Massacre of Blood and Bone

"why shouldn't I kill you?" She whispered into his ear.

"Why shouldn't I string your body up like you did my fathers?"

"Why shouldn't I beat you to a damn pulp like you did my uncles?" She asked smiling softly.

"She's a butcher with a smile" The man currently on his knees thought. Why didn't he see the insanity that claimed her eyes when he brought her to his bed.

"Please I will do anything! Anything! Just let me go!" He pleaded in vain. The stories he had heard of her, The Scarlet Butcher, left chills down his spine. He was shaking like a damn bitch.

"You know I can't do that." She laughed softly, playing with his hair as if he was a mutt, but to her, he was worse. He was a blood thirsty leech.

As the blade of gold and silver grew closer to his body, he have up hope. Just as it was about to swipe down on him, the door burst open and a man walked in.

"I knew I would find you here."
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Hehe don't mind the cover<3333