"D-damn you..."

"I get that a lot." Red eyes gleamed through the darkness, yet were not illuminating in the way one may think...

"Go to Hell!"

"We're already there, Child..."

"Don't call me that! Don't you fucking dare!"

The supposed 'demon' laughed. Hard.

"Or else what, Child? You're going to kill me?" The demonic being floated down to it's mortal counterpart, placing a claw against his chin and lifting it slightly. Said mortal growled weakly to the one floating, unable to act out on his anger.

"I am going to kill you, you bastard!" The male struggled against his binds, the black chains encasing his wrists hissing as they dug into his raw skin and ate at his blood and tissues. Though it did burn, he'd become used to the pain, often finding himself wondering how the odd metal hadn't reached his bones yet.

The struggling suddenly came to a stiff halt, and the prisoner stared forwards, eyes wide and lungs still.

"Oh? You mean like you tried several months ago?" A clawed paw jerked to the side, causing the onyx restrainst the disappear, and the being they incased to slowly rise.

"You may have put up a good fight, landed a few scratches," The evil entity dragged a claw from the corner of his prisoner's mouth to the hinge of his jaw, the cackling energy burning the skin so it couldn't grow back. "but your efforts were futile! You are weak! You are nothing but a playtoy for my amusement!"

The hero didn't have the luxury of a scream when gloved claws we're plunged into the bruised skin of his chest, gasping and choking for the oxygen he oh so desired. The demon only laughed some more, flexing it's claws and tearing through the organ within his small, blue-and-fawn frame.

A scream was somehow forced from his lungs and throat when the yellow entity found what he was looking for- the biological column otherwise known as the spinal cord. The tortured's body became stiff, back arching as far as possible with it being in such a grip. The blue male uttered sounds of pain after, dull emeradl eyes wide from the violent intrusion.

His torturer only grinned, donning such that was comparable to the infamous Cheshire Cat. Slowly, very slowly, he pulled his paw from the other's torso,, having created a new cavity which could easily be seen through. Fleetway watched as his former opponent's body slumped to the ground, continuing to cough up blood in spurts that pooled in his throat.

Fleetway crouched down in front of his "playtoy", swirling pupils shining with a sick sense of lust.

"And do you know what the best part of that is...?"

Green eyes slowly shift to meet the wild red, their owner's body starting to tremble at the sight of flinched as Fleetway began to gcuckled, letting loose a whimper as a clawed paw wrapped around the neck, tightening seconds after.

"You can never die!"

There was a crack as his head suddenly jolted, and Sonic's neck was left broken.