"I've been looking in the mirror so long that I have come to believe my soul is on the other side" Characters: Elektra; Black Cat; Iron Man? Setting: New York? Content: Violence, much torture, death? For good measure I will throw swearing in too. Summary: Elektra is captured by her former client and tortured. He is very pissed off that she turned on him... he has his next best assassin have fun.
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Elektra fell to her knees, hands under her arms pulling her to her feet roughly and dragging her over to the center of the room.She wasn't supposed to be comfortable here and she knew that. Ropes bound her wrists as she was strung up, feet grazng the floor lightly. Her head was spinning, blood caked over her eye where she had been slashed in the head. It was only through her great skill in control of her own vitals that she kept her bleeding minimal and her pain shoved aside. The small cut on her arm barely seemed like a injury now...it was only the icing on the cake for them.
They grabbed her at the hotel exit, surrounded her and despite her highly skilled ninja abilities she had been outnumbered. Numerous wounds covered her, the leather slashed away and flesh torn and bleeding visible. They knew those things wouldn't kill her...they were only meant to weaken her. He was meant to finish the job...the one that had killed her before. He would take great pleasure in killing her again. She would not be able to get to Matt this time...her body would be destroyed and with it, any chance of returning again.
"Elektra Natchios...assassin extrodinary. Or should I say, traitor?" His voice was the only inkling that he was in the room, he must thave been very upset...normally he doesn't bother showing up for a killing. She glanced up through stick raven strands, catching the pale face...the face of her killer. " You were paid well for the job and yet you let him live...why? He is no different then anyone else you have killed before." The voice was cold and dark in her ears, he was close.
Elektra could only answer with a smirk which lasted only seconds before she was sliced slowly in the arm, blood dribbling from the wound. It would be a long time before she died just because of her control and they knew it...they wanted her to suffer. "A body is a body...yours will do in his place. Good-bye Elektra." The door slammed and she was left alone with her worst nightmare.