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Flames

The scorching flame from the metallic lighter gave enough light to see the frightened expression on Concetto D'Avanzo's face. He was gagged, and the rough rope around his wrists and ankles burned marks onto his exposed skin. Sweat dripped down his forehead in stringy drops, as he concentrated on the flicker of fire that was nearing his nose.

Arianna laughed, seeing the foolish look on her husband's face. She taunted him some more, waving the blazing light barely an inch from Concetto's skin, before closing the lighter and turning her back on him.

Concetto's usual abusive demeanour was gone; he whimpered like a tiny puppy, and wrestled against the binds that attached him to a wooden chair. Muffled noises, presumably pleas, flew out from his mouth.

"You can't escape," Arianna said, with a hint of tiredness. "You didn't know, but I'm an expert at rope-tying. An assassin has to be. "She turned to face him, breathing in the fright on his face.

She bought out a tiny knife, sharpened and glistening in the dark. Arianna held it against his finger, and drew ruby red beads of blood. She bought it up close, almost admiring the liquid.

Arianna glanced at the antique watch on her wrist, her face wrapped up in disgust.

"Of course, I don't have enough time. Guess a simple death will suffice. "

The look on Concetto's face relaxed, his eyes forming two half moons.

"But, not before I have a little fun. ~"

Arianna smiled blissfully, splashing the contents of a metal jug onto Concetto, as if she was a child, merely watering the plants. A horrid smell filled the air. Once again, she flipped open her lighter, bringing its flame close the puddle of fluid by the leg of the chair. She watched, exhilarated, as flames consumed her husband, the wood only causing a brighter fire.

She swiftly doused the flame with water and sand, keeping Concetto's consciousness intact. He gasped, as the water ran across the burn wounds. The sand slipped between his eyelids, and was sucked up through his nostrils.

Arianna didn't hesitate.

Slit.

Concetto's final breathe escaped his lips.



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Original Characters@Derrick Sullivan
Story@UchihaRikax

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