Lies and Spies: Chapter 2

Alya's P.O.V.
Picking a clean torture was easy, getting what you need is hard. But at least, I can do this. I always wanted to do this to the famous A ever since I saw that wretched face of hers.

Right after Fuuka whipped the life out of her, I decided my next. Whoever gave this plan, I loved it. I decided a harmless one for the strong girl, a bath with hot coals.

I readied the hot coals, to be extra hot, II used these in our lunch: barbecue. My lips curled into an evil grin.

"Call in their so called 'hero'." I ordered to the guards. They brought in the young 'innocent' girl in the room, whining with pain from Fuuka's entertainment. They left her in the room, right in front of the coals.

I ripped the gag off. "Don't you ever think of putting a lot of make-up on your face, deerie. You'd never know your last make-up day can be the day you'll keep in mond of what we can do." I said.

"You. Know. That you. Can't. Get away. With this." She breathed. I smiled fake sympathy.

"We'll see that. They say you're brave. Are you brave?" I asked in my British accent. Something I got from my mother.

"Just. Please. No more." She pleaded.

"Why, strong child, you've survived Trial 1, there will be a lot of trials for you." I said as I pushed her into the bath tub. She screamed.

Once she landed a single part on the tub, she screamed in pain. Her blood from her whips were boiling, feeling a bit pitiful, I changed her punishment: Let's see if she's brave enough to get an even higher temp. I turned it up and she screamed.

I laughed evilly. I remembered the order: Keep her alive.

I frowned and let it cool down and set the temp off. "Time for Trial 3, girly. Let's see if you can live." I instructed as they took her away.

"Enjoy." I said patheticly.

"MMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She muffled.