In which a super powered, enchanted axe carrying girl with anger issues and an attachment disorder is recruited to save the world.
Or
"You are really messed up,huh?"
"Yep,"
Or
"The things we do for love, aye baby doll?"
waylon jones x female!oc...
⚠Warning⚠:mention of blood, torture, suggestive themes, a little incest and harsh language. Read at your own discretion.
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Asya Furchil sat in front of her sister, ropes we're tied around her sister's nude body tightly,to a chair. Asya legs were crossed on the floor as she continued to stare at her sister, blankly. And then she smiled. Not just any smile, a devilishly one. Her eyes were crazed. It frighten her sister.
Asya repositioned her gaze on Jordan, her true love or, so she thought he was. His hands and legs were bonded together, just like her sister's and he was only in boxer shorts.
"Why?" Asya spoke the one word. Her voice light but, with authority. She smiled as they said nothing. She knew they wouldn't answer.
Asya stood up, making her sister and Jordan uneasy. The platinum blond walked out of the living room, in need of her toy. Oh her toy,she loves it almost as much as she loves Jordan. Almost.
She picked up her golden duffle bag she had left at the door when she arrived a few minutes earlier and skipped back into the living room, but not before grabbing the block of knivies in the kitchen first.
Asya came back into the room and sat her items down on the table and turned to Jordan and her sister. Her head tilted, she couldn't figure out who to deal with first.
"I think I'll start with you, sister dear," Asya said, the playfulness evident in her tone.
Asya stood in front of her sister and began to untie the knots of her containment. Her sister looked up at her, her eyes wide, her mouth agape.
Once Asya was done her sister spoke up,"W-what are you going to do to me?"
Asya didn't say anything back to her and just smiled, her psychotic smile. Asya grabbed her sister's forcefully out the chair and pushed her into the bedroom.
Her sister struggled and pulled against Asya's grip but, Asya wouldn't let go.
Asya pushed her sister onto the bed and straddled her, Asya's hips hovering over her sister's naked ones. Asya placed her lips by her sister's ear, her sister breath catching in her throat.
"I love you so much, sister. Why would you do something like this to me?" Her sister mouth stayed together firmly.
Asya's fingers slid around her sister throat and she squeezed. Her sister started making gurgling sounds, clawing at her throat, trying to remove her sister's fingers.
"Speak,"Asya said firmly, her grip tightening, her sister eyes wide.
"I..I'm try...ing," She choked out and Asya released her hold.
"H-He um seduced me into bed with him," She coughed, fright in her eyes.
"Jordan would never do that,you lying bitch," Asya slapped her sister and it left a red hand print on her face.
