Chapter 1 Put to sleep

He came towards me with the needle and I just knew that it was finally the end. I had been here for about six months and finally I had reached my expiry date, I didn't wanna look at him but my silver pools gave me no choice, they wouldn't look anywhere else but his handsome face. This torture palace had become a home to me and now I was going to be just another nameless peice of trash dumped in a gutter. At least my death would be humane, at least thats what Seth told me. The deadly cock-tail in the needle would quickly and efficiantly end my life. He paused for a moment, just staring at me hoping that I would show some kind of emotion or sign that the needle wasn't needed. I don't know what he was expecting me to do, since I had tried to escape many times before, he had had enough so he broke my leg, the bones had healed but thanks to the lack of medical training, they had set wrong and walking was no longer an option for me, at least not at fast pace. Basically I wouldn't be escaping anytime soon, it was the reason my legs weren't bound to the chair, just my arms. I had proven from his black eye that I could strike faster than he could, even if my vision was blurred.

"Do you have any last words Raven?"

Raven. I knew it was my name, the one my Mama had given me when I was born but it sounded foreign to me, perhaps it was because for the last six months I had only ever been called bitch or slut.

"How's bout, untie my damn hands so I can ram that needle through your eyesocket, hows that for last words"

Seth shook his head, in the time I had been here I wasn't like his other victims, he had said so many times and I knew this was the end for me so why should I try and talk him out of it, we both knew that needle was going into my arm and I would be dead before I hit the ground.

"I don't want to do this Raven"

"Then don't, it's not like you only have one option"

The needle seemed to waver for a moment, my hope had vanished a long time ago, long before this even happened.

He put the needle down for a moment, his face gently cupping my cheek.

"I wish I didn't have to put you to sleep Raven"

"Do what you have to Seth. It won't change nothin"

Seth stepped away from me, his green eyes peering down the body that he had made a mess of. Cut marks all over the tattoos I was so proud of, burns and scars spread out like puzzle peices, I used to have a body that most people would kill for, a fact that many other people had said, now I had a body that fit my current state, bruised and broken beyond repair. Maybe the deadly cock-tail was a blessing in disguise, at least I would be out of pain and away from Seth. That thought made me sad, as fucked up as it was, in the time I had been here and between the torture, I liked him. I know it's messed up but I wasn't exactly what you would call sane. Even before this I wasn't exactly the sanest of people. Moving on. His hands touched my face again,

"I have to put you down Raven"

"Ok" I guess I had gone through the five stages of grief, and now I was at acceptance. At least I would well and truely be free. "Tell me Seth, will it be instant?"

"No"

I actually laughed, only a little one before the coughing started, being in this condition wasn't exactly ideal and shockingly I was more surprised that I didn't get sick sooner, more shocked that the first time I got sick, Seth actually stopped the torture and nursed me back to health. Now I realise that it was only so he could torture me further but still it was oddly nice.

"True to your nature huh, nothin is fast, it's all drawn out"

"I'm sorry Raven"

"You will be if you put that needle in my damn arm" I don't know where the odd threat came from, but I felt it inside me that ball of...evil, it was the only way to describe it, if that sharp point touched me in any way, I was going to take great pleasure in ripping his head off with my bare hands. Fear seemed to etch into his face for a moment before he slapped me right across my gaunt face. A little bit of blood drawing from my lips.

"I'm glad I'm putting you down bitch, you deserve to die"

"Funny Seth, cause so do you" I lept from my chair, as he was struggling with the concept of putting me down, I had been busy working my hands from the several knots he had latched on me. I landed on him painfully, my hands instantly going for the needle, he was stronger than I was and easily he pinned me to the ground, then something happened that I wasn't ready for, I grabbed his throat and easily lifted his body off me as though he weighed nothing. I was on my feet and his body was in the air as my hand just kept getting tighter around his throat. I was a strong woman for a tiny five-three, but Seth went six-two and it just wasn't logical that I could lift him off his feet by his throat and yet thats exactly what I was doing. He tried to get free, tried to struggle his way from it but it only meant my hand squeezed tighter until his face turned a deep shade of blue. I saw his life flash before his eyes, whatever he had been looking for in me, he had found and he didn't like it. I thought for a second that I would choke the last bit of life from my captor and walk out of here and go back to my family. Instead the harsh prick whistled in my throat, my hand finally releasing Seth from my grip, his deadly cock-tail sticking out from my neck. It took effect sooner than he thought, my body turned numb and I fell to the floor, I could feel the life oozing from pores as he got his breath back. So after all my effort to stay alive, this was how it ended, my body on a basement floor as poison swept throughout my veins shutting down my vital organs. At least I had inflicted a little bit of pain on the way out. At least...