A/N: My first Sweeney Todd one-shot

Fiery Terror

"Why did you scream?" He demands.

"My dress.. He grabbed hold of it." I tell him. My heart pounding as I move Lucy's body, desperately hoping that he doesn't see that it is her.

"Open the door. The door I said open it." He responds, giving me a push. I stumble slightly, and look at his face. It is coated in crimson blood,and in in his eyes lies a strange desire to torture.

Opening the oven door, I see the roaring fire, and the heat from it is overwhelms me. Sweat pours down my face as I turn away. The light cascades out of the oven, and illuminates Lucy's lifeless form.

Terror encircles my body as I see Mr T's eyes fall upon Lucy. He glances at me momentarily, and his eyes dart back to her opaque features.

He circles her body, and you can see that within his expression, he is so desperately hoping that it is not her.

I hope he will understand that I did it to protect him, and maybe I hoped that there was a small chance that something special would happen between us. I venture forward a few inches as I glance at him kneeling down next to her body. That crimson face full of concern. His shaky hand pulls her blond hair away from her face.

He mutters words which I cannot hear, yet I am fearful. Words cannot describe how frightened I am of his reaction. I only wanted him to love me!

"You knew she was alive.." He says; voice in shock.

"I was only thinking of you!" I reply, on the verge of tears.

His head snaps up.

"You lied to me!" He snarls, yet shock still lingered in his voice.

"No I never lied.." I stutter back to him.

"Lucy.." He mutters as if tears were about to fall down his face.

Slowly rising, He glances down at her dead body.

Sobs are threatening to echo and tears are demanding their freedom.

"I loved you! I cry as he turns around.

His eyes piercing mine; His face curves into a cruel smile.

"Come here my love!" He snarls, the blood-stained razor still in his hand.

Panic races through my body as he comes closer and closer.

Closing my eyes, I wait for the icy metal to slash my throat, yet it does not come.

Instead his hand takes mine. We are waltzing around the bakehouse, and I cannot help, but have a smile fixed to my face.

Imagining, sitting beside the sea with him. I feel content and my mind begins to wander.

An almighty push wrenches me away from my thoughts, and I scream as I feel overwhelming heat encircling my body.

Flames lick my hands, and are longing to burn my flesh.

"Mr Todd!" I scream, but no sound comes out as the flames engulf my throat

Agony injects itself into my entire body from head to toe,and I cannot survive no more.

Memories: Mr Todd entering my pie shop. The mysterious features that I was instantly attracted to. Glancing at the picture of Albert every night, before the need to sleep washed over me. Toby so innocent and always willing to help.

Mr Todd I loved you! I think.

Then there was blackness,and I did not breath, nor did I feel any emotion again.

Edited: 22nd June 2011