Chapter 10:

*No One's POV*

Shadow's body is filled with pleasure and shivers at her lover's love for her.

"So wicked and beautiful," he whispers, admiring her beauty. "So perfect," he continues to describe his lover.

She closes her dark eyes to feel the pleasure all over her body, but the moment when her eyes open, they grow big in shock.

"What do you fear?" Scarecrow asked her with his mask on and his deep voice.

A spray of his fear toxin hits her face.

Visions of her deepest fears appear before Shadow's eyes. Her lover's eyes turn red as his Scarecrow face turns into a terrifying demon-like creature with horns — heart's racing and pumping blood throughout her veins.

Screams are heard from the bedroom and beyond the apartment.

After a few minutes of terrified, the witch snaps back into reality. Deep breaths appear out in gasps for air. Sweat drips down on her makeup covered face and hair.

He looks down at her, waiting for a reaction from the fear toxin. At first, he thought it'd be a normal reaction, but when he sees her face, his widen in shock. The mask is taken to see her again to make sure that he sees the real deal. His whole body warms up at sight.

The corners of her lips curl up into a smile, but this smile wasn't like any smile he has seen before. A smile is filled with love as her eyes reflect her love as well. Shadow lifts her hand to the side of his face to caress it.

Jonathan melts at the touch as he grabs her hand and his eyes are closed.

"What did I do to get an amazing girl like you?" he asked to mainly himself, but she answered it.

"Because only I can understand the thrill of scaring," Shadow answers softly, still smiling.

Blue eyes open to see dark eyes.

She smiles more with her eyes closed halfway, making Jonathan blush a little.

They lean into each other for a kiss.

The Scarecrow mobile enters a location that seems so oddly familiar to Shadow. So she's confused and wondering about why they are here. Scarecrow has something in mind for their trip here.

"Where are we, Johnathan?" she asked curiously.

"We are going to meet a couple of people a little bit later, but now our henchmen will be taking our quests to our hideout," he answered with a smile, curling up on his face.

Whenever Shadow sees a smile or smirk on her lover's face while they are out in about, she shows that he has something up his sleeve. And she loves his plans.

Soon they arrived at the empty hideout to get everything ready. Pathetic screams of terror came from a male and a female. They aren't the good screams at all.

Scarecrow has his mask on while Victoria is in Shadow's arms. They look at each other with smirks.

Inside, Shadow sees two unfamiliar figures that have sacks over their heads. Base on their vocal sounds, one is male and one is female. It confuses her because they seem to be quietly familiar.

"Darling?" Scarecrow speaks next to her.

"Do I know these people?" Shadow asked him a little confused.

"We are going to find out," he smirks.

She nods her head. She never has a reason not to trust him.

Their fingers laced together as they head towards to the new guests.

"Screams and begging for mercy won't help you escape," Scarecrow tells them.

The two stop struggling when they hear his voice.

"It will lead you to a path you won't ever forget," Shadow steps in as well.

Two henchmen have two people tied with ropes on the chairs and bags over their heads. The bags are removed to reveal two quietly familiar people to Shadow. One is a male around the age of forty years old with short red hair, dark brown eyes, and average peach colored skin. Next to him is a female in her mid to late thirties with long dark brown/black hair, lightly tanned skin, and black eyes.

Shadow looks at the female before looking at the male. Something about seems oddly familiar to her, but couldn't figure out why. Also, Shadow's wondering why they look like her as well.

Then suddenly, as if it was lightning, she knows who they are.

"Mommy?" she asked the female softly, in shock. "Daddy?" she turns to him.

Mr. and Mrs. Handal are also shocked but also terrified. They hadn't seen their daughter in almost sixteen years when she was five years old.

Her shock soon replaces itself with anger. A glare that reflects the emotion s paints on her heavily makeup face.

"Mr. and Mrs. Handol," Scarecrow speaks in his deep voice, appearing next to Shadow. "So glad that you can join us," he wraps an arm around her shoulders.

"Where are we?!" Mrs. Handol screams out in fear.

"That's none of your concern," he speaks to her. "Now we have business to attend," he says while one of his henchmen holds up a blade on to Mr. Handol's throat. "Let's start with the gorgeous Shadow tell you a few questions for you," he smirks to her.

She smirks back and turning to her parents with a severe look.

"Mommy, Daddy, why you placed in the Asylum when I was younger?" Shadow asked them the one question that has been on her mind for a very long time.

"Because why would we have you as a daughter?!" Mr. Handol yells at her in anger, making his wife scared of his outburst. "You are a little monster to deserves to die!"

"Harry, don't!" his wife pleads with him.

"What?" Shadow asked them in shock.

"No, no, no, sweetie!" Mrs. Handol tries to be the good guy with a smile. "We weren't used to your….your...wonderful personality!" she had trouble figuring out what to say.

But Scarecrow knows better. They have hated her for so long for no reason. He did not like it one bit.

"Shadow, do you want to do this one?" Scarecrow asked her, turning his head to her.

"Will you help me, Scarecrow?" she asked him while looking up to him.

He smirks under his mask and nods his head.

She nods her head as well before turning to her parents.