction. 

We laughed at what we did and left the room to go train, and so the maids could clean up the mess that was left behind. I'd hate to be the one to clean that room, but they do such a great job. It's always spotless when I bring in a victim which isn't often since Jake cut me off. God he makes me so mad that I wish he was in that room tied up sometimes. I push those thoughts away but still hold on to the anger, I'll need it to train Brad. In that training room there is no mercy. I just hope the newbie can handle it.

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I swear she is up to something. That girl...that beautiful, strong, hot, sexy, crazy, love of my life girl. Something happened when she heard about that smoke. She is hiding something. And now she has this new trainee, Brad?! Where the hell did he even come from? 

She even made me kill my beat guard today, making him say that to me. That whore! God I love her so much. I just wish she knew. I need her. Without her, I'd go crazy, I'd kill this whole world and go insane. She keeps me sane. Cherry I need you, please understand that. Oh darling, please understand that.

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Brad is good, almost too good. He knows exactly how to fight and he almost beat me two times. Luckily, I know how to get out of tight situations, thanks to somebody from my past. My teacher must have been great whoever they were. 

I help Brad up while we are both laughing. I haven't had this much fun since before I can remember. Brad is really something else. I looked in his eyes and saw a killer, but seeing him fight I now know he is more. He's a mentally unstable killer, the best kind. He will be good at what he will do. He won't get attached which means no saving anybody. This kid is going to be every person's nightmare. The best part is that he knows how to act like a normal teenager. He knows how to hide his insanity to live a semi-normal life, plus it's much easier to lure somebody to you if they think you're normal. 

Besides being a great killer, he's actually quite attractive. He has jet black hair and these bright blue eyes that are so blue they are almost white. It's so weird seeing somebody with black hair and blue eyes and they make me remember something but I can never quite put my finger on what it is. But it isn't just his eyes and hair that remind me of somebody it's his whole body. He's pretty pale, almost albino. He stands at a 5'11 which towers over my 5'4 body height. He wears all black with high top Converse and a ring he says is his father's. He keeps it to remind him of what his family did to him as fuel for his insanity. 

This kid is going to be great. I can feel it already that we are going to become very close. 



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