Tortured Mind and Tortured Soul
She didn't know how long she had been chained to the wall for.
The man hadn't done anything to her yet. She knew her captor was a man because of his scent everywhere. (She's an Animagus...so they can scent people.)
But it seemed familiar, somehow…
Later, he did come to see her.
He carried a knife, one that the light glinted off of as he came towards her. When he spoke, his voice was like a cat's purr. "...I've been waiting so long for this…." Weak as she was, she tried to move away from the man as he reached for her.
He took her jaw in his hand and tilted her head up. "...Yes...you have promise….you are young…" He removed his hand and her head dropped to her chest, which was bare. Then he stepped back and looked at her.
He remembered everything. How she had burned him….so long ago (Read Legend of the Shape-Shifter for info)...he loathed her for that...he still did...so he was happy that he could take his time with her….
The woman had fought him. Therefore, he had taught her a lesson-he had branded her. And then had chained her to the wall, and had withheld food and drink from her.
Now, he had decided to take it a step further…
She awoke on her back, on a metal table. Not even a sheet was covering her, and she was strapped by IronSilver chains. She noticed that she wasn't wearing anything.
She was cold. And starving. In fact, she was beyond starving. But she couldn't do anything about that if she wanted to.
Then the man came back. And he was carrying that knife that he seemed to love.
She could only watch as he raised the arm that had the knife. "...So young….you bear scars...but almost none that you will bear for as long as you live….So...I think that I'll give you some…." He began to laugh then, and seconds later, the knife plunged down…..
No one could hear the screams that came from that room….or anything….