Evil is as Evil does....

Sammy saw the twing off anger in his eyes. It seemed very hard to get this guy angry. So she decided to pull the unforgivable curses out. If he was hit by one of these then he would most certainly get hurt. She felt his spell woosh by her side as she vampire speed behind him. "Crucio!!!" Sammy yelled at him, feeling all her anger go into the spell. She knew that if he was hit by that spell he would hit the ground. She vampire ran over to the other side of the room awaiting his next spell, if he decided to throw one at her. She then realized that if she won this fight that he would be the one in pain and she would not, so she lowered her wand enough to still look like she was fighting but enough so that she would get hit with the next spell he aimed at her.

Faylens eyes widen as the spell got him square in the chest. He fell to the ground wincing in pain holding his chest where the spell hit him. The spell took a minute or two to get off but once it was he stayed on the ground. He sighed and struggled to get up using a chair for help and sat down in it. "You cheat." He muttered laying his head on a desk next to him. He slowly raised his wand and sent a chair flying at her. "If you think Im going to kill you, your wrong. I dont kill, yet." He said groaning in pain.

Sammy didn't think that he would throw a chair at her, she moved but not in time, the chair hit her arm and she grabed her arm in pain. Now she was angry, her eyes turned a black color and she stair at the guy in the eyes. All thoughts of wanting to get hurt left her mind. Sammy ran in vampire speed behind him, she thrusted forward and missed him. She landed on the table, she stood back up and pointed her wand right at his tempel. "Move and you die! All I wanted was a fight not to kill you, now I have no choice. You have hurt my arm and made me angry. Unfortunately for you I have been taught by the best on how to kill." Sammy said grabbing the chair next to her and forcing him to sit down. She then made ropes come out of her wand and wrap around him while he sat down. She would torture him as much as she could before killing him. She loved to see the pain and anger in a persons face before they died.


(OOC: I'm sorry if I did any Godmodding. If so just let me know and I will change stuff.))

Faylen sighed quietly as she bounded him up in the chair. "You do have a choice, You could let me leave now and Ill never even speak to you again if need be." He said suggestionly. He showed a little fear in his eyes now but not much. As much as he hated life, as much as he could care less about people, He didnt want to die just yet.

((OOC:Nah is fine I must say though Im not ready for my charrie to die just yet but Ill keep you in mind when I want him dead))

Sammy smiled evily down at him while he sat in the chair and begged for his life. She knew that she had him now. She loved to hear the fear in their voice as they begged for their lives. Like their life was worth living. "Oh shut up you piece of c***! What makes you think that I care if you live or not? What makes you think that never speaking to me again is going to keep me from killing you? You hurt me and you must pay for that. So lets start with some pain, huh? How about that?" Sammy asked him not really looking for an answer to her questions. "Crucio!!" Sammy said letting the effects of that spell where off before starting on another one.

Faylen saw that she wasnt going to let him go and prepared for the worst. Sighing he stuck his chin up and closed his eyes focusing. He felt the affects of the curse she shot at him take affect immediantly. Winceing in pain he felt every part of his body spaz out from the curse. He made a painfully attempt to his wand until he relized he had dropped it when she bounded him up in the chair. He kepted his eyes close waiting for the next curse.

Pleasure wooshed across Samantha's face as she watched him being in pain, the same pain that she felt when her bestfriend left her because of her choices. The same pain that she felt when she heard that her bestfrieds father killed her evil ex-husband. The same pain that she felt when she had to break up with a wonderful guy. But this wasn't helping her to feel better she had to make him hurt more. She pointed her wand down at him. "Sectercempra!!" Sammy yelled, watching the cuts form in his body as the spell took effect. The blood dripping to the floor. Sammy smiled at the blood then licked it right off of his chest. The blood dripped down her throwt and into her stomach, she loved the strength that drinking blood gave her.

Faylen gasped as the cuts apeared on his body "AHHH!!!" He yelled. He gasped as he started losing his blood and watched as vampire girl licked some blood off his chest. This was pobably the most emotion he had shown so far. He felt his limbs start to go numb from blood loss and his dark blue eyes actaully changed to the right color a bright, bright blue.

The boys screaming was like therapy to Sammy, it was soothing and mellowing. But the brightening of the boys eyes made her realize that him dieing now would be bad, so she moved her wand over him healing him just enough so that he wasn't bleading so bad, but he still felt the pain. "Now now, you can't die yet, I'm not done torturing you." Sammy said to him thinking of her next curse to use. The spell forming in her mind, she pointed her wand at him. "Fernunculus!!" Sammy yelled as boils started growing on the boys skin. "Flipendo!! Serpensortia!!" Sammy said pointing the first spell at him and making him flip backwards, then pointing the next spell at the floor and making a snake appear. She would let the snake have at him but not kill him. She would heal him after this.

Faylen moaned and groaned with all she was torturing him with. It was painful and unneccesary he thought. He felt the boils grow onto himand then suddenly saw the ceiling as he was flipped over. He felt his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he became weak and dizzy. The snake she had casted at him didnt bother him much but being as weak as he was did scare him quite a little as he wouldt be able to fight the snake off. "Why must you take all your bottled up anger out on me?" He asked quietly knowing shed hear him no matter how quiet his voice was.