Playing with a Rival

Everything hurts.

Pain flashes through Estellava's body as she wakes up. Everything feels numb and what isn't hurts like hell. Then it all concentrates into blistering agony in her lower back, near her side above her hip, and the back of her head. She's bleeding, a hole torn from above her butt to her belly. And the back of her head is bloody as well, from being smashed in.
The Sister is lying on concrete in her own blood, looking up at the ceiling of a dark, dirty room in some warehouse. Her hands are bound behind her back, held fast by strong leather straps. Her whole damned arms are bound up, belted together from wrist to elbow. There's no way she could break free, and struggling just makes the pain in her head hurt worse, and tears at the bullet wound. Although it does seem to have been wrapped up, a tight binding around the sister's belly.

Other than that strip of cloth, she's completely naked.

A woman hums to herself, and when Estellava looks around, a pretty young thing in a beautiful strapless evening dress is sitting on a crate, one leg crossed over the other as she playfully taps her foot to the tune. She tilts her head, and her earrings glitter in the terrible light of the basement. She looks completely out of place, and she puts her dress to shame with her good looks. She also happens to be fingering the tip of a sharp looking KA-BAR.

"Oh, you're finally awake. I was wondering when I'd get to play with you," she says, a smile on her face. "Do you need me to remind you how you got here? It was quite the bump on the head..."

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"It was this morning, right after your whore went to sleep. See, we know all about the bad things you've done, and Master says that you need to be punished. I saw the crime scene pictures. I got so turned on by some of them, but you know, you can't just go around doing things like that. My Master isn't in town right now, but he gave me permission to punish you for him. I've been wanting to do it so bad...
"So this morning when you were leaving that whore of yours--looking so satisfied with yourself, practically skipping, probably off to run some stupid errand for that little cult she belongs to--I snuck up behind you. I shot you in the kidney. Or maybe it was the liver. I don't really know which, I just know that if you shoot someone there, it hurts. Especially if you bash their skull in with the pistol afterwards. And then I brought you here. So that I could have a little fun punishing you.


"You've been out ever since. I hear that's super bad for you, you know. It isn't like in the movies. You'll probably have brain damage."

The other ghoul slips off of the crate, and walks over to stand above the Sister, looking down on her with a satisfied smile, still idly toying with the combat knife. "Now, how shall we begin?"