Suicide Squad: His Queens

Chapter 30

J practically ran over to her when he saw her standing there, but I reached out my arm stopping him in his tracks. He looked over to me confused but I could not take my eyes off of her.

"She's mine." I told him.

"I thought you promised good old Brucey you were not gonna kill anyone." He said to me.

"Your rite. I did." I responded then walked over to her and grabbed her by her hair.

I continued walking down the hall as I dragged her along behind me. She kicked and screamed the entire way but the only way she was gonna get away from me was if she ripped her hair off her head. There were a few times were J would kick her. I would look back to see her eyes closed in pain and him smiling like the mad man he is.

When we reached the main entrance I kicked open the door. Stepping out into the cold night air. I took a second to breathe in the fresh air I was never shore I would feel on my skin again. I then tossed her down the massive stone stair case that lead up to the main entrance of this hell hole. I watched with a smile on my face as she helplessly tumbled down all of them. J stood next to me laughing obviously happy by my actions. Once she hit the bottom J and I took our time walking down to her as she screamed out in pain.

Once I was again standing in front of her it was easy to see her right leg and arm were broken. I kicked her again sending her flying. She landed a few feet away. I grabbed her by her hair again, lifting her head up so she could look at me.

"How does it feel to be the one who is helpless? The one who is being toyed with?" I yelled at her.

She didn't answer she just looked over to J who stood behind me.

"You don't have to do this. You don't have to do what he tells you." She told me.

I could not help but laugh at her causing her to look back to me.

"This was my plan you fucking idiot." I laughed at her. "No one tells me what to do." I said in a more stern voice.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Help me and I'll talk to your dad." She pleaded.

"Oh you still think you're going to make it out of this." I said to her.

"Just so were on the same page, I'm gonna kill you." I told her.

"You promised your dad. You have kept that promise until now." She begged pure fear in her eyes.

"Your rite I did. I promised him I would not kill anyone while I was a patient at Arkham. But look." I said to her as I forced her head to look at the building.

"Were in the street, on the other side of the gate. Were no longer on Arkham property." I told her.

"Martha don't do this." She said in one finally plea.

"That's not my name!" I yelled at her. "You can call me The Countess." I told her before grabbing her face and forcing my lips onto her own.

I did what I always do except this time. I took and took until there was nothing left to take. I pulled away from her, my body tingling in pure ecstasy. I looked at the mummified corps that was still in my hand and tossed her to the ground. I stood up and closed my eyes trying to focuses on anything else except for how good I felt. This was different then taking a little here and there to survive or eat. Devouring a person completely left me in a state that can only be explained as high. It was horrible but it felt so good. There was no doubt about it, I was a monster and monsters go to hell. I am going to hell.