CHAPTER FOUR: A BLAST FROM THE NOT SO DISTANT PAST…
Felicia's eyes fluttered open before she suddenly winced as her body flared up in pain and then she became conscious of the fact that she had a few broken ribs. She licked her dry lips and swallowed, grimacing as the saliva passed through with great difficulty due to how dry her throat was.
She tried to wipe some of the sweat off her brow but almost screamed out in agony as she felt the raw flesh of her wrists rub against metal shackles, which indicated that she had been chained for a while. Her light blue eyes darted about to get a good idea of where exactly she was but even with her better than average eyesight, she couldn't see a thing.
Just as she was about to give up on said venture and go back to wondering how to get out from… wherever she was, a switch was flipped and the room was suddenly illuminated by a single incandescent light bulb which flickered on and off from time to time.
A single figure, male if the broad shoulders were anything to go by, stepped into the room whistling a merry tune which sounded eerily similar to 'incy bitsy spider', only more… sinister.
Felicia shuddered as an overwhelming feeling of foreboding and malice overwhelmed her.
The figure suddenly stopped a few feet shy of her range of sight and stopped his whistling abruptly and then after a few seconds of tense silence he began to hum the same tune and then continued his slow yet methodical walk towards her.
He stepped into her range of sight and she internally wolf (AN: ironic isn't it?) whistled at the handsome specimen in front of her.
The figure raised a brow at her, "Did you just wolf whistle at me?" he deadpanned making her blink at him in surprise, "… at least no out loud" she muttered while she eyed him carefully.
He stared at her for a bit longer before shrugging and walking back into the darkness where he began fiddling with… something.
The silence was back for a few tense seconds before Felicia smirked deviously as she noticed her state of partial undress, "I didn't know that you were into bondage..." she began coyly, "… though all you had to do was ask, I would have agreed, after all it's been a while since I've been with a guy this… bold"
Before she could continue, a yelp escaped her lips as the male was suddenly inches in front of her face, he stared hard at her for a full minute before chuckling and backed away little, far enough so she could see his whole head instead of just his face yet close enough to be intruding on her personal space, and then closing both eyes with a creepy smile on his face.
"Felicia Hardy AKA Black Cat… or was it Cat Woman, Miss Catty? Cat Lady? Whatever it is you were called but your gimmick is creepy enough as it represents one of the two animals I hate the most, the other being snakes, though I hate snakes the most, but that's just irrelevant information from my incessant rambling which I just happen to be doing now…" he sighed and face palmed making the Cat themed thief blink at him in confusion, "… that bunch aside, you and I have a personal… problem. A problem that arose from you stealing the last piece of my mother I have left… while I was taking a walk… in broad day light"
Felicia grinned toothily at him,
"Ohhh, I remember you now, you're the guy I snatched that pretty necklace from earlier on today… well what did you expect, I'm a kleptomaniac" she replied with a nonchalant smirk on her face.
He frowned at her before huffing in irritation and then walking back into the darkness where he continued fiddling with that same something again.
Silence reigned for a few more minutes before Felicia grew bored again and decided to strike up a conversation once more. "Sooo, why am I here again? I know you've gotten your jewelry back, so why am I he..." she was cut off as a metal bucket came flying out of the darkness and struck her hard on the side of her head making her cry out in pain.
Her face contorted into a grimace as she felt blood trickle out of the gash on her fore head.
"You are too fucking cocky for my liking you know that?!" he bellowed from his same position which was out of her range of vision. Suddenly a crow bar came flying out from the same position and struck her in the chest making her wheeze in pain as blood came trickling out of her mouth.
"I was gonna just beat some sense back into ya Joker style for stealing my dead mom's necklace but now I have a better idea! Hang tight and try to enjoy as much sexual stimulation as you can at the moment, cuz when I get back, you won't have the drive to stimulate shit… or anything worth stimulating at that."
On that ominous note he walked out of the room, whistling his merry (and by merry we mean creepy) tune while leaving the light bulb on.
Felicia inhaled sharply as her wounds stung before exhaling once more, "That guy has the weirdest fetishes" she grumbled before smirking smugly, "If he thinks he can wear me down sexually then he's got another thing coming"
In a few minutes, he was back and as he got into the room, he turned on the furnace.
Felicia wasn't aware that there was even a furnace in the small and stuffy room which was most likely a wooden structure from the little she could observe so far, and that was when the warning bells began to go off in her head.
He place something in the furnace to heat and the ringing became louder.
Once he was satisfied with the mysterious items positioning in the fire, he picked up two somethings and began to walk towards her once more.
He came into her range of sight and her breath got caught in her throat as she saw him holding a rusted, yet (crudely) sharp metal pipe in his right hand and yet another metal bucket…
Only that this time the metal bucket wasn't empty, rather it was filled with creeping and crawling insects… lots of creeping and crawling insects, maggots, cockroaches, spiders, crickets, ticks?…
In summary, everything that creeped and crawled on the surface of the earth was present in that bucket.
"I was going to bathe you in acid, but as I was on my way to get that, I just happened to stumble upon these little critters and I couldn't get over how cute they… and I know you think they're cute too and before you ask, don't worry they're all yours…"
Felicia gulped nervously as her skin began to crawl at the irritating sight of insects crawling about, "W… wha… what do you wa..."
"BORING!" he cackled manically and in one deft movement tore off her underwear leaving her woman parts bare.
Before she could gasp in surprise, he shoved the metal pipe, serrated end first, into her vagina making her scream (for the first time) in searing agony as blood spilled out of her womanhood and trailed down her legs before dripping on the wooden floor.
"Ouch..." he muttered with a small wince before his face brightened up immensely and he scrambled back into the darkness where he began to search frantically for something, a few tears escaped from Felicia's eyes as she felt true fear grip her heart for the first time in a long, long time.
"Aha!" he exclaimed gleefully before steeping back into the light with a funnel, "Sorry about that, I just remembered I needed to get something else to get this party started, anywhoooo, sorry for the interruption, but the show continues once more". With that, he shoved the funnel into the open side of the pipe (pushing it deeper in the process) before lifting the bucket of creepy crawlies and then he began to pour it into her vagina…
Itsy bitsy catty, climbed up a tree
Down came Snake and …
"Fuck this, I'm not a poet."
Felicia's eyes watered as she felt them crawl up her womanhood while he on the other hand cackled insanely.
Once he was certain that that area could hold no more, he stopped his deposit in that area before pulling the pipe out with a sickening squelch. Without missing a beat, he went behind her and shoved the pipe into her anus as well before depositing even more insects in there as well cackling all the way as she cried her heart out.
Once he was sure that that area was filled as well, he stopped his deposits and pulled the pipe out as well making more blood spill out of her anus. Wiping some sweat off his brow, he laughed a little, "Well, that was therapeutic… for me at least" he giggled a little, "Okay, okay, jokes aside, I've got a question for ya, have you ever been raped before" his tone went from joking to deathly serious at the question.
All she could do was snivel and sob in pain and discomfort.
Cocking a single brow at her, he spoke again, "I don't speak cry baby, buuut I'll take that as a no, let's fix that shall we?" he walked back once more into the darkness and pulled out the now glowing hot metal which Felicia could now see properly due to the fact that it was glowing red hot that was shaped into the form of a… dildo.
It was a metal dildo.
Her eyes widened and panic seized her as she realized exactly was about to happen, she struggled fervently to escape her shackles, not caring that she was tearing her skin even more. Her efforts were quelled as she felt the red hot metal penetrate her womanhood… she screamed in anguish as it pulled back before slamming in once more.
"I am the Blood Merchant… do well to remember this name and face from this point onwards as I will make it the first face you'll see and the first thought you have whenever you intend to steal again"
Her screams only increased in intensity as she felt it penetrate her anal cavity…
Felicia jolted up with a scream as her eyes darted about in panic, seeing that she was alone in her one room apartment, she broke down into heartbreaking sobs. She would never forget the Blood Merchant or his face… he was the first person to truly break her.
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Percy's eyes snapped open and he lazily rolled them to his side where he saw Natasha sleeping peacefully making him smile fondly. His eyes rolled back to look at the ceiling and he chuckled a little, "Good memories…"
AN: Please tell me you all found this disturbing, I know I did, it feels like bugs are crawling up the wrong end *shudder*. Jokes aside, I told everyone that this Percy has an established reputation through insanity… different levels of insanity, ranging from humorous to outright morbid, and the avengers (Natasha mostly) are sorta pulling him out of it… sikee! Ha!, he loves Natasha no doubt, but it'll take more than that to flush out over 90 years worth of insanity conjured straight from hell.
Next Update: Project X… or maybe THE FLAMES OF WAR… meh.
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