Demionos Mortales De la Mafia- Part 1

Part 1: Where is he?

Val's P.O.V.

"Excuse me, Miss Alverez. Miss Gregor is downstairs in the basement," a guard said, and I looked at him, puzzled.

"Who??" I say, looking at him, and he coughed.

"Miss Amy," He said, and I swear he could see the fire in my eyes.

"Aww, well, I guess I should pay her a visit" I smiled evilly, and he nodded his head and said his goodbyes. He seemed weird; maybe it's just my imagination. I make my way to the basement. I grab a banana from the kitchen before taking my time walking. I got down to the cellar, and wow. It stinks. I'm going to have to talk to Dante about that. I walk down to the first door, which is coded. I type in the code, and then the door opens. I walk to the second door, which is eye and face recognition. I see the guards standing at each side of the entrance of the third door. They open the door, and I walk through.

"What cell is Miss Gregor in??" I smile, and the man points down the hallway.

"Gracias", I smile, and I make my way down the hallway. I stopped right outside of the cell door. I looked in to see her sitting on the floor eating her breakfast. She looks up, and we make eye contact.

"Enjoying that?" I say, and she nods her head. Her hair is scruffy, and the clothes she wore were the same as the day we threw her in her.

"I'm glad" I smile, and I open the door walking in and looking down at her non-quivering state.

"Follow me," I say, and I start to walk down the hall. I hear faint footsteps behind me, letting me know she is following. I walk into the torture room. Once she is in, the guard locks the door.

"Please sit down," I say, taking a seat in a little wooden chair.

"no", Amy scowls, and I get up, pushing her into the seat as she sits down with a thud. The chair automatically locks metal cuffs over her wrists and ankles. I picked up an apple that I asked one of the guards to grab for me. I bite into it while getting up and filling up the water bath.

"Now, are you going to tell me where Diego is?" I ask, and I shiver as I say his name. He disgusts me.

"I don't think so. I swore to Omertà," she says, spitting at the ground at my feet, and I laugh. Who does this chick think she is?

"Oh well. You must have a tattoo of it then" I smile, and she nods. Looking up at me with not a blink in her eyes.

"On my arm," she says proudly, and I chuckle. The guard in the room hands me a knife, and I walk to her. I look at her left arm and then at her right arm. Low and behold, there is the omertà tattoo—time to un-pledge her silence. I hold the knife to her arm.

"What are you doing-" She starts, but she cuts off to scream as I start to skin the tattoo off. Her screams get louder the deeper I cut. I stopped once I had the piece of skin with the tattoo in my hand. I placed it on a tray, and I washed my hands.

"You fucking psycho bitch!" She screams as the pain is obviously getting to her as blood seeped out of her freshly cut wound.

"Now, since you are now not under the omertà, you can talk" I smiled, and I took another bite of my apple.

"So, where is the bastard?" I ask again, and she smirks, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm still not telling you", Amy laughs, and I start laughing with her but a little more sarcastic. Finally, I grabbed the taser, and I tasered her. Amy's body shudders at the touch of the electricity.

"Start talking, sunshine" I smile, pulling her hair back, so she looks into my eyes, and she shakes her head. I taser her again and again and again, yet she is still adamant she isn't talking. I guess I need to take it further. I grab handcuffs for her hands, and the guard presses the button to unlock the chair cuffs. Amy struggles as I put the handcuffs on, and her arms are behind her back. The guard, Ritchie, helps me drag her to the water bath. I shoved her head into the water, and she started struggling for air. I pulled her head up just as she was about to lose consciousness.