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REDEMPTION STORY
CHAPTER 1
The stone floor of the cell felt cool to her fever riddled body, however the pleasantness went un-noticed, because of the pain. Her head throbbed as a trickle of blood ran down her face. The pain in her head was no match for the intense burning pain she felt between her legs. The pigs had, had their way with her once again. This time it was 6 of them, taking turns. Brutalizing her with every thrust. Blood mixed with their seed clung to her legs.
In the beginning, she fought them, then she was able to tune out the beatings and the rape. But as time went on, enduring the same thing day after day, sometimes multiple times a day she gave in to the torture. She would scream even though she knew there would be no answer. No one would come to free her from the agony. No one... Now she just lay there. Beaten. Dying.
Sure there were those who did hear her cries and wanted to help but couldn't. Her men, Theodoras, and the other lost souls who had blindly followed their "Warrior Queen."
Yeah, followed her alright, right to their doom, just like her. At least they were spared the "honor" of being the only female prisoner in this hell hole. She tried to make sense of it all. How did she end up here? Why was her life going to end as a broken, half starved, shell. Who was to blame? Xena? Herself? Fate? Maybe a little of each played their own role in this disaster that was Callisto.
For most of her life she had been consumed with hate and revenge for what Xena had done to her family. After awhile the hate turned to madness. Now? Now it was just numbness. Numbness and death. A breathing death. That's all that was left, just the breath and slow heartbeat. Her goal was for it all to finally stop, no more breath, no more heartbeat. No more pain.
She closed her eyes, hoping death or at the very least sleep, would overtake her. They would be back soon. They always came back for more. The head guard would often tease her with food before he took his turn. Then laugh and take it away after he was finished. She couldn't remember when she ate last. Three days? Four? Then it was only a piece of moldy bread and a taste of dirty water from a puddle on the floor.
Yes, if only death would touch her. Then no more pain. No more...
