Screaming.

Screaming.

Screaming.

Smoke filled the dimly lit warehouse that was being filled with the screams of a man that seemed to be sounding more feminine the more he screamed. It was most disturbing to certain people, but to a certain couple, it was almost like heaven had been delivered to them on a silver platter. 

"Charlie, please! I beg you! I don't know anything!"

A cruel chuckle was heard in a shadowy corner of the warehouse before a repeating tapping sound was echoing throughout the warehouse. The tapping sound became louder with each passing second, the man, who was bound in a chair had looked around, trying to find the man, but knew that he would not be able to find the person.

"Tom, come on! Don't fucking lie, because then, I am going to have to do a lot more than just cut off a few fingers. So, when is the transport moving!?"

The man shook his head with a groan, he did not know anything, yet he had been kidnapped by these psychotic and obviously unstable bastards! Oh yes, he knew that letting his true thoughts on the matter was nothing short of a death sentence, he knew when to be quiet and when to start talking, right now, it was time to start talking.

"Charlie! I don't know a fucking thing alright!? The Warden ain't tell me shit! Now, tell your bitch to put you back on the leash boy!"

Tom had a rare moment of bravery, the one thing that would be his last moment of bravery with Charlie Pavanno, because there were three things you never did with him, One, never steal his Apple Pie. Two, never insult his friends and family. Only the most important one was never to insult his Bianca, and yet this fuckhead had done just that, something that had gotten his blood boiling to the point that people would be running away at the sheer tension that was just felt. 

Charlie tilted his head, looking thoughtful for a while before his face had lit up with a small smile, almost like he had forgotten the slight that Tom had said against Bianca, only that smile would be short-lived as Charlie swung his bat with such force that it cracked, Tom's face had splinters, his eyes swollen and his face pouring blood like it was a water hose.

"Tom...Tom...Tom, you people never learn and now it's time for you pay for that amount of foolishness that you just showed by insulting the woman that I lust, love, and protect with all my being. So, I am not sorry for what is to happen now!"

Charlie with a savage grin had knelt down and repeatedly punched Tom in the face, never once stopping until his own knuckles were sporting cuts and Tom was lifeless, there was no way that he would be surviving this. Charlie spat on the body before he had the familiar sound of heels hitting the floor, he smirked as he turned around and came face to face with Bianca.

"Well, hello love, how are you?"

Smiling at the love of her life Lee, then grimacing as she looked around at the "mess" Bianca shook her head -slightly dejected that she didn't get to play. 

She walked over to where her Charlie stood with blood stained knuckles and the lifeless body of Tom slumped over sitting in a chair. She felt adrenaline pouring off Charlie in waves, the air smelled of fear, desperation, and lust. The combination causing Bianca to shiver and a teasing smile to brace her lips before transitioning to something else. 

Looking slightly put upon Bianca pouted. "I wanted to play too Lee. We couldn't keep him around for just a bit love?" Taking Charlie's hand in hers, she wanted to know what the combination of his blood and another's tasted like, so she brought his knuckles to her lips, extending the fingers. She ran her fingertips along the digits, memorizing the shape and feel of them beneath her fingertips, remembering how they felt last night upon her skin. Gripping her thighs, sweaty with need and sin. The bruising quality in which they gripped flesh in just the right way. The moan released before she could stop it. Lee's breath released once then twice, she could feel his pulse fluttering against his wrist as she ran her tongue along the scrapes onhis knuckles. She tasted the unique scents of her Lee; a hint of winter, woods, smoke, and french cigars, and the copper taste of blood. Her eyes roamed upward to connect with Lee's. A near ogasmic rush of euphoria eclisped Bianca as their gaze connected. She waited for him to connect them, she was always waiting for his touch. For whatever he chose to give her. He placed his arm around her, bringing their bodies flush before releasing her and running his fingers through Bianca's hair. Gripping the brown tresses tightly he angled her head for his kiss. That's when they heard the distinctive sound of a cough. 

They turned in tandem to the noise, seeing Tom cough then somehow whisper out, "I'll tell you everything, no more." Bianca turned her gaze back to Lee and smiling as though she'd just been given one of life's greatest gifts said, "Love you always somehow manage to give me everything that I could ever desire to want or need."

"That was not meant not meant to be a gift love, he was meant to be dead, but it seems that more fun can be had.."

Charlie looked down into Bianca's eyes, the two became locked in a heated gaze, one would be able to feel the waves of lust that came off the two like heat. It was as if the Violence and their own desire to one another served as an Aphrodisiac. Charlie placed his hand on the slope of her back before he connected their lips together in a sinful kiss that would have many people turning away at the sight, Charlie backed away, knowing that if they were to pursue anymore, they would be having a different kind of fun altogether. 

"Wait, Charlie, I said I would tell you everything! It's not right!"

Charlie was not paying attention as he got a toolbox from a cupboard that seemed to oddly blend in with its surroundings, Charlie finally regarded Tom with a cool look that sent shivers down the spine of the Officer. Charlie had gotten some pliers out from the toolbox, if someone looked closely they would be able to the dried dark red blood that was on them, they were worn and looked like they were used on a regular basis. 

"Well Tommy, you were supposed to be dead, yet it seems that the almighty himself has a plan for you and decrees that you must survive our game. So, I thought, if you have the almighty on your side, why not play some more? Why not teach you the difference between sweet bliss and searing pain."

Tom looked to Bianca, hoping to stop this crazed man, but it seemed that Bianca was too entranced and watched Charlie's movement with reddening cheeks, as she nibbled at her bottom lip. Tom closed his eyes, knowing what was going to happen, but had to prepare himself. He looked up, finding the ever calm face of Charlie looking down at him with an even smile. 

"What is 1000 - 7, Tom?"

Tom looked confused, tilting his head, just as he was about to ask why Charlie was asking this, his screams had once again supplied the warehouse with its ever talented screeching that someone would think was the callsign of a banshee. Charlie had used the pliers to remove a nail off of Tom's finger, his eyes closed with pain, while his mind tried to comfort him or tried to keep him from breaking. 

Once again, Charlie asked.

"What is 1000 - 7?"

This time, knowing what was to come if he didn't, Tom answered. 

"993..."

Charlie looked pleased, before stating.

"Continue, take away 7 again..."

Tom spluttered, his mind still reeling from the effects of his fingernail being ripped off due to the pliers, but his voice found himself, but it was too late, as Charlie yet again removed a fingernail, causing another screech of pain to come from the Officer. Charlie noticed that Tom's blood was still dripping, it was quite calming now.

"Love, do you want a turn?"

Charlie turned around, his eyes holding nothing but lust and love towards the girl, Charlie walked towards Bianca, he knew what he was doing, with each step he got closer to her, he knew he was making her lose her resolve to succumb to the lust that they both felt, but they had business to deal with.

Charlie leaned forward, his lips fanning the earlobe of Bianca as he whispered in such a sinful tone that Lucifer would seem like a true angel before this man...

"Or is little Ms. Garcia not ready to get her hands bloody?"

Cheeks turning a shade darker with lust at the feel of Charlie's lips and tongue against her ear Bianca shivered while watching Tom. Her eyes had glazed over, she looked high or like a woman that had very recently slatted her lust. Fingers twining in Charlie's hair she gripped the strands, "I would very much enjoy getting my hands bloody." Turning she kissed Charlie with an edge of savagery managing to score his lip with her teeth, winking she released him. She let out a small laugh as she walked over to Tom. Picking up the pliers, she watched as officer Tom cowared in fear. She noted he hadn't passed out yet, good, but by the looks of him he didn't have much fight left in him. 

Taking the pliers she placed his thumb in-between then, unable to fight any longer officer Tom lay pliant knowing that whatever he did the end result would still be the same, his death. Turning her head she looked to Charlie smiling she said, "Don't call me little." And on the next breath she snapped his thumb finger. Blood spurted from the missing digit and officer Tom's eyes rolled to the back of his head, he either passed out or died Bianca wasn't quite sure. He was older and he'd already been through a lot, after all a man could only withstand so much pressure. Bianca released a sigh, "I think I may have just killed him." 

"Well isn't that lovely, you may have killed him...might as well make sure."

Charlie stated, walking over, pulling a gun out from its holster, as he fired two shots into the Officer's stomach, making sure that he would not be getting up or suddenly having a gasp of life that would save him again. He turned to face Bianca, making sure that his eyebrows were arched, his eyes holding a small amount of amusement.

"Heh, all this for him calling you...that word, my love, it seems that you need a hold on your anger. Not that I mind, I enjoy it personally, its rather refreshing."

He chuckled, making sure that he continued to look at the woman who had captured his attention for longer than anybody else. His hands reached out, firmly holding onto her shoulder, almost like if he let go, that she would disappear from his sight, but he knew that she wouldn't, they evened out one another. 

"Luckily, I have the keys to his home, that I have no doubt, will yield the results that we are hoping for. Plus, killing him was just for fun, after all, we could have just taken the keys without his knowing and broken in, but, where is the fun in that?"

Charlie let loose a never chuckle, before walking towards the exit, he noticed that his beloved was not following after him, he turned his head, noticing that she was just staring at the body for a while.

"There is much more killing to be done Love, besides, we have to visit our friend, she needs to be out, otherwise, this would have been for nothing besides a rather pleasurable killing spree...actually, it's a win-win!"

He soon heard the fast footsteps of Bianca coming towards him, he smiled, before walking as well. There was a lot to be done, but for now, they just needed to get that prison bus schedule and things would be looking up, with a devious smile, Charlie thought about the infamy that they would gain. It would grant them a lot of attention, but he was certain that people would not know it was them.

'No rest for the wicked it seems.'