The Devil's Angel

Wendy

TW: SA

The night was quiet and long
All he could hear was crickets and his desires
He was all alone in his lonely home now...
Though as strange as it was, he never felt more powerful until now
Killing his father gave him all the power that he lost
It was an evil power.
The kind of power that made him wild, the kind he had before he met Angel
Hell's Powers
*He takes a drag from his cigarette and exhales the smoke into the dark blue sky*
He wondered where his newfound temptations would lead him...

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Bill was in his theatre class when he heard the news that Angel was going to stay in the hospital for at least a week
"Ugh are you kidding.. She won't be able to play Tinkerbell like she wanted" Bill thinks to himself
He just wants to whip out his cigarette like he always does 😞
But he couldn't simmer in his sadness, he had a job to do.
And that was revenge

*Bill gets up, looking for Lizbeth*
He spots her in the corner of the room, holding a simple blue dress
"Oh!.. We must have gotten the costumes" he thinks
He walks over to her, this makes her hide her smile
Bill: "How do you like the dress?"
Lizbeth: "I think it's cool... Um did you get your costume yet?"
Bill: "How do we get them?"
Lizbeth: "The teacher will call out your name and hand it to you"
He wondered what his Captain Hook costume would look like.
Would it be too big?
Too small for his tall body?
Just right?
Would the colors be flashy?
It had to look perfect on him
Bill: "Have you... tried yours on yet?" he checks her out

Lizbeth: "No not yet.."
Bill: "Let's go backstage then, hm?"
She hesitates but he places his hand on her back, forcing her to go
they walk to the dressing room
*He finds a couch to sits on, he crosses his legs*
Bill: "Go ahead"
Lizbeth: "Umm are you going to let me change?"
Bill laughs
Bill: "Yeah, am I not letting you?"
Lizbeth: "Well you aren't leaving"
Bill: "I wanna watch you"
he winks
Lizbeth stays there frozen, clinging onto her dress
He understands she might feel "uncomfortable" but Bill could give less of a fuck
Killing his dad made him a lot more powerful and a lot less empathetic

Lizbeth: "Just.. like.. here?.." she asks nervously
Bill: "Just right here baby, try it on for me"

Bill watched her slowly slip off her jeans and take off her shirt
She blushes and tries not to smile (like fucking always) (eager fuck)
Bill is more disappointed than expected, he wasn't attracted to her body before.. but now he's almost disgusted
Her shoulders were broad, with her armpits hanging down with loose fat.  Her cutting scars were visible across her stomach and her legs curved in, making her look like an apple.  
He can't even muster up a compliment for her
Yeah, sadly demons are fatphobic and bodyshame frequently
Bill: "Wow.. You're uhh... You know I'm speechless"

Lizbeth: "Thank you.." she says quietly
He wants to laugh so bad, he never meant that as a compliment..
At least he was talking to some delusional fuck
*She then is about to put on the wendy dress until Bill says*

Bill: "Wait let me see that necklace you were wearing yesterday"
Is this her lucky day?..
She's on cloud 9 now, expecting a nice makeup session
*she slowly moves towards him, in a shy manner*
Bill's gaze lowers, he was so excited to... (Let's just say it wasn't good)
It was worse than killing someone, always leaving his victims traumatized
But it was a demon's favorite pastime
*He holds her necklace*
Tighter...
and tighter...
He then starts to choke her with it
Lizbeth: "Wow you like to go rough-" she nervously laughs in choked up breaths

Bill smirks
Bill: "More than you know...."
He then grazes his hand across her belly in a slow motion
*She looks behind herself, almost confused*
Lizbeth: "Are you going to?.."
*He brings his hands lower and slips them in her panties*
Bill: "Mhm... Even if you don't deserve it... Fat whore" he mumbles
She randomly starts moaning loudly even though he hasn't even started
Bill groans
Bill: "Hell nah bitch, shut up with your wooly mammoth moans, you're annoying the shit out of me"
*He roughly pushes her to the ground, her face crashing against the floor*
Lizbeth: "W-what are you doing to me?" she cries

Bill: "You know that one Nirvana song?..." he winks
Lizbeth: "No..."
Bill: "Ugh fuck, you uncultured pig..."
he rolls his eyes, he can't even have fun with his victims
Bill: "Listen, fattie, after I rape the fuck out of you, I'll kill you"
She gasps, starting to cry, she never thought her life could come to this...
Bill's immediate change in attitude was a complete blindside to her...
She would've never guessed
It was a sad end for Lizbeth
A very unfortunate traumatizing one..
The last words she would hear was...
Bill: "By the way, I'm not doing this for pleasure, you're ugly as fuck... I'm doing it for pain, apologize to Angel first"
She whispers in a shaky voice
Lizbeth: "I-i-... I-.... I-I'm sorry Angel"

He sighs and pulls out his usual weapon, a pocket knife
Bill: "Good.. Now bend your ugly ass over"

Bill's Scrapbook Of Earth
"Lizbeth and I"
FOURTH VICTIM

END OF PART 18