Perfect Evil

Chapter 19

She ran home, through forests and fields. Staying away from the main roads, out of sight. As soon as she spotted her home, her pace quickened. She knocked down the front door. Barging up the stairs. Her red eyes burning in hatred, her hair flailing around like a fire. The room was unlocked. The metal table already prepared. She strapped him on hastily, tying the cuffs tightly so he wouldn't escape.

She took a moment to breath out, to prepare herself. Taking a long carving knife she decided to start. She didn't have much time. She knew that the police would soon be onto her.

She stroked the knife down the length of his face, leaving a shallow cut. Blood started to ooze out so she poured a little alcohol to wash it off. She felt his body shake. Obviously in immense pain. She smiled to herself, picking up a hammer she reached over for his hand. Raising it above her head she sent it crashing down.

A crack was heard as his fingers snapped. His eyes bolted open and he screamed in pain. She laughed, this was so much more amusing now he was awake. She heard a knock on the door, not caring anymore she shouted.

"Enter." She watched as Alix walked in. The boy who was so quiet, yet so evil. His eyes widened as he stared over at the table. A small smile forming on his lips.

She gestured to the table of torturous toys. He smiled more and walked over.

"Join in if you want. It's fun hearing him scream." She purred, he walked closer then stopped right in front of her.

"I would love to," He said "As long as he dies in the end and you have to pretend you forced me to do this." 

"Why should I do that," She retaliated coldly.

"Because I don't want to get in trouble when you get found and taken off." He replied, she smiled at him playfully.

"Well you will definitely do well in life. I'm glad I choose you." She praised him, picking up her knife again and walking to the table.

Alix grabbed a knife of his own, he strode over menacingly.

"Time for some fun."