My eyes slit in a squint.
Wherever I'd been taken to, sure possessed a lot of wicked light.
   Then a splash came. My lips quivered as the cold water dripped from my head. My chest was soaked as well, so was my lap.
      "Wake up!"
His scary voice ordered before a glass shuttered to the floor.
Drowsily, I came around, saw nothing around, but old walls. The windows were broken and out of shape. The floor was crusty and dirty. It looked like we were in an abandoned building of the sort.
  
    Then he was there. Seated opposite me on the only other chair apart from the one I was tied on.
His glare was scorching.
His face burning in the glory of the light. From it's heat, it must have been afternoon, or evening.

     "Hey!" Will snapped giving my right cheek a small slap.

  "You ready to talk? Because I have such exciting ways to make you." Said, eyes falling beneath my feet. Snakes. Black slithery snakes that rested on my numb bare feet.
    "One silly move, and they'll bite. Believe me, one bite will feel like a dagger has been drilled in you. And just to be clear, I'll show you."

Lazily, Will reached down and picked one snake. He placed it on my lap, then hissed at it. Reacting to Will's threat, the tube-like creature snapped at my thigh.
  Even with the jeans on, its fangs dug deep like two new knives.

      I groaned under that gag, shot my face to the cracked ceiling as tears squeezed themselves at the corners of my eyes... The pain travelled from my thigh to my chest, and felt like vibrations of endless stings.
   What kind of snake was that?

It took me two entire minutes to recover, before laying eyes on the snake winding its way down to my feet, leaving behind a patch of blood where it had bitten.

      "That felt good, eh?"

I just looked in his eyes.
The monster in him cackled evilly as he stood.
     "Since we're on the same page, mind shortening your torture and tell me where the cursed gem is?"

  Silence!

Will sighed walking around me, his hand was rested on my shoulder, and squeezed. Something cracked, and white pain swirled though my entire body once more. Just that, this one never went away, Will had broken or fractured a bone in my shoulder... And didn't seem to mind about it.
  
    "It'll be fun. I can be both the good, and the bad cop. You only get to play the role of the victim. That's pathetic," he mocked coming in my view.
I was crying, sobbing under the gag... Where was the human William Denver?
    "I'll break you, bone by bone. But you won't die, no. Not till you give me what I want. Then I'll hang tour body from the highest tower in  Black Hills and give the people something to smile about, a fallen Cruise."

He was serious.

  His eyes didn't even blink, not even once.

     As if he hadn't just wounded me, Will sat down, put a thigh on top of the other, and threw those evil eyes on me.
"I have a reputation you know. I squeeze information out of anything. Even a Nataline god. You're too weak, and frail to be of any more fun than I'm getting now."
   He then shrugged leaning his upper body towards me. "Or should I go the sexual torture. I've never tried it, but I'm sure it'll be more fun. Especially how you flaunted that body in the bathroom... Yes, that's bound to be more fun since you're a girl and all that."

I squeezed shut my swollen eyes.

   That was one of those rare instances when I wished a Harry Blue would be around. I hated his guts, but, he had never physically broken me.
        "Agatha!" A snap shot.

I didn't open those globes, though could feel the tears rolling over my flushed cheeks.

   "I'm talking to you girl! Open those eyes and let me know where the old man his it!"

I disobeyed.

A low sigh filled my ears.
    "Fine. Maybe a snake bite will remind you just whom you're dealing with."
It was there, sliding inside my left leg in my jeans.
   My heart iced, my pulse silenced... Then came the worst jolt of pain as two strong fangs dug through my skin.

More tears rolled from the corner of my eyes, my head tilted to the ceiling.
      Will continued throwing threats about how he'd cut off my tongue in bits, or how he'd break all the fingers and toes on me. More snakes bit me all over my body. And I slowly drifted from the pain, into the infinite darkness which was much soothing.

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      When I opened those throbbing eyes the next time, I was sure I was lying on, a bed. There was an icy thing on my forehead. Which I realised was an icepack.
After pushing it off of me, I sat up, ignoring the pain in my shoulder.
         
   The silky cream sheet rolled off of my chest, revealing to me a naked body underneath, with purple double dots almost on every part of my skin.
       I slapped across my eyes.
He'd seen me naked again, probably touched me.

  Of course he touched you, you smell of healing cream all over.
A noise came from another room, drawing my attention to the door next to the closet.
    It immediately swung open, and a large male came through it. His hair was dump, drops of water carelessly over his olive chest which was flavored with an eight-pack on the abdomen.
There were little black hairs at the center of that wide chest, and some close to his groin on the  'V' edges protruding from the white towel wrapped at his waist.

    I had held my breath without noting. Then a voice reminded me that I was naked.

    Quickly, I grabbed the sheet and pressed it over my chest.

That seemed to have Will draw an amused brow.
"What are you even hiding? I undressed you. Which reminds me, I also did bath you. Lord, you wet yourself from the show  yesterday."

   Yesterday!
Not minding me a second longer, Will turned for the closet, and opened it. After a minute, he seemed to find what he wanted, a red T-shirt, black jeans, and a black boxer.
   
   "You're lucky I can't kill you till you tell. Argh! I hate the restrictions so damn much. Why can't I kill you? You're nothing but a human with big gray eyes that cry. Sure you have a nice body and all, which I'd love to torment, but nothing else about you is thrilling. Just a simple girl."
   Finishing his whining, he turned around closing the closet.

His eyes were inky black, no trace of white so ever... The bloodthirsty demon was in control, I could feel it evilness crawling all over William.
    The clothes were dropped, then he flashed to me.

I jerked rolling to the side, but was grabbed by the ankle and pulled. The sheet had fell, and my chest was fully exposed.
         I kicked trying to flee.
A growl shot, followed by a body tugging and pinning me beneath him.
The sheet was torn as he drew it from between us.
   I cried, and thrust more when Will sunk himself between my thighs. His towel had gone loose. Truth be said, he was as much naked as I was, and had lowered himself on me with nothing to shield us.

     His eyes were still corrupted.
"Will! This isn't you! Don't-"
     "Maybe this will have you talking!" He snarled licking my left temple.
I moved my head, trying to escape the assault.
   "Will, please! Remember when we met? You tried to bully me."
The tongue slid down to my cheek, it sent shivers all over my body. Both warning signals, and...delight. I had wanted this, ever since, since we met again. But not with possessed William.

    "I thought you had the most beautiful eyes, and crushed on you secretly... You-" His tongue inside my ear tickled me stupidly. "-you pushed me over the edge. And we ended up liking each other. You liked me Will. Please, snap out of-"
The mouth on my neck cut short my breaths.
    My eyes were wet. My heart drumming wildly.

  "Will?" I whispered hoarsely. A wicked side of me was starting to hop in the game...
I didn't realise that he had long let go of my wrists, till I felt his hands on my back, lifting my body up to meet his solid muscles. My hands, heck, they were already savaging through his wet soft hair.
   I pulled the hair, bringing his face to mine... The eyes, they were... "Will?" I whispered emotionally. He was his normal self.
     I could see the confusion in them. Maybe a memory was coming back.
"Please try to remember!" I begged cupping his face.
     
      The fight was in there, one second his eyes were normal, the next, they were fully black. He was trying to surface.

But it all went down the drain as a sly smirk pulled at the corner of his lips.
"Are you enjoying this, Alex?"
      "Alex? Alex? I'm Agatha!"

He grinned even more.
"You're just pretending. Drop that face. You've been tricking me with it whenever we make love cause you know it's torturous looking at the gray eyes."
    What. Was, happening?

"Are you, alright?"
   He sighed heavenly, a hand crawling down my back.
"Never felt better, Alex. Now shift to your face. You know how this facade weakens me. Feels like I've known that face."
      My hold on his face tightened.

"Will, you do know me. Whatever Alex did to you messed up with your memory. Remember me, please."
     "Shh!" He whispered on my lips. "I still love you regardless of whatever face you prank me with."
His lips brushed over mine lightly. His touches over my body had gone too gentle. Only one thing remained marble hard, whatever was poking my womanhood.
    But no!
I hadn't planned on losing my virginity to Will thinking I'm Alex.

  "Will?" I groaned trying to push him away. The fingers on my back drilled on my skin, yet his mouth never left mine. He deepened the kiss, demanding and taking. I was meant to give in. It felt evilly good.
     And just wanted it to go on.

Will's tongue swirled in my mouth, battling  mine sweetly.
The hands on his face slid between our airtight bodies. They were every bit curious, and wanted to feel that rod that was making my center respond so hotly.
   
     Will's deep moans on my mouth sounded like thunder to me.
They went deeper and more beastly as my right hand curled around the firm hot sword enticing my womanhood.
      There was a pleased growl in the back of his throat. It made me grin with satisfaction.

Slowly, I reached to trace its length. And with each touch, I felt the male on me go rigid. Till our eyes met.
      The confusion was back... Then the bloodthirsty eyes. And him again.
He frowned.

   "Yo-you!"
"Yes. Agatha Will, it's m-"
"Dammit! Why am I getting intimate with you?" He snapped shooting eyes down between us. To the hand curled on him. I saw it with my two bare eyes, and the shock thrilled through me like electricity.
    Any woman would kill to own that package.

      "Hey? You did this. I didn't want to get naked with-"
Fingers snatched my chin. When they started hurting, I revenged by giving his member a sure hard squeeze till he groaned and the eyes almost rolled inside his skull.
    "Dammit you little whore!" Cursed pulling the assaulting hand from down there.

   I felt every way, happy.

"Don't you have any senses. I'm fucking turned on, and you dare do that?" Will roared pushing my head to the pillows harshly.
     "Don't remind me that you're naked and I can pretty well feel how wet you are to have me inside you!"

Wow!

That was...nicely phrased.

The rage in those eyes, ooh, it aroused me double the way I was.
     "You did that to me you witch! You fucked with my brain."

Enough!
I knocked off the hand, noting his weak he actually was.
     "Ow!" Grunted to the numb chin. "You accuse me, you did that to yourself. So you have made love to Alex seeing my face on her? It's a pleasure to know that your damned memory is fighting to recall me."
      
    A stupid groan of protest escaped me when Will withdrew himself from between me. The warmth we'd been sharing was replaced by a coat of cold air.
    Quietly, he wound the towel, but I could clearly see Mr P tenting at the crotch area.

"You will stay right there till I get dressed. Don't dare move!"

        "Oh don't worry. I'm in no rush to escape from you." I snorted pulling the torn sheet over me to my hair.

Will was dressing, heard a zipper once, and a moan of discomfort in the room.