Chapter 4 Queen of the damned

Rey tried to contain his laughter, he really did. His boss had called an official meeting about this 'new threat' According to the police The Monster of Tucurra had eluded them yet again. The body count was rising fast and the police had no leads. The monster of Tucurra, he liked the sound of that. After the meeting Rey continued on with his day, everyone around him was just begging to be murdered, the thumping in his head just wouldn't stop.

"Rey!"

He turned and came face to face with John Morrison, he didn't mind John. He could stay alive, for now.

"Hey John, whats up man?"

"Just wondering if your alright?" He asked somewhat nervously as they began to walk together down the corrider.

"Why wouldn't I be alright?"

John fidgeted with his watch for a moment "It must remind you of the butcher"

Rey stopped and looked at his friend hard "Am I meant to just to forget about what happened to me?"

"Rey I didn't say that!" John protested "We're just worried about you is all"

"We?"

"Me, Evan and Porter" John looked down at the smaller man "The hell you went through with that psychopath and now with this monster on the loose it must be hard"

Rey tried not to shake with anger, he was fine. He had never felt better. "Your concern is very warranted, so leave me alone"

"Rey we're worried and we're sorry about what happend. We know what you went through was horrible but-"

"No!" Rey suddenly shouted "You have not fucking idea what I went through! So don't you fucking stand there and pretend you do!" Rey stalked away angrily. Thats all people did these days, pretended to understand what he went through and that it was all her fault. Rey knew better, it wasn't her, it was society. And Rey intended to wipe out the entirety of society that made the love of his life a monster.

Darkness engulfed him as the smallest of noises peirced his brain. Every inch of him hurt, even his bright red hair hurt. He tried to call for help but his voice wasn't working. Light footsteps thundered around him followed by whistling.

"Wake up sunshine" That voice was familiar and sweet all the same time. He tried to fight it but he opened his eyes and came face to face with nothing but the grim reapers cloak. Every inch of this person was covered in black, a familiar death mask over their face.

"Hey Sheamus, how are you?"

"Who are ye?"

"See thats why I don't like your kind, can't say a simple sentence without butchering our language" They moved towards a random cupboard and pulled out some tools "If you must know Sheamus I am death"

"Why am I here?"

"Your here to die"

"Please, I don't want to die" He pleaded as his captor pulled out some razor wire and began to tie it. This grim reaper sat lazily on a cold steel table. Sheamus had heard the rumors about the table and this basement but to be honest he didn't quite believe Rey's story, he didn't know why.

"And I don't wanna eat strawberry ice-cream but we all can't have what we want now can we" They kept playing with the razor wire keeping Sheamus talking "Sheamus I really thought you would thank me"

"Thank ye for what?" The big irishman bit out. He was afraid, deathly afraid. He always figured the monster of Tucurra wouldn't stand a chance against him but now here he was shackled to the roof by his arms and tied to the floor by his ankles. Whoever he was, was shorter than him by almost two heads.

"I'm going to colour you in!" His captor giggled madly getting off the seat. "So now no more jokes about you being a human jar of mayonaise"

Grabbing a step ladder, the razor wire noose was wrapped around his throat, not enough to cut in but enough to hurt. It took a little under thirty seconds to get him ready for his own hanging.

"I hope your blood flies, that would be very sweet to watch"

Sheamus' eyes suddenly bulged with hope, "Rey! help me! Please help me!"

Rey just looked up at him coldly "Gee Sheamus I would love too but I would actually like sex tonight"

"Aww ain't that a shame, sex with me is chosen over your life. Now whos the petty pathetic excuse for a wrestler?"

Rey just laughed as Sheamus again began to beg and plead, he moved behind him ready to send him to hell.

In one final act of torture, Sheamus got to see his captor at long last. "No!" He yelled in disbelief, "Your dead!"

"No but you will be"

Rey gave the box a heave and Sheamus was faced with a long drop and a short stop. The razor wire cut so far into his flesh it would be there for an eternity. His blood over-flowed and trailed down his body giving him a colour at long last.

Rey smiled wrapping his arms around her, "You are so mean and evil, you know that?"

She kissed his chest lovingly "Yeah but you love me"

"I do love you Iziah"

A/N SHE'S BAAAAAAACK!