A/N: hello! This is the second and last chapter of 'Pure Torture'. Maybe, if I can find a way to keep it going, and I get enough reviews, I'll write another chapter. Maybe.

Disclaimer: I do not own SP :(

The sound of a door creaking open woke him. There were no windows, so he couldn't tell what time of day it was. His daughters corpse had been taken out. Serpine stepped into the room, carrying his wife over his shoulder.

"Special delivery mr. Pleasant," teased Serpine, then threw his wife onto the floor, she grunted on impact.

"Alyssa?" Skulduggery croaked. "Alyssa!" he said louder this time.

His wife groaned and rolled over to face him.

"Skulduggery? Is that you?" her eyes were unfocused and she was shivering.

"Yes darling, I'm here, I'm here. Are you ok? Has he hurt you?"

"Don't worry Skulduggery, we had some... Fun, earlier," Serpine said as he bent down and stroked the back of his hand down Alyssa's face. She flinched at the touch.

"You bastard! Keep your hands off my wife!"

"Skulduggery, I'm so sorry," his wife sobbed, curling into a ball and covering her face.

"No Alyssa, Alyssa! Look at me," she took her arms away from her face. "None of this is your fault," he put as much conviction as he could into his words, but his voice was still weak.

She nodded and her sobs subsided slightly.

"I'm afraid, my dear Alyssa, that is the only comfort you will be getting, because I am going to make this very slow, and very painful for you-"

"Leave me alone you sick freak!" She spat at him, and he reached down and slapped her hard across the face, then slipped the same knife he had used on his daughter out of the waistband of his trousers.

Alyssa's face paled and she started struggling against his tight grip on her arm.

"Don't struggle, you'll just make this worse for yourself," he whispered in her ear, then slowly dragged the blade up her arm.

She screamed as he dragged it up her left arm and down her right. Then he pulled the blade down from between collar bones, down her chest, then plunged the knife into her stomach and her screams got impossibly louder.

"NO! ALYSSA!" Skulduggery screamed as his wife's blood covered the floor.

Serpine pulled out the knife, and left the room with a twisted smile on his face. Skulduggery had tears streaming down his face and was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Skulduggery," his wife said quietly. "Before I die-"

"No!"

"Let me finish dear. Before I die, I want you to tell me one thing."

"Anything my love."

"Our daughter, when she died, was it quick?" She asked, a mixture of hope and grief in her eyes.

"Yes, it was quick," he answered, head lowered.

"Thank you, I love you," she breathed, and then she was gone.

"I love you too," he whispered as more tears ran down his face, and he blacked out again.