"Get up, Capucine. I'm not done with you."
"You can't...not just like that..."
"I understood something and I'll share it with you, Capuce. In this world anything can be killed very easily. It could be you, it could be me. Dead or alive anything can be eradicated in a single second, Efalis is just a bit smarter than you, apparently. Why even come down to earth? Oh that's right, Goddess of Greed. You thought you were better than me, better than God Himself, better than Efalis and better than Kenza. That because of your ascension, you were free to come back down and hurt everyone, torture us and leave. You found it exciting."
"Why can't I leave?"
"Yael's brand. You will remain here. That, and the fact that Ambroise Ler's angel can disembody herself to envelopp the entire area, making it impossible for you to escape. And now that I have you..."
Nero shot her entire body until he no longer had ammunitions to spare.
"How does it feel, Capu? My little Capucine. My flower covered in blood. I'm tempted, you know. To test the endurance of your new hot body, to test your limits, see how much pain you can go through before you give up completely."
Her white body was saturated with blood splatters, it looked realistic, gore. Like a torture video of five hours, it was a mess. Capucine manages to somewhat stand, and every move she made was carefully observed by Nero who advanced his hand towards her like she did but turning it on one side and the other as she was panicking, suffocating and drowing internally in her own blood.
"This, is what you get. This, is what you deserve, woman. You're mine, now. Mine to do with as I please. If you're happy, it's because it's me. If you suffer, it's because it's me deciding upon it. Now that you're marked for life, even if you somehow go back to your little Paradise with Efalis, I'll still drain your blood and it will rain. I'll make it rain on our lands with your blood and I'll enjoy every waking second of it. I'll bathe in it."
"What are you?!"
"Who am I? Well. To my friends it's Ismael. To Kenza, it is Nero. And to you, it will be Torment. How dare you ask me my name when you decided one for me when you were at your peak? How easy was it for you to call me this or that, as now you are under me, you fail to remember the name. THE NAME IS TORMENT."
Nero kept torturing her as her breath couldn't get out of her throat anymore, she fell forward and spat blood everywhere, nails on the hard cold ground, mouth open. Nero steers his hand more to the right and knowing that he's already dead and being aware of his regenerative capability, he turned his right hand to almost a circle, exploding Capucine's heart.
He kept the body with him on his back, and when unit two arrived, they had to take a minute to process what they were seeing.
"I'm going to need a coffin."
"We have to get back to Kenza right now", Karin suggested.
Back to Kenza, the body of Capucine was envelopped into a white sheet and closed off by a horizontal curtain of some sort, and finally the coffin's main door itself was shut down and buried in a special ritual room in Kenza.
"Grant, Karin, report."
"Yes, Mistress. The two individuals were Lilifa and Gloria. They told us their names and appeared to not be threats of any kind. They warned us that Efalis will be excruciatingly cruel very soon."
"I see, thank you. Nero, I expect a good reason for what you did."
"What I did, Mistress? I took revenge! I did it! I'm free! I can sleep so much better now!"
"Your uniform has a mic. I heard it. You're the only agent that has one, it's for good measure. I understand the reason for it, but I do not condone this type of massacre. This is Kenza, not Followers of Efalis, so next time you want to kill an enemy, snipe it and leave it."
"Yes, Mistress, but I was-"
"There is no but. Yes Mistress is enough. You can leave it there. Dispose, everyone."
"I don't give a damn if she didn't like it because it was too violent or graphic. I loved every second of it, I enjoyed it and what's more, I set the world free of a great threat. Did I even have a choice? I didn't. I had to do it. I had to torture the ever living shit out of her."
Nero slammed the door of his bedroom and caught himself laughing uncontrollably, holding on to his bed on his knees, face on the sheet. Cackling while remembering the whole scene, her face and the expression of terror, fear and regret she had the whole time.
"IT FEELS GOOD TO WIN FOR ONCE. AFTER ALL THOSE YEARS, MY FRIENDS ARE AVENGED AND MY ENEMY IS DESTROYED TO PIECES. I WON. I MANAGED TO WIN. SHE CAN'T COME BACK EVER AGAIN, SHE CAN'T MAKE IT BACK TO EARTH, HER SPIRIT IS GONE TO HELL. Or is it?"
Nero went to the ritual room, lit up the coffin hole with the switch on the side and opened the different latches and the glass window. He took a knee down, two fingers up on the right hand put them down. A quick, harmless fire went up and he closed everything and turned the light off. Came back to his room and went to sleep, realizing he had put a human being to hell by making her suffer as much as possible. During the whole day that he slept, he had a dream where he was in Heaven but all his friends were crying at the person he had become.
"Why are you crying, everyone? I'm here, I've made it!"
"Capucine was lost, Ismael. You had to bring her here. She's afraid and alone in hell right now. Because of you!"
"But she was a monster! She deserved it!"
"You're insane! You were supposed to lead her to the Way of Heaven!"
"Really? You bunch of absolute cowards! Why me? Why should I, of all people, make the sacrifice of leading people in Heaven? Who are you people to tell me what to do with my life? Why is this my responsability? You people make me SICK."