Liz's Pov

Toxen grabbed me by the arm, standing in front of the interrogation rule, he was rubbing his hands along my left, making me feel so digusted.

"Well...Doll Face, these men won't tell us who sent them...so why don't you use your...'charm' to convince them other wise."

"Torture you mean." I looked at him, and he smiled, gently rubbing my cheek now, but I walked right into the room. Both of them were tied in chair, one of them was dead, bullet holes pierced through his body.

"I see my brother wasn't that patient huh?" I smirked a little.

"They send a woman to do a man's job." He spatted, "What are you going to do, torture me with a shopping spree."

I walked up to him, I couldn't help but smile, "Funny, we seem to have a comedian here, "I turned around a pulled out some electric claws, one of my torture devices, "You see, I'm more worse than any guy. Most men are all about physical damage, but me...I'm physical and mental...plus my favorite is internal damage." I attached the claw to his clothes and put a rag in his mouth, "I don't wanna hear any screaming." I flip the switch that sent an electric shock through the claws and to the man's body, I could hear his muffled scream, after about 2 minutes, I flipped the switch off.

"Feel like talking now?" I asked removing the rag from his mouth, but only to receive the spit from his mouth on my face. I punched him in the face, hard, his nose bleeding, "Guess not."

"My boss has done worst in order to keep my oath of silence."

"Oh an oath...that means, I have to bring out the big boys." I said pulling out a jar that was covered, "Do you like animals? Me, I love all kinds even some insects." I put my hand in a jar, I felt my beloved Angie, crawling up my arm.

"What the-"

I turned around, holding the scropion in my hand, "Meet my first pet, the rare Blood Scropion, isn't she pretty. I also called her the oath breaker. I bet your boss has never used this before, because he would have been killed on the spot."

"By that bug..no way...A..." He suddenly fell silent, he was about to say the name.

"I would love to show you how she kills her victims. Let's try it on your dead buddy here."

Even though I promised to set him free...he told me everything...everything there was to tell...about how the Mafia Gang was trying to take the Burning Phoenix's Turf...I still ended his life...Hearing his screams echoing through the cold hallway, watching has my pet, ripped his body piece by piece. I kept wondering about my life...I can't take this anymore...killing people like this...I use to but I can't anymore.

Later on

I walked into my apartment room, hoping that Toxen wasn't there, but as always, I was wrong. Toxen grabbed me by the arms and pushed me up against a wall.

"You're so beautiful....how did you get like that?"

I pulled his hand away from my face, "Don't touch me."

Suddenly, his smile turned into a frown, he grabbed me around the arm, tightening his grip, "You're mine."

"No, I'm no-" In an instant, I recieved one of the most hardest slaps ever, by him...he was drunk, I tried to push him away but his grip was much tighter than I thought.

"You little SLUT!!! You're thinking about him aren't you!? Aren't you?!!!" Toxen threw me on the floor, he was drinking from a bottle of rum that I enhanced with magic, granting anyone with strength but the only problem was it makes you go berserk almost, "Ya know, since you're acting like a slut, I should treat you like one!!" Almost everything else was a blur, it happened so fast. He was trying to remove my clothes, but I kicked him off....I was crawling under the table hoping to get away, but he push the table out of the way and I could feel his tight grip on my legs. I kept kicking and kicking, no matter what, I finally nailed him in the nuts, then the head....I crawled away and ran out of the door and down the stairs...I couldn't stop running, not until I reached a bar that was about maybe five to ten blocks away. I've never been so scared in my life.

I walked into the bar...hoping maybe I could drink my fears away. I could see the bruises on my arms, the claw marks...why aren't they healing. I sat on a stool.

"Can you give me some liquor, on the rocks?"

"What kind?" The bartender asked.

"Any...just mix them up." I laid my head on the countertop until the bartender placed a glass cup right next to my face.

"Well...maybe one of my specialty will help you up," The bartender had a shock look on her face when I looked at her, "What happened to you?"

She had long blond hair and these shining blue eyes. She was tall and a little slender, she was wearing a red tank top, black skirt, and high heels with a apron around her waist, she had a silver necklace on, and she had this weird accent.

"Just a little accident...falling down the stairs." I drank from the glass, "Hit me."

"Accident...please an accident....accidents don't have scratch marks or those kinds of bruises....who's the bastard?" She asked...that accent was really weird...I know I've heard it from somewhere.

"There's no one okay, where are you from?"

Her eyes flared up with angry, but then she sighed, "My name is E...Eve, dear...And that's all you need to know. What's yours?"

"Lizzie."

She nearly tilted over a glass, "That's a very cute name. Now, back to the question, who did this to you?"

"Why do you care? That's not your job." What I said, it was like the words slapped her in the face, but she continued to clean up the countertop.

"Simple, one of a bartender's job is to listen to a person's problem, make feel more relax, will at least that's my job anymore. Besides...I think I already see what's going on...You have a man...you love him but he abuses you."

"I don't know if I love him anymore." I don't know why but I felt like I could trust her.

"Well, that's good love, at least you're thinking good, so why are you still with him?"

"I don't know...maybe...It wasn't always like that...he use to be caring and sweet."

She hit her hand on the counter top, causing it to shake a little, "Nothing you do can bring that back."

"What do you know!!" I yelled at her, about to get up.

"Get back here!!" She yelled back, I turned around to see her stern face, she glared at me with those blue eyes.
"Who do you think you are?"

"A person who's tryin' to help you out here! Now, sit your flat ass down or I'll do it for you." Her glared pierced almost like into my soul as she pointed at the stool, I just did it anyway. I felt almost like a child by punished by a parent, she continued to glare at me, good thing the bar was empty, "You young people think you know it all...but you don't know shit! I know a lot more than you think, dear." She sat next to me, and sighed again, "What I'm saying is...I'm tryin' to help you...it must be pretty bad if you jumped at me for saying somethin' like that."

"I can handle it."

"Maybe be, I know what you are...your necklace...gives it away."

I looked at her.

"You're a Soul Angel."

"I know it...your accent...it's like British or-"

"Austrailian....yeah...I'm...I'm a..Light Demon, from E-arth."

I could sense she was lying, but maybe she was ashamed of what she was...like I am.

"Does he know? Is that why he's treatin' you so bad. Don't be ashamed, Soul Angels or Blood Demon..are truly beautiful creatures, in a way."

"He doesn't know, but why is he treating me like this? I don't understand." I started crying, " I thought if maybe...I was on my best behavior and starting....fighting back...he would start...but he doesn't."

"Now...now..now, It has nothing to do with you...he's just not a real man, "She sighed, "First, he treats you like a princess...Queen almost. Tells ya he loves you everyday, sends ya flowers...but then you wake up and he changed...you make a mistake but instead of forgiving you...he starts calling you names...but then he apologizes later, making up some excuse and you forgive him. But then...next time..it ain't so pretty, he hits you, beats you and then he says he's sorry again and it'll never happen, but then it happens again...and this time he says you deserve; and no matter what you do...it's all wrong."

"How do you know?"

"I've been through the same thing once. It took a while to snap out of it. I..I had to keep telling myself...A real man...would never hurt you...A real man treats you like his own body."

" Well, there was another man, he treated so good, he made me laugh and stuff like that. He made me feel like no matter what I would do...he would always but there, we fought sometimes, but he never hits me....but.. but I let him go."

"Why?"

"I didn't want him to get hurt....and..and I guess I was scared...what if he's worst than my other boyfriend? Can't change what I've done...it's in the past now."

I could hear a sighed again, and then I recieved a slap across my head.

"Ow? What was that for?"

"It's in the past." She shrugged her shoulders.

"But it hurts...a lot."

"Oh yeah...the past always has a way of still hurting ya...but you can't let it stop you from what you want. You can either run from it or learn." She was about to slap me across the head again but this time I ducked, "You see?"

"But what does that prove?"

"That you're willing to learn from your mistake...your boyfriend...you gotta realize that no matter what you do...nothing will change. You're going' have to learn from it."

"But he won't let me go."

"Probably not...but do you really wanna be his punching bag forever."

"No but-"

"Listen to me...the only way to get it through his thick head that you're not his anymore, is physical-"

"But-"

"Listen, he's not goin' stop, not until...until you're dead...even Blood Demons can be killed, "She grabbed me around the arms, "Do you hear me, he'll kill you." I could see tears forming in her eyes.

"I can't."

She slapped me and shook me some more, "You can't...what do you mean you can't? You have to...you have to fight back...or else..you're dead...and he wins. You may not know it...but Blood Demons...they can die from a broken heart...that's why your bruises aren't healin'." She let go of me and walked behind the countertop, "Either you get out of there now...or you're finished."

I was still in a daze from everything she had said, I pulled some money out of my pocket and placed it on the countertop, she turned around, not facing me, "One more thing, Lizzie. This man of yours...as soon as you're on the ground, like a coward, he'll kick you."

"Thanks a lot. " I walked out.

Normal Pov

Eve was covering her mouth, she clenched her right fist around a glass cup, and smashed it into pieces. She continued crying as she walked towards the back, she leaned up against an iron pole and starting crying some more.

"Please...fight back...please for my sake." She continued to cry.