~Doomed ~

Beth only had to blink once before he was standing right before her, with her jaw grasp between the palm of his hands, his claws digging into her flesh painfully as he forced her to look into those terrifying demonic eyes of his.

"So harmless and weak. You would really love me to believe that lie won't you?". He snickered, the sound of his laughter just as dark like the color of his eyes.

"Please, I don't know what grudge you have against my bloodline but I have nothing to do with it" She began to explain, totally out of breath.

"Do save your breath because nothing you say or do is going to make me change my mind. I'm going to enjoy tearing you piece by piece, limp by limp until nothing is left then I will leave them for your daddy dearest to find" He paused for a moment, his dark eyes trailing up and down her frail figure as though sizing her up.

"I just have to figure out a more painful way to get it done. You don't deserve an easy death. None of your filthy bloodline does" He growled at her as his grip dropped from her face, her whole body immediately falling into an unstoppable tremble, as she realized just how doomed she really was yet it didn't stop her from begging for her life still.

"Please, don't hurt me" She begged as he grab hold of her hands once again and began to bind them with shackles. Once he was done, he moved to the table where all the torture tools were displayed on and began to shuffle through it, one after the other.

"Please, I'm begging you Asher" she cried even louder but her plea seem to be falling on deaf ears as he continued to search for the perfect tool to use on her.

Beth couldn't stop trembling with utter horror when his hand finally stopped and grab a small dagger before picking it up. He moved the edge over her neck painfully slow before pressing it to her throat promisingly. 

"Do you know the most fragile vein is located around here? It's directly connected to the artery in charge of pumping most of the blood that's being circulated through out the body. One puncture and you will bleed to death" He told her teasingly as he continued to work the knife further before moving it away to stare back at her reaction and it was overly satisfying as the corner of his lip pulled up in a little smile before his expression turned dark yet again.

"You would really like that won't you? For me to give you an easy death and save you the misery and torture but your death won't give me the kind of pleasure a quick death would give you. There are far too many ways this can work. I mean, I could take your body as mine to fuck until the life is totally drain out of you before I cut you into that tiny little piece I promised you earlier and have it deliver to your father" He moved closer and twirl a finger through her hair before pulling at it roughly.

Betty yelp in pain but was immediately silenced with the stink of his blade against her neck. "Shhh, save your breath. No one is going to help you, absolutely no one, Elizabeth" He reminded her with a low chuckle that sounded more like a demonic growl in her ears before he moved behind her, slowly yet menacingly.

Unable to see what he was up to behind her, Beth began to shiver,fresh tears trickling more from her swollen eyes not to mention the throbbing pain in her head from how much tears she have cried already.

"I haven't done anything. You can't do this to me. You can't just abduct someone and hide away in your little community and then plan to do away with them. That's a crime and totally against the law and you know it" She called at him,hoping it sink through that thick skull of his.

Beth almost choked on her tears the moment she felt him so damn close to her that her body almost crawl at the proximity of his body against hers.

"Where was your damn law when your father hunted and emptied all his bullet into my wife's in the woods. Where was your fucking law huh?, maybe you haven't noticed since you are so delusional.  I'm the fucking law around here and yes I can and I will do whatever I dim appropriate with you, Elizabeth" He assured her and more tears flood her eyes, her bottom lips trembling even more with chills running down her spine.

Her father hunted and killed someone and now she is about to pay for his crimes. It's even worst than she thought. Gosh, he really killed a woman.

"But I haven't done anything Asher. You even said it yourself. It was my father not me. Please don't do this me I beg you" She begged even more desperately but the look in his eyes told her, she was definitely wasting her breath.

"It's true you haven't done anything and your innocence is what's going to make it even more fun. You are absolutely perfect being blameless"

In her trouble mind, Betty wished to be suddenly blessed with some super powers so she could teleport herself somewhere else, seeing how psychopathic and demonic Asher really is. There is just no getting him to stop. He was already hell bent on using her as his scapegoat regardless if was guilty or not.

To him, her father's crime was just as much as hers and that's just twisted.

She cried and yelled on top her lungs when she felt his claws brush through the fabric of her clothe at the back before it was ripped from her skin, top to bottom, revealing her bare back to him.

Only a moment of hesitation made her feel as though her bra would be spared from the same fate as her clothe but she thought too quick and wrong too as they were ripped off as well.

"Please, don't, please, I can't" She half begged and began to turn from side to side as though she could avoid whatever fate awaits her from behind. And for a moment, no sound or sudden movement was heard causing her to pause as well. Maybe he suddenly developed a heart and heeded to her plea? Or was he just taking his precious little time.

Beth wasn't exactly sure but nonetheless, she was still dreading the awful silence and then just like that, when she least expected, she felt the swift stink of a whip flying through the air before meeting the bare flesh of her skin over and at the same time drawing blood from it.

Betty gave out a soul chattering scream into the air. The sound of her voice fading and vibrating into the night but that didn't stop him still. In fact, her cry only seem to fuel him even more as he stood spouting a sick little smile while she squirmed to be free of his torture.

Her knees buckle beneath her, totally unable to carry her weight any further as she was left dangling between the floor and middle air.

Her vision blurred as she continued to gasp for air. She could feel her heart trying to burst out of her chest due to how much pain she was feeling but she couldn't let it. Her eyes grew heavy as darkness start to lure her into its arms. Before she could give in to the coldness, she heard his voice breathing down her ears.

"This isn't over yet, Elizabeth".