Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Sorella di coltelli

•Arabella DiStefano•

This is so disappointing. Girls must stick together and now I have to stick a knife through a girls heart for being unfaithful to her sisters and the beliefs she seemed to share when she joined my sisterhood.

"What a fucking waste," I said when I spotted Viktor outside the holding room "she's such a pretty face. Tight muscles you know? She could've been the second in command."

My brother handed me a bronze dagger "I'm the second in command."

A soft chuckle left my mouth "Indeed you are, big brother."

"Indeed I am," he smirked and then opened the door for me. I walked in and there she was chained to the wall, wearing a powder pink bloody dress with about 57 rips which are the result of a kitchen knife. Her body was against the cold concrete wall, Riley's feet didn't touch the floor; the chains kept her up agains the wall in the form of an X.

"Riley," I sighed deeply hiding the dagger behind my back "hello."

She didn't even glance at me "I know you're going to kill me."

"Are you such a big coward that you can't look me in the eye?" I raised an eyebrow as I approached her.

Riley immediately gazed at me "I'm not a coward but you are."

"Why so?" I tilted my head unbothered because I know who I am, she won't get into my head.

"Because you are going to torture me, a fellow woman."

"You're not a woman, you're a murderer," I replied "Magdalene was a good girl, she had a future and you killed her over a fucking dick."

"I saw him first! She's the one who stole him from me!" Riley exclaimed looking into my eyes "a woman who steals her friend's man is no woman!"

"He wasn't your man and Magdalene wasn't just a woman she was your sister," I said "I took you both under my care. What you did hurt me so I'm going to hurt you," I moved my hands to the front of my body "you will suffer as much as you made her suffer or more...more is better," I gazed over my shoulder and saw Viktor signal Salma and Carlos who each approached the traitor with an IV hook, a plastic bag, tube and needle attached to it.

"What is that?" Suddenly she started fighting the chains.

"Ammonia," I replied as I watched Salma and Carlos clean her inner elbows with an alcohol-soaked cotton "it will eat you alive, slowly making its way through your body. This doesn't make me happy, Riley...The last thing I thought I would be doing is hurting you; such vast potential wasted."

"No!" She screamed out as the needles punctured her skin.

"How many stab wounds did you perform, again?" I asked playing with the tip of the dagger "fifty seven?" I gazed at her enraged "no one touches my girls," I approached her and punctured her left lower abdomen, slowly, watching the skin and muscle separate like the red Sea....

This doesn't make me feel powerful, I hold myself accountable of what happened with them; I didn't teach them enough to put each other above anything else. They don't have anyone else but each other and me so if anyone dares to profane the sanctuary I've created I will flood their insides with my rage and vendetta. I drew out the dagger gently and continued the slow process until there were 57 slits on her body.