The prince licked his lips as his blade punctured the membrane between himself and the lovely red liquid inside your body. His breath came out shaky as he ran his finger through the glistening ruby that appeared on you skin.

Your vision blurred as you saw him pick his shinning silver torture insterment back up and your heart beat quickened with panic. You could hardly move, and try as you may couldn't bring yourself out of the pool of your own blood.

The moonlight flashed on the knife through the window, it also flashed on the tear that escaped the corner of your eye as he snickered once more.

He leaned over you tracing the flat edge of the knife over your body. He flipped the instrument over when he reached you stomach and the cold steel bit into your flesh as the man above you drew a crimson line down your abdomen. You whimpered in pain, for it was the only sound your exhausted and bled out body could muster.

Prince the Ripper drug his tongue over the shallow wound. Your body trembled in fear as you caught sight of his eyes, insane. Insane with blood lust. Your breathing went shallow and you breathed out a tiny plea for your life.

The Ripper just smiled, teeth flashing in the full moon as he slashed a shallow cut on your chest, and the another, making and 'X'. You could tell he held no compassion for you, and your life was just a toy to be thrown out with tired of.

Black started to consume your vision when the flat edge of a blade tilted your head up. With a snickered the words floated through your dizzied head, "I'm not finished with you yet, princess, you will not die until I let you."

Belphegor laughed manically as he watched unconsciousness claim you. No he wasn't done with this play thing yet. It was to fun to see you drench in your own blood.