Willow kept the knife to the little girl's neck. The girl breathed heavily, quickly, and her eyes darted rapidly between Willow's shining blade and the evil eyes staring back at her. Willow's purple hair seemed almost black in the darkness of the Safe Room, and the only thing seemingly visible were her blood red eyes. Her smile eerily shone in the shadow of the one lightbulb in the room. Her teeth were perfectly straight, the girl noticed.
The girl thought about running, but Willow's tight grip on her arm convinced her otherwise. Willow would probably cut her arm off if she even struggled. The pointed end of the knife poked at her throat, making every swallow have a sharp pain surge through her fragile body.
The girl was naked, save a pair of shoes. Her braided hair was cut at several places, and scratches lined her otherwise smooth and pale skin. A thin, white trail was leaking out between her legs, but she was not feeling particularly aroused. It was mostly adrenaline, the result of being that she had just been sexually assaulted with the handle of a knife.
"What are you going to do to me?" the girl asked, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. Willow's evil smile persisted as she growled, "I'm going to slit your neck." Willow gently drew the blade down to the girl's heaving chest, not to hurt her but show where she was going to mutilate her. "And then I'm going to cut out your organs to make sure you're dead," Willow whispered menacingly.
The girl's heart beat faster and faster. Her body felt cold, and her nipples were fully erect. Her blue eyes darted this way and that, looking for an exit or hoping someone would walk in and arrest Willow. The knife danced its way back up to her neck. Her eyes widened, and her mouth hung slightly agape. She gulped.
"Hear that?" Willow asked, giggling. The girl nervously shook her head. Willow's eyes suddenly expressed anger. "Neither can I," Willow laughed maniacally, "Isn't it wonderful? I have you all to myself!"
The girl blinked. Her breathing sped up and a chill ran down her spine. Truly, no one and nothing could stop Willow.
"I can't wait to stuff you in one of those suits," Willow whispered, "Like I did to all your friends." She squeezed the girl's wrist one more time to make sure she had her tightly in her grip. "I wonder how painful it would be if you were alive and the springlocks were crushing you…" Willow held the knife point to her bare stomach. She was also naked. "All the sharp metal poking through your body, the sockets slowly closing around your eyeballs, the feet and hands encasing your limbs, severing tendons and crushing bone…" Her eyes closed, as though listening to this horrible description of a springlock-involved death was relaxing.
The girl had big tears running down her face. The tears fell into several scratches, causing indescribable amounts of discomfort. She was so scared of Willow, so terrified of that menacing smile and intent to kill. She desperately wanted to run away, scream, fight, ANYTHING. But she was so paralyzed with fear that she couldn't even blink without reminding herself to.
"That doesn't matter now," Willow whispered, sighing pleasantly, "It's time for you to find out what happens after death."
And with one swift swipe of Willow's knife, the girl's neck split open. Blood spewed all over the room, soaking the floor and coating Willow's naked form in deep red. The girl fell to the floor, screaming in agony. She cried as she felt herself bleed out onto the cold tiled floor. Her screams died into moans, and she finally laid limp on the ground.
Willow smiled. Her red eyes shone in the darkness of the Safe Room. She walked over to a nearby arcade cabinet within the room, and opened a drawer on it. She stuck her knife inside it, and walked back to the little girl. Her wet feet made slapping noises as she walked across the room.
The girl still maintained a look of horror, her eyes now rolled back into her head. Her face was pale beyond white, and her mouth hung agape while blood spilled slowly onto the tiled floor. Her shoes were now completely soaked in blood, and her blonde hair was red in several places from when she'd fallen on the floor.
"Just beautiful," Willow sighed, "Absolutely stunning." She picked up the girl's feet, and pulled off her slip-on shoes. Now just as naked as Willow, the girl was carried to a suit in the corner. The suit looked like a red fox, its chest open wide. Willow mercilessly crammed the girl inside the suit, listening to the horrific sounds of bones cracking and flesh tearing. The springlocks were already piercing the girl's body. Grinning, Willow shut the suit's chest. The animatronic's breasts jiggled as the suit was tightly closed. Willow calmly sorted through her clothes, now rumpled on the table beside them, and picked out a long metal instrument. She walked over to the animatronic fox and jammed the metal bar into its back. With one swift move, a loud crunching noise began emanating from the inside of the suit. Blood slowly dripped from the crack in the chest. Willow smiled with joy, happy to be rid of the girl. She got up, and walked out of the Safe Room. She went to the restroom and cleaned the blood off her naked body. It was harder than it sounded.
She calmly went to the supply closet and gathered all the necessary supplies she needed. Willow went back to the Safe Room, whistling a merry tune. She set her supplies down and began mopping the floor. Eventually, she started cleaning the animatronics. The suits were literally splattered with blood because of Willow's previous victims. As she was cleaning them, she could swear they kept looking at her.
Keeping her eyes down, she muttered "Stop it."
She finally got to the fox-like animatronic, and began wiping its breasts. Her cleaning rag was absolutely soaked in her victim's blood, and it was ineffective at scraping off the remainder of the blood on the suit.
She grunted and said to herself, "It's close enough." She got up and walked to the end of the room. "Can't even see it from a distance."
She picked up all her supplies and put them back in the supply closet. When she came back, the only suit remaining was the fox.
It was staring right at Willow.
"I said STOP, Candy!" Willow screamed at the robot, "I raised you better than that!"
What do you think? I decided to upload something I've been working on for about a week or so now. Keep in mind while reading the continuations of this prologue that I'm still a virgin myself, so all sex scenes may or may not be 100% accurate to the real-life thing. I hope you enjoyed reading this prologue, more of the story to come as time progresses! I think I'll try to enter a chapter every Saturday, so keep your eyes peeled for my content! Enjoy! ;)