I disappeared out into the garden and discovered a pair of pliers inside a toolbox, they were a little rusted, but they would get the job done.
As soon as her eye landed on it, she began to scream even louder than before.
“You may want to save your vocal cords Jackie; you will be screaming a hell of a lot more in a minute.”
I walked closer to her and grabbed hold of the fingers on her left hand, snapping them backwards and breaking them.
She almost choked on her screams, until they were released as I gripped hold of her nail with the pliers and pulled it clean off. I repeated that action with all her fingers and thumb and then began again on her opposite hand.
“Dearie, are you having fun?” Adiran asked, a gleam sparkling within his eyes.
“Yes, this is delicious, but I am not done yet,” I replied as I ran a hand across her shoulders, walking around until I stood behind her.
I gripped hold of her chin and yanked her head back, making it crash into the wooden backing of the chair. Her eye was drooping, most likely due to all the pain I had caused but I soon rectified that when I poured water over her, waking her back up.
I grabbed hold of a towel and laid it across her face, before proceeding to waterboard her. She was spluttering under the onslaught, and then I changed tactics by heating the towel with my fire until it caught alight.
Her voice had grown hoarse and I could barely make out the cries she made with her agony, I laughed growing more and more excited at the prospect of killing her.
The fire had made the towel stick to her face, but I detached it with an almighty rip, tearing off the top layer of her skin.
“You are such a riot Jackie, but our fun must come to an end.”
“Don’t I get to play?” Asked Malachi as he slipped his hands around my waist and placing them against my stomach. He trailed kisses down my neck and across my shoulder, biting every now and then, which sent delicious pain coursing through me.
I twisted my head around until our lips could meet, sending even more sparks throughout my system.
“Have your fun my Incubus, but no killing.”
“You did a lot of things to the only creature who means a damn to me, you deserve to suffer in endless torment for the rest of your existence. But seeing as I can’t enact that, I’m going to do the next best thing.”
That was the last thing Malachi said until an hour passed, and I was wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him like it was the first time all over again.
Jackie now had all her fingers and toes missing, her tongue was ripped out and one of her feet had been removed and shoved into her mouth like a handmade gag or foot made if you’d prefer.
She was so close to death that I had to do something before she bled out anymore and spoiled my fun. Tears streamed down her face, I let her take a minute as I ran my blade across my palm, then thrust her head back once more. I covered her open mouth with my bleeding hand letting my volatile blood pour into her mouth and down her throat.
I jumped up and down in glee, as the toxin burnt through her cheeks, throat and carried on spreading down.
Her final cries were almost deafening, but it did not rob me of the ecstasy I was feeling, knowing my blood caused her far more pain than anything that could be imagined within the underworld.
I left her tied to the chair and vacated without a backwards glance, her voice never joined with those already within my head. Not that I was disappointed seeing as the last one to join was still being villainous.
I wasn’t sure why he didn’t become like the others and rejoice within their new home, something was different about him. He kept telling me I did not deserve the gift I had been given, he even tried to tempt me into ending my own life. He never tempted me, accept from when Malachi had walked in and found that I had hacked at my own face. I was having too much fun to ever want to give up my existence willingly.
Malachi and I had been walking through the town centre, when I noticed a group staring at me. I did not know who they were, but it seemed like they may have known me once upon a time.
I stood watching them for far too long, as they suddenly approached me.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Unya, you’ve got a lot of people looking for you girlie, that must make us the fortunate ones,” said a girl with evil intent written upon her face.
One of the guys came closer to me and gripped hold of my shoulders, while another held onto my wrists and began tying them in front of me.
Their game was interesting, especially as they believed their actions would be enough to keep me down.
I didn’t want Malachi to interfere and told him as much, I wanted to have this all to myself. He stepped out of my way and leans against a building getting ready to watch the show.
I allowed my flame to flow up my wrist and burn straight through the rope that they had used, their mouths all fell wide open, but the shock didn’t stop them from trying to capture me again.