A/N: Heheh :) So here's my first story and uhm hope you enjoy it :) sorry if it's bad- and yah.
Prologue
Her face was covered in ,crimson blood,cascading from the gash in her forehead,her face contorted in pain and her clothes mostly torn lay on the floor,her dried tears mixed with her blood so her skin was caked with the the heart-wrenching look of shame. The light from the huge windows did not help either of them ,as it was dark outside; the faint glow of the moon and the street lamps being the only source of light.
"Please."Diana struggled to speak, a painful lump in her throat from all the screaming and the crying.
Drake smiled coldly and looked down at Diana. Once so beautiful,so cold,so confident...he was going to have fun,lots if lifted up his knife,angling it precisely to cut up her face and tear her up from limb to limb.
He put the knife onto her neck,imagining her feeling the cold,metal surface of the blade,the sharpness of it's edges and the sheer danger of the fact that she knew how much he detested her,from the tan if her skin to the dimples in her back to how she always took him for granted,to how her dark eyes were staring up at; fearing, hoping, trying to get him to remember...but the old Drake had gone, brief memories of his old self haunted pain, the fear, the loneliness...
But Drake was a changed person,and his past would plague him no more.
Hope you enjoyed :D ( you probably didn't but lets just pretend you did ) Constructive criticism is appreciated :)