m-To Catch a Thief
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The thief stilled, the threat clearly understood. Amy smiled viciously, knowing that he wouldn't move for as long as she wished. If he did anything she didn't like, she would kill him. If she grew bored, she would kill him. If she felt like it, she would kill him. There was nothing he could do but obey her and hope that she decided to let him live, satisfied enough with his cries of pain to let him go, knowing that he would spread her reputation. He would be her carrier, bearing her message to the others. Amy Sunders was not someone to steal from. A whine slipped from him, a delicious noise just easing itself out. That was so beautiful. Feeling him shiver Amy grinned, whipping back her hand to lash across his face and slice him across.

Amy paused as he lifted his head, neck exposed as he begged for his life to be spared. Already? How pathetic. She hadn't even started yet. Well, at least she could entertain herself with his screams, even if she couldn't look forward to breaking him apart. A claw ran along his neck, feeling his jugular, knowing a single dip into it would kill him. So close. Sharply she dug her claw in, a parallel line right beside the throbbing vein. Muscle was exposed, so tender and fresh. She grinned, backing off slightly and turning to plunge her hand into his arm, a hard shove through the flesh to fit her hand inside, grasping at what was inside.


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