Ch 9
Red as Blood
Emily had been dozing on and off for hours untill the Unsub once again invaded her concrete cell. He entered the room and practically yelled at her.
"Wake up Snow White it's time for fun and games."
Emily suppressed the urge to groan as she watched the man once again walked up to the right side of the bed so the camera was unable to capture and image of his face. He was carrying an ornate hair comb, it was decorated with several blue and white stones as though it was meant to match the dress the Unsub had put her in. The teeth on the comb on the other hand were not pretty they were four inches long and had been filed to very sharp points, this was clearly for the purpose of inflicting pain.
" 'On the second day the Wicked Queen came with poisoned combs' that bitch really like her poison, unfortunately I don't have any poison for you. I don't want you losing consciousness too often so I just have a very sharp comb for you."
When the Unsub had entered the room Emily had raised herself up on her elbows. She wanted to show him she wasn't afraid of him even though it was a lie, but due to her injuries she was only able to rise up that far. He pushed her forcefully back on the bed.
"You don't have to do this I can help you." As she had done the day before she tried to reason with him but again it was to no avail.
"I don't want or need your help Emily I am having a wonderful time." He slapped her in the face with the back of his hand. "Now shut up."
Taking advantage of her disoriented state he grabbed her right arm, pushed the short sleeve of her dress up, and before Emily could prepare herself the Unsub plunged the hair comb into her shoulder. The four teeth of the comb aggressively cut through the muscles in her shoulder and Emily buckled in response to the pain.
To restrain her further the Unsub forcefully pushed on her throat with the forearm of his left arm, this achieved the desired result and forced Emily to remain relatively still. He then extracted the comb from her arm the removal of the comb was more painful then the stabbing and causing Emily to release a loud moan.
He then slowly took the comb and sliced down the whole length of her arm making deep cuts and releasing a great deal of blood as he went along. The whole time Emily could not help but attempt to fight him off with her left arm.
This only caused the Unsub to apply more pressure to her throat until she finally stopped fighting him and simply groaned in pain. The more that Emily suffered the larger the grin on the Unsubs face grew, he was enjoying seeing her in pain and he smile at the knowledge that there was much more pain to come.
He quickly wasted no time in switching to the other side of her body placing the combs in his left hand and his right arm was now pressed against her wind pipe. He repeated the process to her left arm, first plunging the comb in her arm and then slicing the whole length of her arm. The Unsub was right handed which gave him less control with the comb in his left hand; this caused him to slice deeper and resulted in ever more pain.
Emily could no longer contain her screams of pain as the Unsub preformed these tasks. He was careful not to slice any major veins in her arm he didn't want her to bleed out and die before he was done playing with her.
Emily could not help but wither from the pain and the desire to get away from him. Little did she know that the situation was about to get much worse. The Unsub threw up her skirt, to do so he was forced to remove his arm from her throat and Emily took full advantage.
She was tired of this guy beating her and using her as his personal doll. And even though it hurt like hell she viciously began to scratch the man's face and eyes. Unfortunately she had barely made contact with his face when the Unsub slammed his hand into her ribs forcing her back down on the bed. The flashing pain from her broken ribs immobilized her forcing the air out of her lungs.
The Unsub then proceeded to stab the comb into her left thigh and then began to slice down her inner thigh. Emily screamed though through the pain she was able to kick him with her right foot. She felt a wave of victory for managing to hit him but it was short lived because in retaliation he plunged the comb into her right thigh pushing it as deeply as the comb would go, a much deeper cut than he any of the other cuts. He was angry when she hit him but her screams of pain put a sickening grin back on his face. He then slice down her right inner thigh, all of this extracting more screams and moans from Emily.
He stopped at the knee on both legs again not wanting to hit a vein, he wanted her to stay awake as much as possible. Besides the sedatives he didn't want any drugs in her system he wanted her weak but as alert as possible. Once he was finished he put her skirt back down that sickening smile still plastered on his face.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to him. "Now let us put this where it belongs." He proceeded to run the bloody comb through her hair, inflicting shallow cuts in her scalp as he went along, finally he used it to pull back some of her hair leaving it positioned on the left side of her head. He let her fall back on the bed.
"You have a lot of fight in you Emily I like that but tomorrow you will die and all your fight will be done. And not even your friends can save you." He said pointing at the camera behind him. "It must be eating them alive knowing they can't find me, can't save, all they can do is watch. You better say goodbye while you can."
He then grabbed an apple and threw it into her hand. "Now eat a god damn apple." He began to walk away but stopped and turned around once he was on the other side of the bed. Emily couldn't see him but she could still sense his presence nearby. "Who's the fairest of them all?" He asked and then turned to leave.
"They are going to stop you—you bastard sooner or later they will beat you." She growled at him. He stood therefore a moment then looked at the camera and gave it a devilish smile as if daring the team to stop him. He then quickly turned and left slamming the door behind him.
A/N Several people have expressed concern but I promise there will be a happy ending Hotch and Emily have to go through a little bit more before we get there though. Thanks again for reading I hope you enjoy the chapter.
