A/N: Hello everyone and welcome back! Thank you for the comments thus far. I truly appreciate them. Rated: "M" gore / adult situations / torture / violence / yaoi

Welcome to Chapter 10 of "The Collector" – A Bargain Gone Wrong

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"You bastard!" Sasori growled, slamming his body into Sai's. The pale teen flew backwards, landing hard against the wall. "I can't believe you'd stoop so low to save yourself." The redhead was seething. Suddenly the door was flung open and two wolves came snarling through. One leapt at Sasori, driving him to the floor face-first. The other plowed into Sai, knocking him on his back, its vicious fangs only inches from the teen's face.

"What's this about Deidara?" Suigetsu drawled, strolling into the room. "That brat died nearly ten years ago." He barely noticed the unconscious girl sprawled near the entrance. Suigetsu lightly stepped over her and continued on.

"Think again," Sai said knowingly, disgusted by the long strips of saliva that hung from the wolf's jowls. Snapping his fingers, Suigetsu recalled the wolf, then bent down to grab Sai's collar and lift him to eye level.

"Don't play games with me," the older man threatened. He remembered the punishment he'd received for losing Deidara back then, and even now, it still haunts him.

"Take a look for yourself," Sai bobbed his head towards the back of the room.

"Sai doesn't know what he's talking about," Sasori cut in hastily from beneath them.

"Shut up," Suigetsu placed a foot onto Sasori's lower back, grinding it hard into the redhead's spine. Sasori winced in pain.

"Sasori knows Deidara best," Sai added.

"Is that so?" the older man quirked a brow. Suigetsu loomed over Sasori. "Call Deidara."
The redhead narrowed his eyes and set his lips into a grim line. "Always the hard way," Suigetsu muttered to himself. He reached down, grabbing a fistful of Sasori's shaggy red hair with one hand, while the other slid the cold blade of a scalpel underneath Sasori's neck. Feeling a quick jab, Sasori felt a warm trickle of blood flow down his throat and drop onto the floor. "I'm not telling you again," Suigetsu pressed.

"Don't hurt him," Deidara said in a deadly tone as he emerged from the shadows. Suigetsu rose slowly, releasing Sasori, and stepped towards the dusty blond.

Quickly, the older man grasped at Deidara's scarf, pulling it away to get a better look at the other man's face. "So it is you. How… quaint." Deidara's resolve weakened slightly, and Suigetsu could see the high level of fear behind those icy orbs. He smirked knowing he still had power over Deidara. Suddenly, his brow furred as he remembered something. Spinning the dusty blond around, he leaned in close to inspect his tied up hands. "Odd. You certainly didn't leave with these," Suigetsu said curiously. Taking the same scalpel that still dripped Sasori's blood, Suigetsu sliced at the sleeves of Deidara's coat. The fabric was shredded until only thin strips remained, but it was enough to see what had happened. Tiny nude-colored wires connected prosthetics to living flesh on both arms. "I'm impressed," he said in awe, "though I'm not sure as to whether that's because I've never seen such craftsmanship before or because someone actually took the time to help you," he snorted the last word. Suigetsu slid his hands up Deidara's back, where he then brought them over the dusty blonde's shoulders, and came in close. "You've certainly grown," he began, "though it's not your height that I'm interested in," he whispered lustfully into Deidara's ear. The blond paled.

"So, is it a deal then?" Sai interjected, his expression filled with annoyance. He hated being overshadowed, especially if that someone was Deidara. The older man sighed, releasing the blond.

"What is it you want?" Suigetsu asked, placing one hand onto his hip.

"I'm looking for a girl that was brought here. Her name is Ino. Show me to her, then let us leave this place, safe and unharmed."

A cruel smile played at the corners of Suigetsu's lips. "Sure. I can help you." He grabbed Deidara by the upper arm, and dragged him towards the door.

"Deidara, don't go with them," Sasori called out desperately. He couldn't understand the loyalty Deidara gave him after the way he'd treated him. If anyone was going to be punished and tormented, it should be him. Deidara could only glance back over his shoulder to see Sasori struggling on the floor before he was shoved outside. Sai was next, while the two wolves brought up the rear. The door immediately closed and was locked behind them.

Deidara halted. "You have what you want. There's no point in harming Sasori or the girl."

"Well now that depends on you," Suigetsu answered vaguely as he entwined his fingers into Deidara's blond locks. "It's longer than it was, but I like it," he murmured. Deidara shifted uncomfortably.

Sai cleared his throat. "Ahem. I upheld my part of the bargain, now hold up yours."

"Of course," Suigetsu smiled wickedly, "shall we then?" The trio took off down the corridor.

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Naruto paced around the room anxiously. "Okay, calm down," he repeated to himself, "it isn't as bad as it seems. He flopped down in the center of the damaged room, staring at a reflection of himself in a dented up medical cabinet. His humanity was still intact, though it was overshadowed by a more feral look. The whiskers on his cheeks were thick and dark, reddish black rabbit-like ears protruded from behind his human ones, and sharp fangs jutted out from his lips. His eyes were blood red, with thin dark pupils, darting anxiously around the room while his long spiky nails clinked nervously against the floor. Dark red fur fluffed around his neck, while more hung from his elbows and the back of his calves. A long, slender tail flicked back and forth from his tailbone. Sighing deeply, Naruto said, "So much for keeping people from thinking I'm a monster."

"I think it's an improvement," Kyuubi smirked.

"Shut up," Naruto growled, switching to all fours.

"Touchy, aren't you? Fine then. I'll see what I can do from the inside," the Kyuubi sulked.

Jumping to the door of his cell, Naruto tore it from its hinges. It clattered to the floor behind him. Not giving it another look, the blond leapt over it and out into the cool hallway. He sniffed deeply, trying to sort out Sasuke's scent from all the other smells that bombarded his sensitive nose. "Got him," Naruto felt overjoyed. "And he's not far." The blond raced down the hall to his left, both eager and yet dreading, to see his friend again.

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"Are you alright?" Ino asked, shaking Sasuke gently by the shoulder. The raven mumbled an acknowledgement and struggled to sit up.

"The rat!" Sasuke said abruptly, his arms crossing in front of his body as he braced for an attack.

"Dead," Ino said, full of relief. "Good riddance too. I guess it couldn't handle the impact." Looking upwards, she was unable to see the ledge that'd fallen from. They'd dropped a long way.

"How are we alive then?" Sasuke asked, lifting a slender brow.

"Well..uh..something cushioned our fall," Ino began. Sasuke could sense the hesitation and nervousness in her voice.

"What are we sitting on?" he asked evenly.

Ino's voice was barely above a whisper. "Bodies. Carved up dead bodies."

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Sasori kicked at the wall in frustration. Deidara had given himself up to ensure his friend's safety. "How foolish," the redhead muttered, "Suigetsu's not letting any of us go." He sulked over to Sakura, who was beginning to regain consciousness.

"Huh? Wha..what happened?" Sakura mumbled, blinking her jade eyes. She quickly got them into focus as she stared up into soft amber orbs. Her face flushed and she felt her body grow warm. "I never realized how incredibly handsome Sasori is," she thought to herself. The redhead leaned in closer. She wetted her lips with her tongue, then parted them into an 'oh' expression.

"The glass," Sasori said abruptly, "the shards. Why didn't I think of it before? Though it'll be tricky trying to pick them up in the first place with our hands tied behind our backs, though I'm sure we can ... is there something wrong Sakura?" he asked, furring his brow.

"Uh..no. I'm good," she stammered out, her face flushing redder with embarrassment. Clearing her throat, she continued, "You were saying about the shards?"

"Ah..yes. We can use them to cut at these ropes." After pricking himself about half a dozen times, Sasori managed to get a good grip on one of the broken shards. He began to move it in a 'sawing' fashion, sliding the piece back and forth. It took longer than he wanted, but he felt the ropes give and his wrists were released. "Finally," he said, rubbing at his sore joints to get the blood flowing again. "Here, turn around, I'll get yours," he motioned to Sakura. She obliged, turning her back to let Sasori work at her own binds. Within minutes, the rope snapped and fell to the floor. Sasori stood and walked over to the door, placing his ear against it, and frowned. "The wolves must be our guards."

"How are we going to get past them?" Sakura asked, dusting herself off and getting to her feet. Sasori wasn't sure as his eyes darted anxiously around the room. His eyes lit up as an idea took hold. Crossing the room, he reached for a jar that contained a human liver. He then pulled it off the shelf and put it on the ground. Sasori began rummaging through his coat pockets until he withdrew a tiny pill case. "What is that?" Sakura asked in curiosity.

"Sedatives," came the curt reply. With a grunt, Sasori unscrewed the lid of the liver jar, and promptly removed the specimen. Using another glass shard, he cut into the organ, placing the pills inside. He then turned his eyes upwards to Sakura. "I heard you were a heavy hitter," he said.

"Cha!" the teen girl replied, pumping her fist.

"Good. Then I need you to punch a hole through the door. It needs to be near the bottom and large enough to fit this liver through." Sakura scrunched her face at the obnoxious smell emitting from the liver. Breathing through her mouth, she turned to face the door. Drawing her fist back, she sent it flying. It smashed through where instructed and sent debris flying into the hallway. The two wolves guarding them scrambled to their feet, their ears twitching, and noses sniffing. Within seconds, they each took in a deep smell of liver and licked their chops as it went sailing by and landed with a soft thud. Both wolves lunged for it, and it was a flurry of claws and teeth as they fought over dinner. Moments later, the commotion from the fighting animals was brought to a halt and silence took over. Sasori nodded to Sakura, who then slammed her other fist into the door; this time, the entire fixture buckled, then exploded outwards. Sasori stepped out through the shattered door with Sakura close behind. They took off at a run in the opposite direction from where they came, leaving the wolves sleeping sounding behind them.

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"How much further?" Sai demanded for the umpteenth time. He was getting annoyed and his hands were losing circulation from being tied behind his back.

Suigetsu rolled his eyes. "Oye. This kid is getting on my nerves. Time to get rid of him," he thought to himself. He halted in front of a large white push door. "Shall we?" he bowed mockingly. "Ino is just inside."

"I'm not a fool," Sai said defensively, "You go in first and I will follow."

"Whatever," Suigetsu shrugged his shoulders and entered the room, dragging Deidara close behind. Sai followed and was greeted by darkness.

"Ino?" the pale teen called out. "Ino!" Hearing a noise directly in front of him, he stumbled deeper into the room. Hope flittered through him for the first time since he began this crazy trip. But as soon as it came, it was dashed, as he was shoved harshly against something hard and ceramic. Gasping for breath, he attempted to stand, but found he was being forced into a sitting position, with his arms being pulled further behind him, and a soft click echoing through his ears. "What the hell?" he snarled.

Suigetsu flicked on a light, revealing nothing more than an average community bathroom. Along one wall were three stalls with matching toilets. Against the other were three porcelain sinks with rectangular mirrors that hung above them. As for Sai, he found himself seated and chained to one of the three urinals that lined the far wall. To make matters worse, the urinal leaked cold water onto his back, soaking through his clothes and giving him a deep chill.

"What are you doing? I thought we had a bargain," Sai struggled against his latest bonds, shooting daggers at Suigetsu with his darkened eyes.

"Ah yes, the bargain," Suigetsu began, walking up to Sai. He bent over, placing his hands onto his hips, "What bargain?" he asked innocently. Then, quick as a flash, he slammed his knee into Sai face, causing the pale teen's head to snap back and bang against the top of the urinal. Sai slumped forward, blood trickling down either side of his head, mixing with the water to form a pinkish liquid that gurgled as it headed down the drain.

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"It's like a trip down memory lane, isn't it, Deidara?" Suigetsu said casually, heading down another corridor. He held the blond out in front of him, pushing him forward as they walked. Deidara kept his icy blue eyes downcast, he didn't need to be reminded. They walked in silence for a while until Suigetsu brought Deidara to a sudden halt. "Home sweet home," the older man mocked. The dusty blond looked up warily, then paled. Room 43 loomed before him. Deidara's body began to shake as he took a few steps backwards, knocking into Suigetsu. "Let's not delay this any longer." Suigetsu breathed in Deidara's scent and found himself aroused. He fumbled for the key inside his pocket and undid the padlock. "Inside," he said impatiently, pushing Deidara into the room.

The dusty blond regained his footing and stood in the center, his darkened eyes surveying the room. Not much had changed. The same thin mattress on a steel frame bed lie off to one side, though it was now covered in a layer of dust. Two leather loops hung lifeless near the top, dry and cracking. The medical lamp that hung above the bed was dull and scratched. There was a small-wheeled cart that sat near the bed, drab and grimy. Looking closer, he could even see the tick marks he'd made over ten years ago, counting the days of his imprisonment. Though the one thing that held his gaze the longest was the large stone that sat on the floor near the base of the bed. Deidara had spent four years of his life chained to that boulder, and he did not want to go back. He began to struggle against the bonds that held his hands behind his back when they suddenly gave way, falling to the ground and pooling at his feet. A soft click was then heard, as the door was quietly shut. Both men stood in total darkness for a moment, until a candle was lit, casting eerie shadows against the windowless walls, and giving red-orange highlights to everything in the room.

The candle moved towards Deidara, and he could see the lusty features etched on Suigetsu's face. "Please don't make me do this," Deidara pleaded.

"Come now," Suigetsu replied, reaching his hand up to cup Deidara's chin between his thumb and middle finger. "If you value your friend's life, you'll do what I say," he threatened. "Sasori, was it? I'm sure Karin could have a lot of fun with him. Maybe even torture him like we did with you…"

Blue eyes met dark purple ones as both men locked gazes. "No. I'll do whatever you say," Deidara replied submissively. "Just leave Sasori alone."

"Such loyalty," Suigetsu began, "is for fools. But there are those like me who benefit from such things," Suigetsu smiled. "Now….take off your clothes," he said greedily. He then backed up a bit, his eyes never leaving Deidara, who had begun to do as instructed. Removing layer after layer of clothing, it wasn't long before the blond found himself standing completely naked in the center of the room. A cold draft passed over Deidara, causing his skin to prickle with goose bumps. He shivered and moved to bring his arms up to warm himself, only to be stopped short by Suigetsu. "Leave your hands at your side. I want to look at you." Deep purple eyes slid over Deidara hungrily. Bringing the candle closer, he couldn't have been more pleased. The candle's flame highlighted the tall, lean frame, and brought out the smooth contours of Deidara's tanned skin. The dusty blond averted his gaze, his cheeks flushing both from shame and anger as he was put on display like a piece of meat. "No longer are you a broken pathetic child," Suigetsu spoke softly, taking a strand of Deidara's blond hair and pushing it back behind his ear. "This Sasori of yours must've taken good care of you all these years." His hand skimmed down Deidara's chest and felt at the scars that covered the blonde's chest. "I remember every one of these," Suigetsu spoke as if in a lost in the past. Deidara stiffened under the scrutiny of his captor. "But these have scabbed over. So I'll make you fresh ones," he sneered, withdrawing a scalpel from his hip pouch and bringing it close to Deidara's face. "I'll be nice. You can pick this time." The blond looked warily at the blade, its sharp-toothed edge reflecting wickedly in the candlelight. "But before we get started," Suigetsu said thoughtfully, tapping the blade against his cheek, "Go over to the stone. The shackles are still there, as you may recall. Put them on then sit on the bed."

Deidara obediently complied, walking along the damp floor and bending down near the stone. Seeing those same chains from before and knowing what life had been like in them caused him to falter. His hands shook as his slid his fingers up and over the metal links, until he found the solid mass of the cuffs at the end. Reluctantly, he slipped them around each ankle, the snap of them closing echoing in his ears. With the rustle of chain links, he sat back on the bed, sending up a thin cloud of dust. "Alright. "Now, I want you to lie back and put your hands above your head and against the wall," Suigetsu commanded. The springs inside the mattress creaked as Deidara shifted his weight and followed orders.

Suigetsu felt himself growing hard in anticipation. Placing the candle and scalpel down hastily on the cart, he then went to work removing his own clothes in a hurried fashion. Suigetsu approached Deidara from the foot of the bed, expertly maneuvering himself under Deidara's legs, his shoulders lifting and supporting the blonde's knees. He wasted no time diving in to bite viciously at the inside of Deidara's tanned muscled thighs with his sharp pointed teeth. One hand he moved to take hold of the blonde's cock, stroking it roughly, getting him ready. Deidara shuddered at Suigetsu's touch. Once he was satisfied with a few preliminaries, Suigetsu took Deidara's stiff arousal into his mouth, covering it with his warm, hot breath. The blond bucked, but the older man took a firm grip on Deidara's hips, keeping him in place. Hungrily, Suigetsu moved up until he hit the hilt of Deidara's shaft, the coarse, curly blond hair tickling his face. He then began to move up and down slowly, his tongue darting and licking over every inch of Deidara's manhood, causing the blond to issue soft moans. Suigetsu looked up briefly, enticed by the tanned throat. "Soon enough," he told himself.

Withdrawing his mouth from Deidara, Suigetsu took the fingers on one hand and began to suck at them, using his saliva to slicken them up. The other hand now had a firm grip on Deidara, pumping him hard while his thumb teased at the sensitive tip. After his fingers had been moistened, he moved them to the blonde's entrance, putting in first one, then two, then three, and finally all four fingers up inside, where they moved in a scissor-like fashion, stretching Deidara to fit Suigetsu's own enlarged cock. "I want to hear you, Deidara," Suigetsu said huskily, making sure not to break his rhythm. The blond trembled at the invasion, but moaned with sweet pleasure, his body arching for more. "That's it," the older man said, "Now say my name." Deidara closed his eyes, finding it hard to concentrate as his body was on such an erotic high. The only word to escape his quivering lips was one Suigetsu didn't want to hear.

"Sasori," Deidara said breathlessly. Suigetsu was shocked and furious. Withdrawing his hands immediately, he dug his nails into the top of Deidara's thighs, dragging them along the tanned skin, leaving pink trails of pain in their wake. Deidara's eyes popped open as he felt a hand slap him sharply across the face.

"Hands at your side, NOW!" Suigetsu snarled. Deidara swallowed hard as sweat broke out along his brow. It was bad enough having a lustful Suigetsu on you, but it was even worse having a lustful and furious one on you. Nervously, Deidara did as he was told, dropping his arms while Suigetsu straddled over him, bending to his knees, and pinning Deidara down. The blond looked up into furious dark eyes. "I'll have you use that mouth of yours in a much more useful way," Suigetsu said savagely. Shifting forward, Suigetsu made his way higher onto Deidara's chest, the sweat from their bodies easing the ascent. His current mood was doing nothing for his enlarged manhood. It was so close to Deidara now that he could see the thick veins pulsing through it and even get a glimpse of the wetness that was starting to seep from the tip.

Deidara cursed, realizing what the older man wanted him to do, then started to squirm.

"If you don't do as you're told, I'll go fuck your friend and kill him right now!"

At that, Deidara cracked, his icy blue eyes glazing over as if in a trance. Little by little, he began to rub his tongue against the large organ, lubing it with his own saliva. Opening his mouth, he let it slide past his soft lips, which let out a quick gasp from Suigetsu. The hot breath on his member sent sparks up through his body. Suigetsu took his hands, entwining them into Deidara's long blond locks and pulled him closer. The blond wavered briefly, feeling the cock's tip rub up against the sensitive area at the back of his throat. He pulled back quickly then began a rhythm of moving up and down the bulky organ. Suigetsu was lavishing in the moment, feeling he was about to climax any minute after such strong stimulation. Deidara felt Suigetsu ready to cum as well and tried to back away. The older man only tightened the grip on the blonde's hair, refusing to let his captive move. Suigetsu let out a moan of pleasure as he shot his seed into Deidara's mouth. The blond felt the hot, sticky liquid pour down into his throat and nearly gagged on it. Suigetsu sighed in elation, then withdrew himself from Deidara. He immediately moved to tilt Deidara's head back and rub at the smooth tanned flesh of the blonde's neck, encouraging him to swallow. The older man reveled in the younger man's anxiety. With a hard gulp, Deidara let the sodden mass slide completely down into his stomach. Suigetsu laughed mockingly, reaching for the candle and scalpel he had set aside earlier.

"Know your place," Suigetsu said as he took Deidara's face into his rough grip. Wielding the scalpel, he pressed down with it onto Deidara's cheek, cutting a sleek line from the corner of his eye down to his mouth. Blood collected, then slid down his face like crimson tears. "Do you honestly think that your friend gives a crap about you," he taunted. "I, on the other hand, find you to be very useful." He then brought the scalpel back up and drove it through the skin on the other cheek, creating a similar line of pain. Suigetsu next took the candle, first taking it to the tips of Deidara's hair and singeing the silky blond ends, then tipping it so the hot wax oozed onto the fresh wounds he'd made on the blonde's face. Just as Deidara was about to cry out, two harsh lips had crashed down onto his own, muffling any cries of pain. Suigetsu had tossed both objects aside quickly and dove hungrily into the tender flesh of Deidara's neck, throat, and shoulders with his lips, teeth, and tongue.

Deidara stared blankly up at the ceiling. Was Suigetsu right? If so, what was the point anymore? He could never go back to Sasori, not after this and all the other times Suigetsu had used and abused his body. Plus, Karin had him as a guinea pig for her experiments, putting him through Hell day in and day out. Those memories had come flooding back to him and he'd never felt more weak, dirty, and ashamed. He had caught the reflection in the corner of his eye of the scalpel sitting on the edge of the cart and figured, why not end it all now? But his mind said otherwise.

Deidara risked a glance down at Suigetsu, only to see his light blue hair now bobbing over his chest. Deidara squirmed as the older man bit down and pulled at one of his taut nipples. Although it hurt, feeling the sharp teeth dig into his sensitive flesh, Deidara found it to be the perfect distraction, seeing that Suigetsu was so engrossed in what he was doing and was oblivious to everything else. The other man's weight had shifted slightly, giving Deidara the use of his arm, which was slowly moving from his side towards the cart. His fingers shook as they strained towards the knife that rested only a few feet away, the sweat on his digits making it difficult to latch onto the surgical tool. "Dammit," he thought bitterly to himself, seeing the knife slide further from him to balance precariously on the edge of the cart.

Coming up for a quick breath of air, Suigetsu was taken by surprise to see not a look of humiliation on Deidara's face, but one of determination. "What the hell?" he uttered, his dark gaze traveling up the blonde's arm to where he made a final lunge for the scalpel. "What do you think you're doing?!"

With a firm grip finally around the knife, Deidara brought his eyes back to lock with Suigetsu's.

"Killing you," Deidara replied coldly. The blond brought the knife up and slammed it into Suigetsu's neck. It sunk into the soft flesh with a sickening sound. Deidara then dragged the blade under and across Suigetsu's chin, causing blood to pour like a waterfall from the gaping wound. The older man gasped for breath, but none would come. His face lost all color, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he slumped forward onto Deidara like a heavy sandbag. The blond could feel a heavy dampness from the blood that spilled forth covering his own neck and chest, matting his hair, and causing the bed to dampen and sag. With a last burst of adrenaline, Deidara heaved the dead man off of him, sending him tumbling over the side and hitting the ground with a hard thud. Warily, he looked over the edge to see the still form of one of the people that had tormented his dreams for over ten years.

A new pool of blood had formed around Suigetsu's neck as the icy fingers of death took hold of his body. Deidara dropped the scalpel as if it were on fire, where it clanged against the floor. He scuttled across the bed and slid off at the foot, the chains clanging along with him.

Reaching for Suigetsu's clothes first, Deidara used them to wipe the excess blood from his face and body. A pair of keys clattered to the floor, skidding to a halt at his bare feet. He bent over, picking them up with great care. He held them in his palm, remembering all the times Suigetsu had teased him with them, keeping them just out of his reach. Then there were the times when the man had used them as a weapon to poke and slice at him. After he stood motionless for a minute staring at the keys, he moved over to his own clothes, putting them on feverishly before unlocking the shackles that bound his ankles. He felt at the slashes in his cheeks, feeling the wetness from the blood that had finally slowed, ironically with the help of the wax. But it stung like hell and he knew something needed to be done about it. He then took his blond locks into his hands, the burnt jagged ends falling between his fingertips. Damn Suigetsu. Before going, Deidara was not one to take any chances so he clicked the shackles around Suigetsu's ankles, locking them tight. He thought he'd take pleasure in seeing the tormentor become the tormented, but it wasn't the same now that the man was dead. He'd have to think things through better when he faced off with Karin. Shrugging back into his warm wool jacket, he stepped silently from the room. Any traces of fear had completely vanished from him as a cold fury took their place. He'd tasted the bitter taste of revenge and was now hungry for more.

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A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you all enjoyed it! Please leave a comment, it makes me happy and keeps me motivated! I really liked how this chapter turned out and I hope you did too!