Thread: Atlantic City Sins (LocalFriendlyPsychopath x Poppy) *HIATUS*

RE Atlantic City Sins LocalFriendlyPsychopath x Poppy The first man, the one who had done most of the talking grabbed her hand after she slammed it on the table. He held it there for a moment as his free hand whipped out a knife and stabbed clean through her hand. He put a hand over her mouth and cooed to her, Quite down now, no crying, no screaming, you'll only make this worse. I get it... you won't give him up... that just means you'll have to be part of the point we make, I wish it were another way, but you put your trust in the wrong man... he said to her as he tugged his knife out of her hand and quickly stabbed back into her side. The man who had been knocking things around left as the man twisted the blade. It didn't take long for the workman to come back, holding a massive canister of gas. He began to pour it all over as the guy with the gun pulled out a lighter and lit up a ciggarette. The man next to him sighed, I'm so sorry for ya missy, and I can't... I can NOT let this be... clean, he said to her, It's gotta send a message, and if you were to die too quick... well he wouldn't get the message.. would he? he asked her. The other man with the lighter chuckled as the first one sighed, Don't worry, I'll try to make sure ya aren't hurting too bad... he said as he smashed her head in with something. With that they scooped her up, and took her out to there car as they started her house on fire. Before they left though, they were sure to use the knife that had been through her hand to pin a note to that bastard Jack's door. Once they were in the car it was a short ride out to a small opening in the woods. There, the men waited. If she made any noises they would torture her further. Stabbing her in such a way that she wouldn't bleed to death, or beating her upside the head till she was Silent. After hours and hours that turned to days, she heard another car drive up. A voice came to them that sounded familiar, yet different. A voice she had heard in town, Jack's been back for a day, he ain't comin' to her rescue, which means he doesn't think we're gonna go through with what we said... he said the three men assembled there. A shuffling noise was accompanied by a man coming into her view, though he was hooded enough that it wasn't clear who he was, I'm real sorry doll, you had a good run, but we gotta make a statement, and Jack cares about you, more than anything else... so bad things gotta happen to the things he loves. We can't kill Jack, cause he's useful to us, but we can't let this shit go either, he said, I'm real sorry doll, he said. And with that he fired a few shots from a pistol into her gut. The others walked away as the man made a cross over his chest, 'Rest in peace, I hope you find a better life on the other side, he said softly to her as he dropped a hat. As he walked away one of the men asked what was up with Jack and the old man sighed, He's been home for a day now, he saw the note, he's been pacing back and forth and frettin' and worryin'... he said to him, But he didn't make a god damn move, so we gotta push his hand. Damn shame too, he said. Though he said these things it was hard to tell if she could hear them, what with the bleeding out as her stomach bleed acid into her wounds, causing immense pain. The men left and the sounds of footsteps could be heard once more, getting closer, and closer... and finally, a face, almost human but not quite appeared before her, I can help you, it hissed, I just need your permission. I can save your life, and all you have to do... is get revenge... kill the men who just tried to kill you... kill them and bring there operation crashing down around them in this town... and I'll give you the power to rule the night. You'll be queen of this town, able to do whatever you want, the strange face said to her as she slowly began to fade from existance, Make the choice... Quickly...' it said.