"Yeah that fucking freak stole my girlfriend."

Raven overheard every single word. It was amusing to him how Matt thought he possessed Amy. Oh no, Raven thought, she would always be his.

Raven walked from behind the wall to see Matt's glaring face.

"Yeah that faggot there."

Over the years Raven had been called everything from faggot to ass licker, not that he cared at the least. Since he did not have some great hard on over women with big tits, he must want men? Not that being gay wasn't right, but he really didn't feel anything towards either sex. But from Matt's words, Raven felt an anger, a pure blood lust he hadn't felt in years. How good it would be to crack his skull and watch him bleed. The sweet sickly smell came over him, then he spoke. " IF you want to live, watch what you say.

"Yeah… go fuck yourself."

Raven merely stared for a moment. He had given him a chance, a choice, and he had forfeited it. Fair enough. He would have to die.

***

"Please, Raven, no!" She grabbed his arms, begging him. " Don't kill him!"

Raven turned to her and watched her cry on her knees. How pathetic she was sometimes. Even so, he didn't like to watch. "I Can't promise that, Amy." HE easily lifted her to her feet and wiped the tears off her face. He was almost becoming something of a human. " Do not feel bad for him. He has forfeited his own life."

Amy closed her eyes. "Please, Raven, you don't have to do this for me."
"I do… more than you know."

***

Perhaps, somehow, Raven might love Amy. She had been loyal to him for over ten years. After he told her of becoming a wrestler, she helped him all she could. They seemed like a brother and sister pair, but he knew that he could never truly be what she wanted of him. Amy was his only confident. Since that night, he had never been alone, and he was afraid to let her leave him.

Now, he sat driving his car with Matt gagged in the trunk. He would've liked to not hurt Amy, but he wanted many things that never happened. HE parked his car near the ocean and went around to open the trunk. Easily lifting Matt out of the trunk, he dropped him onto the sand. "Get up."

Matt crawled on to his feet and Raven pulled off the gag. " What are you doing to do?"
"I warned you. You didn't listen, and now, you pay."

"RAVEN! Wait!"

He barely turned to see Amy run up from her car. "Amy… go home." He didn't want her to see him like this again.

"I can't Raven; you can't do this to yourself."

He kicked out Matt's legs and watched him cry out in pain. " You don't understand; it for your pain."

"It'll ruin you, Raven. Not since Emily… I don't want you to kill again."

"Sorry." He wasn't, but he didn't care and grabbed Matt by the neck and lifted him above his head. " I can't let this bastard hurt you anymore." He easily tossed his body to the side, watching his head smack on rocks and he heard the sickly sound of his neck popping. The blood gushed everywhere and splattered onto his mouth and face.

Amy ran closer to Raven and looked down at Matt's body, his skull cracked and bleeding. She touched Raven, blood smearing and staining her pale fingers. "Raven… you love me." She knew, in his own sick way, he did this to show her… at least she hoped he did.

He shrugged. "It's possible."

She licked the blood off her fingers. "You know… I've always thought you were something else… that you made me feel better than anyway… You were so beautiful all this time… Are you blind? Can't you see that I love you?"

He looked down at her and a ripple of fear attacked him as she walked closer. He had never been with a women and Amy made him nervous.

Amy's arms went around his neck and she pulled him into a brutal kiss, the taste of blood mixing with pure lust. She loved it. So dirty, so wrong. Her inside flipped and it called to her. She loved how naïve he was… but he was so evil too.

His fingers dug into her shoulders, and he felt a sweet satisfaction of making her bleed.

She would treasure each scar, each bruise, each drop of blood he made her give.

Raven moved away from her and walked to the corpse, tossing it into the dark water. " do you like death?"

"It makes me horny." She admitted.

Raven chuckled and they walked back to his car, arm in arm.

"You know, maybe we could get Kane in… a threesome? I've heard he's killed before… kinky, yeah?"

Raven blinked. "Later, Amy… later." He crushed his mouth to hers in a kiss. Damn… if he'd only had known Amy was as sick as him he would've killed more often… Kane…? The thought passed through his head… maybe, just maybe…

A/N: Heh, short but creepy story eh? Anyways, I might continue it… I like evil stuff… more fun, right? This is soooo for Gwen because I know she would love it if she ever got her ass online. Anyways, review and I'll love you! : )