what lies beneath [danna]

[DANNA DEVILLE]

Getting the real Jolene and Kirby would not have been a problem. It didn't matter what sort of wards an Auror would have on their homes, Danna had dealt with these kinda of people too many times not to know how to get through. In fact, her sons had been in their home several times the past few weeks. Long enough to gather hair from both Jolene and Kirby to make the Polyjuice Potion. It wasn't as though she cared enough about them for them to live, but she had more use for them alive for now. It would be fun to torture and kill them so much that Galen would become immune to their pain and the loss of them. That way when she really killed them, it wouldn't matter much at first. But men like Galen would feel guilt over the slightest role in anything happening to another person. And the more he thought over his own numbness to the loss of people he cared about, the more it would bother him.

That was, at least, the plan.

Although the potion wouldn't take very long to kick in, they had to make the timing believable for breaking in and kidnapping a small child. About ten minutes later, the door opened and two bodies were shoved down. From the top of the staircase stood Christian and Hailey, wands pointed down at the bodies, holding Imperius over them. They had to make it believable, after all, though they were both bound and gagged. Danna pursed her lips then shook her head. "I said I wanted the wife dead, Christian."

"I apologize, Mother!" he called down to her with a wink.

It complicated matters somewhat, but it was doable. "Jolene" rolled over, to look at Galen with pleading eyes. He could buy that, couldn't he? The terror, the desperation...But she very well couldn't have anything slip up in that pretty face. Stomping hard on the redhead's chest, Danna knelt down, pressing her nail directly into one of her open eyes, shoving down hard. The woman began to scream, squirming to get out of her way, but Danna pressed her knee deeper into her chest, jabbing her finger harder as she pressed the other into the other eye. It wasn't easy, especially with the neck free to move, but eventually she was able to pierce the eyeballs with her nails. Smiling at her handiwork, she wiped her bloodied hands on the woman's pale cheek then stood up.

Next she went to deal with the brat's eyes until mother and child were blind. She followed this up by collaring Kirby then chaining Jolene up, the leash attached to one of the cuffs holding Jolene's wrists. The next several hours were spent ignoring her prisoner in favor of tormenting his loved ones. She removed the gag from Kirby to yank out her teeth with a pair of pliers then ripping out her fingernails and toenails when the child attempted to scratch her. The same treatment was then given to the mother. She whipped them both, flogged them both, caned them, and carved the words for Galen into their flesh. She stripped them both and beat them again, then called down Christian to rape them both orally, vaginally, and anally. She ripped out their hair, broke their bones, strangled them, burned them, branded them, and finally killed Jolene by slitting her throat, forcing Kirby to drink her mother's blood until she vomited, then Imperioed her to force her to lick the floor clean.

Dominic popped his head in to inform her that Sebastian was visiting, the phrase they agreed to use whenever the Polyjuice was close to wearing off. She had another half hour, so she dragged the girl's body to dump in front of Galen, stabbing her repeatedly in the stomach so that she would bled out right before his eyes. Unrecognizable.

Taking a deep breath, Danna grabbed a chair and pulled it up, waiting, watching as life left Kirby then watching for Galen's reaction. The girl died with fifteen minutes to spare, so she lit up a cigarette and waited impatiently. The longer he believed they were gone, the better, but she was so anxious to move on with things. Let him scream, cry, and do whatever he wanted, she wasn't listening. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of a response.

When the change began, it was hard to tell with both of them so beat up. Only when Jolene's body shrank, and Kirby's grew somewhat could you tell. The dead bodies of Xavier and Viola were before the now, wearing the clothing of Jolene and Kirby that Richard had stolen just last night.

"I wouldn't want them to really go through that, would you?" Danna whispered, smirking up at him. "Are you ready to give me a proper answer or not?"

[GALEN CROSS]

Galen's mind was racing, and coming up with nothing. Danna had just ordered his wife and daughter to be killed and tortured, and there was nothing he could do about it. Merlin how he wished for his wand. He was strong enough to do a bit of magic without it, but not in the condition he was in. He had to think fast, but nothing was coming to mind.

Ten minutes felt like ten years to Galen, before a few shadows at the top of the steps tossed down two bodies. Both were moving, and Galen felt his heart jump with both hope and anxiousness. Jolene wasn't dead, something that Danna wasn't all that happy about, but it didn't seem to bother her too much. His precious wife looked pleadingly up at him, and Galen felt a horrible lump in his throat. When Danna pierced his wife and child's eyes with her fingernails, Galen was positive he was going to throw up, but somehow he kept it down. He struggled in vain, the shackles too tight around his wrists and ankles to allow him escape. He only succeeded in bloodying the areas further while Danna went about her business.

She chained Kirby up like a dog and attached the leash to Jolene's shackles. Galen wished more than anything for something to drown out his little girl's screams as her fingernails and toenails were harshly removed, and the same was done to Jolene. Galen watched in horror, sure he cried out or made some sort of sound once in a while, but he really wasn't paying much attention anymore. It killed him to see his family going through all of this. Danna even wrote his name into their skin, before having her filthy spawn make use of them sexually. Galen wanted absolutely nothing more than to have Danna Deville and all of her allies dead.

The torment went on, finally ending for Jolene with a slit throat. Galen watched his wife bleed out, a good amount of the blood forced down Kirby's throat until it all came back up. Danna stabbed her again, again, again, blood flying everywhere and high-pitched screams becoming pathetic wails and small cries. The little girl bled out at his feet, finally breathing her last. By the time it was all over, Galen was shaking, perfectly silent.

Danna just sat there, and Galen was in too much shock to do anything. How could his wife and child be gone before his very eyes? He'd just seen them a few days ago when he'd firecalled, remembered their smiling faces and the well-wishes they gave him. This job was costing him everything he held dear.

He was in too much of a faze to notice the subtle shifting of the bodies until it was nearly over. He blinked once, twice, watching the Polyjuice Potion wearing off of two unknown teenagers. Galen stared, swallowing hard. It had all seemed so real. And if Danna had DNA from them...

Galen looked up at her as she spoke, never more enraged than he was right now. He spit as close to her face as he could. This vile monster, putrid maggot. He wished more than anything that every single one of her children and allies that she'd lost had died by his hand. He could have killed Jesse Mercer a thousand more times, and it wouldn't have been enough. He wanted nothing more than to show Danna and the rest of her stupid lemmings the same fate.

"The whip," he growled. He glared at her, breathing deeply and preparing himself for what was to come. It was the only satisfaction she would get, for the sake of his family. That much he swore on her shit stain lover's grave.

[DANNA DEVILLE]

With all she had done, it was natural he finally give in to her demands, though she wouldn't have been surprised if he remained stubborn. Danna wasn't sure if she was more relieved or disappointed when he finally requested she use the whip. She smiled, uncrossed her legs, then slowly stood up, summoning her favorite whip to her. "Atta boy."

THE END