I watch her appear out of the dark cloud and fall on the floor before me. I narrow my eyes at her as she gets up and dusts herself off.
"You better have a good reason for contacting me." I growl, rising from my seat. She looks up at me, her hair going limp as she stands up straighter.
"Sir I-"
"Tell me you accomplished what I sent you there to do." I say, "Tell me you pushed her in, and as she got mouthful after mouthful of her demise, you contacted me so she could hear the voice of who did it to her."
Her pale skin turns even paler than usual as she shrinks away from my gaze.
"Sir she caught me by surprise. I didn't know she had ice breath! As well as fire breath! If I didn't contact you she would've burned me to death on the spot!" she cries, trying to excuse the fact that she failed.
"You know those goody two shoes wouldn't burn anyone to death. At the most you would've gotten 1st degree burns. But I, on the other hand.." I say as I begin descending the stairs from my throne. "Would feel less than nothing if I threw you into a burning room and watched the skin melt off your face."
She winces as my foot leaves the last step and I look down at her.
"I can do better sir! I could easily get the blue one to-" I hold my hand up, and shake my head.
"The damage is already done Sedusa. Blossom knows, she will warn her sisters." I say and put my hands behind my back. "Where do you think things should go from here?"
"I-I... I don't know sir. I don't even know what your plan is." she says, biting her lip. I cup my hand under her chin, forcing her to look up at me.
"The plan was to try and work together to get those bratty girls out of my way, so I could accomplish my true objective." I say, moving my other hand to her hair. Her hair accepts me, the strands wrapping around my fingers. "But since you've completely compromised everything, you've reminded me of something..."
I grab her chin and tighten my grip on her hair, watching her eyes widen as she's realized she's let me get too close. As she's realized I am not as calm as I look.
"I work better alone." I whisper, and in one fluid movement I violently jerk her head to the side, enjoying the loud snap as she crumples to the floor. I step back and stare passively at her contorted neck and the blood trickling out the corner of her mouth.
"You're sick. Even sicker than me."
I turn to the dark corner of the room, where my talkative prisoner resided.
"You're very lucky that you're useful to me, otherwise I would've killed you as well."
"I can't be killed idiot."
"Hmm yes I suppose so." I mutter as I walk to a table near that corner of the room. I pick up a control with numerous buttons on it, but I focus on a single blue button. "But you can feel pain, so I suggest you keep quiet unless instructed otherwise."
"When I get out of here, I'm going to slowly and brutally kill you in every way I know you fear"
His voice shakes the room more and more furiously with every word he says. I press the button on the control and watch as the sparks fly.
"I'll come back when you decide to get a better attitude" I say, trying to be heard over his screams.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" he howls, and deep down, a small part of me jumps in fear as my mind starts reeling.
What if the plan fails?
What if he escapes?
He will do much worse to you, than you've done to him.
Author's note: In case you get confused. I purposefully didn't put a pov, that's up to you to figure out. :p