Into the Dark
By CarmesÃ
Prologue
Everything was dark, and cold. Everything was painful.
He was lying on his stomach in a table, shirtless. His limbs were secured with metallic manacles, burning his flesh and weakening him. He couldn't see them, but he sensed more faeries in the room, peering down on him.
A blinding white light bathed his body.
"Do you believe he will survive the bug?" asked an iron sidhe with surgical scrubs.
"I don't think so" answered Virus, former Machina lieutenant "but I think he is strong enough to last more than the others. He'll be really useful." She said the last phrase with a cruel smirk on her lips.
Ash, prince of the Winter court kept silent. He didn't beg or tried to reason with their captors. It was not only his pride that prevented him to say anything when they connected countless little wires to his back; he just knew it will be fruitless. Every single one of the wires was like a red coal digging on his skin. He clenched his jaw, not giving up to the pain.
"Oh you think you are so brave, darling, is that it?" Virus asked, still he didn't make a sound and only offered a murderer glance.
"We are ready to implant the bug" announced the other faerie, still on a business-like voice.
"Allow me to do the honors" said Virus on her high-pitched voice. She had a peculiar syringe on her hands. The lieutenant moved closer to the table and caressed Ash's cheek, making him shift away her touch with disgust.
"Don't worry, Ash, it'll be over sooner that you think."
She suddenly was lost of sight. He bit a lip on anticipation, sensing movement close. Something cold on the back on his head and he froze, then he felt a unbearable sharp pain and something inside his head not only burning, excavating but making all the nerves of his body tremble with pain.
For the first time, Ash allowed himself a pained grunt and he was dead to the world.