Castiel stood on the other side of the bullet proof glass that separated him from all of Maximus's thugs who were imprisoned for attempted murder, robbery, and any other crimes Maximus told them to commit over the years.
"Gentlemen, I am prepared to do business with you. I will pay everyone's bail but you all work for me now. I do things different that Maximus did and obviously you will not be paid as much because I am holding grudges for the shit you helped him do to me."
They all exchanged looks before one of them spoke.
"Keep talkin'."
"Alright. One job. You all owe me one job. I want you to give the target hell."
Castiel looked over to the guard he'd bribed to keep quiet about what he was about to hear.
"I want the bitch dead. I don't care what you do to her. I just want her to suffer for the last HOUR of her life. Are you in or out?"
Once again they exchanged looks.
"When do we start?"
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The woman walked from her office at Sweet Amoris Live to the elevator. It seemed like the ride down was the most peaceful part of her day. She sighed and stepped out into the darkness of night, beginning her journey to her minivan. She started to hear footsteps and turned around.
"Who's there?"
No reply. She nervously increased her pace as she hurried back to her van. She made it and started to fiddle with her keys before finally getting them into the lock.
Finally in, she closed and locked the door before cranking up her van.
CLICK!
Someone was behind her with a gun to the back of her head.
"Keep your hands on the wheel. Don't scream."
"Who are you?!"
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
She jumped when she realized someone else was standing next to her car tapping on the window. He gestured for her to lower the window. The man in the back jabbed her head with the gun.
"Roll the window down, bitch."
She nervously did so, her eyes widening in terror when the man smiled at her.
"Open the door sweetheart."
Once again the man in the backseat jabbed her head, this time more forcefully. She opened the door and stepped out of her car. The man who'd been standing by pressed his body up against hers, pinning her against the car while the man in the back seat scooted across, coming out the other side of the car. The man leaned in close as if he was about to kiss her before she turned her head away.
"Aww. Come on, baby. Don't be like that."
He roughly grabbed her face, earning a yelp from the woman, before pulling her so they were looking into each other's eyes.
"Give me a kiss, sweetheart."
She slapped the man. He held his face and laughed for a second before slamming her up against the car and pulling up her skirt.
"Get away from me!"
She tried to fight her way out of his grip, but it was no use. The man with the gun held her arms as the other man ripped off her skirt, revealing her underwear.
"Pink. Never would have guessed you were the type of woman to wear pink lace underwear."
"Let me go!"
"Aww, are you too good to have a little fun with us?"
She kicked him in the crotch and tried to run, but the man with the gun threw her back against the car so she faced away from them. He held her down as she screamed.
"Please! I'll pay you! Just let me go!"
The men began to laugh.
"It's pretty funny you said that."
"Wha-OOF!"
One of them hit her on the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.
She woke up nearly an hour later, tied down to a bed. Her shirt was still on, but she was completely nude from the waist down.
"What is this?!"
She started to wiggle around in her restraints when she felt someone grab her leg.
"Shh. It's about time you woke up. You missed all the fun."
"What?"
The man slid his fingers into her opening before pulling them out and rubbing them together in front of her eyes. A sticky, wet substance filled her crevice, leaving a puddle between her legs. She started to cry when she realized what had happened.
"Let me go…please…"
"Ohohoh…we're not done with you yet, sweetheart."
Out in the hallway, two men were talking.
"You ready to go deal with her?"
"Yeah…what does she look liked. Just give me a warning. Like, one to ten?"
"I'd give her a five."
"Damn…well, I can work with a five."
"Get in there, man!"
"Shh…stop fighting, baby. You're gonna like what you have coming."
"Please!"
The door opened and the man from the hallway stepped in. He smiled when he saw the trembling woman trying to get out of her restraints.
"Hang on."
She froze, shutting her eyes in panic when he crawled on top of her. He gave the restraints a tug, tightening them on her already, bleeding wrists, before moving back down to kiss her lips.
"Ach!"
She bit his tongue before trying to violently kick him away. He tasted the salty blood that ran throughout his mouth before smiling at her.
"Feisty. I like 'em like that."
"Get off of me!"
"See, girl and guys have told me that. I did time because I didn't know what it meant. Now I do but unfortunately for you, I hear you're a real bitch and we-"
He gestured to himself and the men around him.
"-have been told to deal with you."
"Who are you?!"
"Call me Ethan."
(DUN! DUN! DUN!)
The woman violently shoved out into the hallway, weeping when she hit the wall. They'd been violating her for well over six hours with no signs of slowing down. She jumped to her feet, wiping her eyes before walking up the hall to the next room. They'd told her to stop at each room if she wanted to leave, and that was exactly what she was going to do. The blood continued to run down her legs, leaving a trail behind her as she walked to the next door. Before she could open it, it flew open and two men yanked her inside. Immediately she was tied to a post by her arms and legs and the men walked over to a nearby furnace.
She looked over just as they pulled iron in the shape of the words "whore" and "bitch" from the flame. They approached her, smiling.
"Be still. If you fight it, we'll throw water on you and do it again."
She froze before begging them to stop what they were about to do.
"Aaah!"
The white hot metal burned black marks into her skin, leaving their insults as souveniers. The men continued to burn her, but after the third one, she put up a fight. One of them threw a bucket of ice cold water onto her flesh, sending her into a small stage of shock in the hot room.
"Turn her around. We're supposed to get the front too."
She was untied and reversed so her arms were tied behind her.
TSS!
She was burned on her front. The words stretched from her stomach to the center of her thighs and everything in that region. She screamed and cried, begging for mercy until she was sent to the final room.
It was pitch black in this room.
"Hello? OOF!"
A heavy blow landed on her face, smashing her jaw and knocking out nearly half her teeth. She hit the ground before three more blows connected with her face. A quick, hard kick to the stomach knocked the air out of her and she laid still gasping for it when her head was slammed to the ground. A light flashed and she realized two men were beating her down. One repeatedly punched her in the face while the other stomped and kicked her. They beat her to within an inch of her life before the lights cut on and she saw a tall man with long, black hair standing over her between the two men who'd beaten her.
"You're-"
Castiel smiled.
"See you in hell, Peggy."
She screamed before the last man delivered a crushing blow, smashing her skull in with a pipe.
I had to get revenge on Peggy! Thanks for reading and supporting and shiz! There will most likely be another story. Probably not drama. I'm really good at humor so…yeah… Anyways. The epilogue is coming to a computer near you …soon…I promise it will be more comic relief. Till then, know I love you all :D I swear every time I get a review or a new favorite or follow I feel like I'm standing on a stage in front of a crowd and I just want to drop the microphone and walk out with peace signs in the air like a badass. You all rule!
