i storm into the room where that guy is.
i grab a knife from the torture table and walk towards him.
i point the knife towards him to make him look at me.
it works and his eyes met mine.
"what else do you know?" i ask.
i hear footsteps and as i turn my head i see River.
"Darlin- i just want to ask a couple of questions no more." i say and i turn my head back to the guy.
"well?" i ask.
he just looks away.
"oh and no you talk not much huh?" i say.
"you talked to much didn't you." i say.
"what else do you know?! something about Cavak or alex?" i ask him pointing the knife closer to his face.
"if i tell you their gonna kill me." he says.
i hear River chuckle behind me.
"your such a dumbass you have the most powerful woman in front of you. if she doesn't kill you she will hunt you until your killed by her." river says.
i smirk at the guy who just looks at me a bit strange.
"so? you gonna talk or do you want this knife in your leg?" i ask.
he doesn't answer or either look at me.
i just shrug and hold the knife tighter and stab the guy in his leg.
the guy groans loudly
"i'm not gonna ask another time." i say.
he still doesn't answer.
i grab the knife and twist it.
the guy screams in pain now.
"still nothing?" i ask the guy he just looks at me without emotions.
i just nod my head and walk to the torture table.
River holds me another knife and i take it
i immediately stab the knife into his other leg and he screams in pain.
still no words.
i sigh and walk back to the table.
"okay fine you'll get the worst then." i say as i grab the biggest and sharpest knife.
i walk back to him and grab his hand and lay it on the leaning of the chair and hold the knife against one finger and look at him.
"this is your last change." i say.
he doesn't say anything.
"big mistake." i say and cut one of his fingers of and he screams loudly.
"still a no?" i say.
i hold the knife to his other finger.
"okay okay fine." the guy says breathing heavenly.
"i know where Cavak and alex are." he says.
"so where are they." i ask holding the knife stol against his fingers.
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Tired of fighting
Action*NOT FINISHED* I'm tired of fighting...... AMORA!" My uncle yells while i'm trying to open my eyes. I'm sitting in a the corner of the house with head in between my legs like a ball. He is beating me up. I'm feeling pain everywhere. He is kicking m...
