Defeat

Chapter 1 Moghedien

AU starting in COS when Lan rescues Nynaeve from the boat.

What if Moghedien went to the boat to see if Nynaeve had survived?

Lan hugged Nynaeve tightly. He loved her with everything he had, and he hated knowing she was ever in any danger. If he had been just one minute later, Nynaeve might be dead. He shivered at the thought of losing her. He would never allow anything bad to happen to her again.

"I knew you would somehow survive." Lan and Nynaeve both turned to where the voice had come from. "Moghedien!" Nynaeve breathed. Lan recognized that name; it was one of the forsaken. "Lan, she has me shielded." He reached for his sword, it would do no good against a forsaken, but he had to try to keep Nynaeve safe. His hand was on the hilt of his sword, but it wouldn't move! He couldn't move. He moved his eyes over to Nynaeve and watched as something he couldn't see hit her and made her fall over. He wanted to run and catch her, but soon darkness found him too.

Lan's eyelids slowly opened and darkness met him. He jumped up from the ground as memory of what had just happened came back to him. Looking around, he saw that he was in a cellar. He walked up to the metal bars in front of him and saw that there were about ten prisons across from his and ten next to his. Torches were lit in between each cell. "Nynaeve" he called out. Where was she? He looked at the cell right across from his and saw a small lifeless form lying on the ground. He wanted to jump through the bars and make sure his mashiara was all right, but he knew he couldn't. He stood looking at her for what seemed like hours before she finally started to stir. He saw her jump up and look around. She walked to the bars in front of her and looked into his face. The fire from the torches framed his face. She tried to keep her worry from showing on her face but she knew she was doing a bad job of it when Lan said "Are you all right my heart?" "Yes Lan I am fine, except for this splitting headache" she said holding her head in her hands. She felt badly about telling him her head was hurting, she knew that would make him even more worried about her. "We must be in Moghedien's dungeon" she said inspecting the rows of cells around them. Lan nodded silently in agreement. Turning, she looked around her cell; in the corner of the small space was an old wooden chair. She sighed and took a seat in the chair; her head was making her dizzy. "Are you all right my heart?" She nodded "I am still blocked; in fact, I can't even feel the source anymore." He noted the worry in her voice "I will find a way to get us out of here, Nynaeve." She smiled, but on the inside she was crying, her head was pounding.

"Mistress, what are your plans for the prisoners?" Moghedien turned around and faced Freya, "It seems as though Nynaeve is in love with that man, and he with her. But I think it would be pointless to torture him with weapons, the most pain and torture for him would be to watch his love being beaten." Freya's lips turned in an evil smile when the door banged open and admitted one of her guards. "Pardon me mistress, but the prisoners are awake." He bowed as the words left his lips. Moghedien turned to Freya "See that my plans get done. But do not lay a finger on the man!" Freya smiled and left the room. Moghedien trusted Freya; she had been in her service for so long Moghedien considered her a friend. She had picked Freya to do the torturing for now because she was stronger than any of her other servants in the power, and she was more brutal. Besides, she had other things to do first. Smiling, she made a gateway away from her home.

Nynaeve jumped from the chair when the sound of a metal door rang through the row of cells. Lan had never sat down, but he was looking in the direction the sounds had originated from. Slowly walking towards them, was a woman in a black dress followed by a dirty jail man. She Pointed to Lan's cell, and the dirty man unlocked it. Lan must be held with the power she thought, because he stood still when the bars were wide open. Nynaeve struggled to hear what the woman said.

Lan grimaced as his cell door was being opened; he was being held in place by air. The woman walked to him slowly with a small evil smile parting her lips. "What is your name?" she said slowly. He just glared at her; surprisingly the woman didn't try to beat him, she just continued talking. "You seem to be very strong" she said mockingly while running her fingers over the muscles in his arms. He growled a low growl in his throat and she smiled. "I do not think my methods of torture would work on a strong man like you, but I know that you love Nynaeve" he tried to break free of his invisible bonds when Nynaeve's name was mentioned; but the bonds held. "I think it would be more torturous for you to watch your love being beaten instead of you." He began to make low angry noises as he tried to move. They were going to make him watch Nynaeve being tortured! He wanted to kill all in his path, his breathing quickened and his heart pounded in his chest. He couldn't let anyone hurt her! But he couldn't move. Freya laughed as the man tried to struggle against his bonds; Moghedien had been right, this was more torturous to him than any beating she could give him. With a low throaty giggle, she walked out of the cell and let the jail man lock it up before releasing the bonds. Lan flew forward against the bars as soon as he could move.

Freya turned to Nynaeve's cell and once again had the jailer unlock the door. "Nynaeve!" the man called from behind her. She looked at Nynaeve; the woman had to know she was going to be beaten, yet she stood as if she were the one in charge! Freya smiled; she would beat that attitude out of her.

Nynaeve watched as the woman talked quietly to Lan; she must have been saying something awful because Lan looked as though he was going to kill her. The woman turned and had the disgusting man open the bars. Nynaeve! Lan's voice called out in anguish. Nynaeve knew immediately what was going to happen to her and they were going to make Lan watch. She didn't want Lan to have to see her that way. She shuddered, the pain in her head had not gone, but she doubted that would be the only pain she would be feeling when this woman left. Well, she thought, if this woman is going to beat me, I will not look like a pup kneeling before its master. She drew herself up as courageously as she had when she was wisdom; she reached up and gripped her braid with nervous shaky hands. The woman chuckled and Nynaeve felt a blow hit her across the jaw. She flew down on the ground with a grunt. Nynaeve got up weakly, I have been in fights with children who hit harder than that she said to herself. She knew this woman was only starting, but she tried to keep her spirits high as long as she could. She was almost on her feet again when a continuous rain of blows struck her entire body. It felt as if she were being beaten by a group of men with bats. She heard her voice cry out in pain several times. Her voice sounded strange in her own ears; had it really been her who made that noise? The hits stopped for a moment and Nynaeve looked up at the woman; the ugly man was standing next to her licking his lips. Nynaeve wanted to hit them both as hard as she could, but she could barely keep her head up on her own. With a moan she laid her head back down on the hard stone floor. She felt air beginning to be wrapped around her as she was set upright. When she was on her feet, the air weaves began to tighten around her body; she thought her eyes must be popping out of her head. Her chest was being pushed in and she couldn't breathe, she began to try to reach air but it was hopeless; she was suffocating! The air was released and Nynaeve fell on the ground gasping and coughing for air. Before she could even breathe for a moment, the woman began hitting her with the power again. Nynaeve moaned loudly, she felt like she was going to lose consciousness. Just before everything went black, the hits stopped; Nynaeve sucked in as much of the cool air in as she could, before the woman would hit her again. Nynaeve's eyes widened as she started to feel warmth around her skin. The warmth quickly turned to heat and then to fire. Nynaeve screamed as loud as she could. She rolled on the ground, there were no real flames surrounding her, but she felt as though she was melting. "Laaaaaaaaan!" she heard herself scream. Just as she thought she would die, the heat went away and she was left gasping and crying on the ground. "I will leave you for now, Nynaeve, but I will be back tomorrow." The woman smiled down at Nynaeve, but she had no fight left in her, thankfully she thought it is over for now. The ugly jail man cleared his throat loudly "Mistress Freya, you promised." The woman, Freya laughed viciously "Yes, Parg, I did and you may do now as we agreed earlier." With that Freya left the dungeon. Nynaeve laid there confused; what had they agreed? Her question was immediately answered as the dirty man removed his belt, and lowered his pants. She screamed "No! NO! Get away from me now!" Parg licked his lips "Quiet down now or I will bring Freya back in here!" Nynaeve was too weak to move or defend herself, so she just screamed as Parg got down next to her.

Lan stood watching as the woman walked into Nynaeve's cell. His heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest. They had known the worst punishment would be watching his mashiara get hurt. He wanted to die when Nynaeve fell to the ground at an invisible blow. Anger rushed through him like a flood, he would kill this woman! Pride swept through him as Nynaeve began to get up after the first hit; his mashiara was strong. He watched as Nynaeve was struck over and over again. He cringed and almost fell every time she would scream; he couldn't help her or save her. He watched as she was flung up by air and nearly suffocated. Laaaaaaaaan! She screamed. He started shaking the bars of his cell as hard as he could, he had to help her. The door didn't budge; and soon Nynaeve was on the ground screaming as if she were on fire. He couldn't keep himself from growling and shaking the bars. Finally, the woman stopped and she walked out of the room, but to Lan's surprise, the jailer stayed in Nynaeve's cell. He wondered what the man was going to do, when the ugly man began to take his trousers off. No! NO! Get away from me now, He heard Nynaeve scream. He wanted to run through the bars and kill the man, but he couldn't. "Don't you touch her! I am warning you, man!" Lan yelled, but the man didn't even look over. The jailer knew Lan could do nothing. Turning to face the other wall he listened as Nynaeve cried and screamed. Anger welled up in him, more anger than he had felt in his entire life. He yelled and hit the stone wall in front of him, he didn't even cringe when his fist hit the wall, he deserved the pain he thought. He kept his back to Nynaeve's cell until he heard the creaking of her door, and the ugly man was walking away with a grin on his face. He growled as the man walked past him. He turned his attention to Nynaeve who was lying still on the ground. He didn't hear any noise coming from her, no crying or screaming, just silence. Her dress was hitched above her knees and was muddy and dirty. He was about to call her name when she turned to her side and began to sick up. He understood why, that man had hurt her in every way. He wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her it was going to be okay, but he couldn't. He watched as she lifted herself up and leaned against the side of her cell. He saw her pull her bruised legs toward her stomach and she started rocking herself slowly while she cried. He felt a tear fall down his cheek. His sweet mashiara needed him, and he couldn't help her.

Nynaeve lay still when Parg got up and left her cell. She felt like so many pieces of her were dead. She wished she was dead. Leaning to her side she emptied her stomach in disgust. She moaned as she lifted herself up against the wall, she pulled her legs toward her ignoring her physical pain. She began to slowly rock herself back and forth trying to calm herself down. She would rather have been beaten for years than have that disgusting man touch her again. She laid her head down on her lap and continued rocking herself back and forth.

I know, horrible chapter, but chapter 2 will be out soon don't worry. Please review and tell me what you thought!