Wraith looked at Vixen as they drove in her little Honda Civic. They were out in the country west of town. There was no real reason for the drive, other than to get out of town for a little while. Sometimes he liked to get out of the hustle and bustle of the growing city in order to get some space from the rest of society. In spite of how good he was at faking it, he was still very anti-social. He liked to be able to separate himself and relax. He really felt the need for it after seeing Jennifer. She had moved him in a very disturbing way.
He did not know how she had affected him so strongly, but it had rocked him to his core. He needed to hurt her for that. No, he needed Vixen to hurt her for that. He still did not trust himself to get the task done without wavering. At least he knew that he could rely on Vixen. Women had mostly been an unreliable source of betrayal for him. Not Vixen.
He had never been able to have a normal relationship with a female. The closest he had ever come to that was Vixen, and he doubted that anybody would be so bold as to call that normal. Ever since his mother had betrayed him, he had been suspicious of girls as he grew up. It did not help that he was so shy.
Whenever he had been around members of the opposite sex, he had felt like they were judging him, mocking him, and generally looking down on him. He had viewed any girl that was nice to him with suspicion. It was clear that they were trying to set him up for something. Yes, girls were nothing more than a source of pure humiliation.
He had been sixteen the first time he had sex with one of them. She had been a cute girl one year younger than him with braces and freckles. They had been study partners in their high school biology class and he had let his guard down. When he was studying at her house, she had kissed him. One thing led to another and they had ended up naked in bed.
To call it sex might actually have been less than accurate. Wraith had gotten too excited and blown his load upon entry. It was embarrassing. She had laughed at him and told him to get out. The next day at school had been a nightmare. She told everybody that he was a premature ejaculator. Everywhere he went other kids were laughing and pointing at him. Some of the boys would fake having an orgasm in their pants as he walked past. She had ruined him.
It was only a given that she would be the first human that he would kill. He had waited until most of the ribbing and teasing had died down to act. Killing her immediately after his humiliation would have been stupid. Everybody would have pointed the finger right at him. Instead, he had waited until she whored around with her next boy. Apparently he had been more up to the task, for they took a long time at their fornication.
When the boy had left the house, he threw his used condom in the trash can. Wraith had picked it out and entered into the house. Her parents were always gone on one trip or another, so he did not worry about them. He went straight into her room where she was laying naked on her stomach, talking on the phone to one of her friends. She was mentioning how good the boy had been.
This had angered Wraith even more than the humiliation that he had already suffered. It seemed that she did not wait for her sex partner to even get home before she was describing the performance to her friends. No wonder word had travelled so fast about his lack of worthiness. He had stepped in and disconnected the phone jack with one hand and produced his knife with the other.
After he had slit her throat and carved the word whore into her stomach, he had shoved the used condom deep into her vagina. He then plugged the phone back into the wall and hit redial. Changing his voice to match that of the boy who had left, Wraith had told her friend that his performance was his business and she had better keep her damn mouth shut or she would be next. Then he had hung up the phone and gone home.
The next day he heard that the girl had been found dead after her friend had gotten worried and called the police. The friend pointed her finger at the boy that the whore had been with and his semen was found inside her. In spite of his pleadings of innocence, he was arrested. Later, since the boy was old enough to be tried as an adult, he received a life sentence for murder. Wraith had loved that. This was just the first time of many that he framed others for murder. It was nice to kill people, but it was even nicer to see others punished for the crime.
From that point on, Wraith had only had sex with women as he raped and killed them. It was the only way he could keep an erection without losing his load in the opening seconds. Normal sex was out of the question for him. Generally, he had preferred porn to actual contact with women. This way he could look at their bodies and masturbate without having to worry about them judging him or talking about his failures to others. When he did have sex, the girls were too busy dying to compare him to anybody else.
Vixen had changed that for him. Sort of. He still needed to cause her pain in order to maintain his arousal, but since she fed on that, there was no problem for either of them. Vixen never compared him to other lovers because she had never had a man satisfy her need for pain like he had. She never laughed at him. She never made fun of him to other people. Vixen was the only loyal woman he had ever known.
That in itself was enough reason to maintain his fascination with her. She was not the norm. She was chaos and change. If she had fit the status quo for women, he would have killed her the night they met. Instead, she had become his one and only confidant. Eventually he would punish her for getting to close to him, but in the mean time he liked to know that he could rely on her.
"I am in love." He said, breaking the silence.
"I love you too." Vixen said from behind the steering wheel. Wraith reached over and backhanded her across the mouth so hard that she nearly lost control of the car.
"I did not say that I was in love with you." He spat out angrily. "I merely said that I am in love, you stupid bitch."
"You don't love me?" She asked, through split lips. Her pain was obvious and he cherished it.
"No, I hate you. I will break you. I want to see you die." He said. "I am in love with the girlfriend of James Harper. She is exquisite, graceful, and elegant. My heart pounds when I see her and I lose my breath. I hate her for it."
"You love her, but you hate her?" Vixen asked.
"Yes, and that means that she needs to die." Wraith answered.
"Good." Vixen said. "I want her to die. Slowly and painfully."
"She will." Wraith said. "But I do not trust my own heart. If I was going to try to kill her, I might cave in and spare her. That cannot happen. That is why I need you to do it. You hate her now; I can feel it. Use your hatred to make her suffer as much as you want and then kill her. Maybe then you will be ready to offer yourself up for me."
"Yes." Vixen said, licking the blood that was beginning to trickle out of her mouth. "Thank you. I will make her suffer worse than anything she could imagine."
"Tell me every detail of it when you are through." Wraith said. "I want to know it all. Then I will punish you for it. I will make you feel all of the hatred and anger that I have for what you will have done."
"So much that I will die?" Vixen asked eagerly.
"Maybe." Wraith said. "We will have to see."
Vixen smiled as she drove. She could not wait to hurt the woman that had taken Wraith's heart. His heart belonged to her and her alone. This dumb Witch would not get away with stealing it from her. Maybe then she would finally be worthy of killing herself for Wraith. Then he would know how much she loved him.
"Stop the car." Wraith said, reaching into the back seat for his rifle. She pulled over and he got out and levelled it at a black horse that stood by itself in a large pasture. He took deliberate aim at the horse's head and fired. Blood and bone flew out the other side of its head as it fell to the ground. Wraith got back into the car and set the gun back where he had taken it from.
"I have always wanted to do that." He said. "Now let's get back to town. We have plans to discuss."