She knocks one of my blades from my hands, using one of those infuriating arrows of hers. It doesn't really matter all that much, I can manage a one-hit kill with a single blade if I want to…
But where would be the fun in that?
"Come on, Alyssa! Is that the best, you can do?" I yell at her, twirling the blade like some deadly baton. She growls, charging another arrow, this time a repellent one.
How I adore bantering with that girl. She always gets so angry…
I'm sure if she knew just how enticing it is for me, she would try to control that gorgeous little red-heads temper of hers.
I calmly dodge the bright green lightening bolt she lets fly at me, spinning elegantly out of the way.
"Stand still damn it!" She yells furiously, attempting to lock on to me but I'm just too fast for the girl. I throw back my head and laugh at her.
"And let you sting me? I don't think so, my angry little honey-bee."
She screams in absolute fury at my use of her grandfather's old pet name for her. It seems I've hit a sore spot…
Oh, Alyssa. Don't get so mad. You should accept that you really are mine now. Mine to do whatever I want with…
Ah, but I mustn't give the wrong idea now. I do of course want to kill her. But I want to do it nice and slowly… Painfully.
Little honey-bee, I'm going to pull your wings off. I'm going to hurt you and you won't be able to fly away. I'm going to make you scream, Alyssa. I know that you're cute when you do…
"Scissorman!" She screams, stringing three binding arrows into her bow. Hmm, that's a new trick…
"Ooh, Alyssa! When did you learn to do that? And what happened to 'Ralph'?"
She doesn't respond, too busy charging the arrows. I start to run at full speed towards her, blade at the ready.
"This is it!" She yells. Just before she releases the arrows, I raise my blade to her throat. Her eyes widen, but she doesn't make any sound.
Her arrows are aimed at me.
My blade is at her throat.
Neither of us moves.
I grin, loving every minute of it.
"Oh well done, Alyssa." I say and she twitches, but doesn't release the arrows. No, if she lets go of that string, I will fell her head from her shoulders and she knows it.
Then again, her reflexes are faster now. If I make the first move, she could dodge it and I will end up bound, at the mercy of one of her final attacks.
"Shut… Up." She whispers, a bead of sweat rolling down her temple. I can see she is exhausted and frightened… And it's beautiful.
"Why? This is the perfect time to talk." I reply coyly. Alyssa grips the bow tighter.
"What are you talking about, Entity?" She murmurs and I laugh quietly.
"Because now you'll have no choice but to listen."
Alyssa growls softly, but doesn't say anything more. It gives me a chance to study her up close. The last time I was this close to her, I was blinded by rage and grief for my sister.
Hmm… She's actually a very pretty girl. Not like my beloved Jemima, but in a different way. My Jemima was a dark, vicious flower. Alyssa is as bright as a candle.
Hehe, am I playing with fire? Perhaps, but it's so much fun.
I cautiously move a little closer to her. She notices, but her only reaction is a tiny step backwards.
"Scared, Alyssa?" I whisper. She doesn't reply.
Still smiling, I slowly retract my blade away from her throat. Alyssa looks confused for a second.
"What are you doing…?" She asks, lowering her bow slightly. Just what I'd been waiting for.
"Got you, Alyssa!" I cry, dropping to the ground and kicking her legs out from underneath her. She screams and accidentally releases the arrows and they fly off in different directions.
She tries to get up, but I place a foot on her stomach and she stops moving immediately. I lean down so that I am closer to her.
"Hehe, I'm the winner… Again." I say and am very surprised when she just smiles darkly.
"Last time you said that, you got impaled." Alyssa whispers and I frown, disappointed. I wanted fear, not… Not this.
"Why aren't you afraid?" I ask and she doesn't reply, she just stares at me. I hate it! "Answer me!" I shriek. Digging my foot into her stomach hard. She cries out in pain and it sounds so beautiful I have to close my eyes for a second to savor it.
I want more… More of her delightful screaming and I crouch, sitting astride her waist.
She looks shocked through the pain, and then disgusted.
"Now… Will you scream for me again, honey-bee?" I whisper, running my blade down the side of her face. Alyssa lifts her arms to fight me off, but I press the blade to her throat, shaking my head.
"No, no… None of that." I scold and she drops her hands to the ground. I leer over her in victory…
"Burn in hell, Ralph." She says and suddenly I am blinded and in extreme pain.
"Argh!" I am thrown backwards in the agony and frantically wipe at my face. Then I realize what has happened; Alyssa's bow must have changed back into that wretched bottle after she dropped it and she threw holy water in my face.
That little…! She will pay!
"ALYSSA!" I scream, groping for her through my blurry vision. I can make out her shape, scampering backwards across the ground, not quite making it to her feet.
I grab her ankle and she kicks, but I hold on tight.
"No!" She yells, trying to twist out of my grasp, but she only manages to roll onto her stomach before I pull her back and throw my weight on top of her.
"Alyssa." I growl in her ear. "Suffer…"
I grab her shoulders, and force her onto her back. She struggles, but I restrain her by once more sitting across her waist and grabbing her wrists in a grip so tight, my fingernails dig bloody rivets into her skin.
She's screaming properly now, she's crying too. This is how it should be. And now… Now I'll cause her so much pain, she'll be begging for me to kill her.
What could cause her agony inside and out? What could make her wish for death…?
She head-butts me.
It doesn't really hurt, but it surprises me and I let go of her just long enough for her to push me off her, get to her feet and run.
"Get back here, Alyssa!" I yell as she runs. I give chase, but she's headed for that damned portal. I cannot cross it, and if she reaches it…
Who knows when she will get the courage to return?
Ugh, she still has enough holy water to reactivate the portal. She turns back to me as she steps onto the portal, rapidly disappearing from sight.
I take some comfort in the fact that she looks afraid.
"You'll be nothing, Alyssa! Do you hear me? NOTHING!" I scream at her as she fades from view.
I drop to my knees, pain from the battle now catching up to me and growl softly to myself;
"You'll see, Alyssa… I'm going to make you into nothing."
I'll devise a new plan for her. Something more painful then ever before. I'll make sure she hurts so badly inside, she'll want to die…
I start to think, and with every new fantasy, I feel the lust for her blood grow and grow… I'm going to make her suffer.
Oh Jesus. I may actually be utterly mad. Like… Completely, totally out of my mind.
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