Chapter 2: Tortured Existance

(screams of a human)"And that concludes our demonstration. Any questions?"

Varimathras

Nokami couldn't help but groan when she came to. She was sore and hurt in so many places that she really didn't want to think about it. Being in shackles with her arms pulled over her head wasn't helping either.

"Ah you are awake at last." Said an annoyingly cheerful voice.

Cracking her eyes slowly open Nokami found herself staring at a succubi. The demon didn't look any different then any other succubus she'd seen but there was a slight swagger to her walk that made Nokami think officer.

This was going to suck.

"Lord Illidan is sorry he won't get to torture you himself. He's busy repairing all the damage you and your little friends did. So he has tasked me with making you scream loud enough for him to hear it and make him grin. We're going to have so much fun and..."

The succubus chatted on like a teenage girl gossiping to her friends. Nokami snorted as the demon perused a selection of nasty looking devices that the hunter really didn't want to know what they did. One thought circled in Nokami's brain.

They wanted her to scream?

She could've laughed at them all. She'd settle for making the lot of them scream in frustration though. She had a few tricks up her sleeves they couldn't possibly guess.


A week later Illidan was curious of why he hadn't heard night elf screams.

So he went to check on his guest.

To be honest he was worried that the demon he'd assigned to her would ignore his order and kill her. That succubus had a temper, specially when people proved stubborn.

Illidan suspected that was why she was standing in the hall when he approached. She was hissing out a large string of demonic curses.

"You had best not be cursing about my guest being dead." Illidan growled out.

"Oh Lord Illidan." The female demon said with a bow. "No, she's quite alive. I was...letting her rest. No problems at all."

"If there was no problems at all then I'd be hearing screams from her by now."

"Oh that, well..." Illidan's eyes narrowed a bit as she shifted her weight from hoof to hoof. He could tell she was greatly annoyed about their guest and it probably had to do with the lack of screaming as well.

"She's surprisingly resistant to my tortures. Her skin for one is covered with tough old scars..."

"She's one of those adventuring types of course she's got scars." He growled. He didn't know this succubus was so stupid.

"That's not the worst of it. She completely ignores me!" She hissed.

Illidan frowned. "Ignores you?"

"Yes!" The succubus hissed in agitation. "When I come in she just gives this little sigh and closes her eyes. She doesn't so much as twitch while I have my way with her! It's like she's no longer in her body at all."

"Interesting." Illidan pondered. The only people he'd heard of doing such a thing was druids. However, the night elf in the cell was defiantly not a druid. Her gun, blades, and mail armor had already been handed off to a blood elf for breaking and devouring.

"Do not fret Master." The succubus piped. "I will break her. After all I know many ways of pain."

Illidan saw a disturbing glint in the demon's eyes that made his own narrow.

"Good. Just remember to keep her alive." He stated while he mentally made a note to stop in unannounced soon.


As it turned out it took another week before Illidan was free enough to stop in again. Due to the raid he was short on people, which meant even he had to pull double duties.

Even from down the hall he knew things were bad. He could hear the succubus yelling in demonic. She was furious and he could guess why.

When he opened the door he was greeted by the sight of the succubus with her whip wrapped around the night elf's neck. The night elf was definitely not asleep as her eyes were wide and she was choking as the whip pulled.

Illidan cursed as he snatched the whip from the succubus. "I said she was to stay alive! Are you trying to choke her or break her neck?" He spat as he pulled the whip from the hunter's throat.

He listen as the elf drew in air and started coughing as he studied her. He could hardly see her skin from all the blood and her formerly white hair was a dirty gray with matted patches of dried blood. Her shoulders looked like they were out of their sockets and on of her legs were not at a natural angle.

How she wasn't screaming in pain was completely beyond him. The fact that she hadn't screamed and even now was doing nothing but grinding her teeth together pulled a grudging respect from him.

"Scream you little bitch!" The succubus snapped angrily and punched the elf in the gut. This caused the elf to suddenly spit out blood on Illidan's face. The succubus hissed something about insulting the master but he didn't hear it. He simply reached out a hand and grabbed the demon by her hair. It was lowering enough to the stupid creature with how vain sayaadi in general were and succubus in particular.

"Get out!" He snarled and threw her out of the room before slamming the door.

Nokami watched Illidan throw the demon out with blurred eyes. Only her vast stores of pride kept her from making any noise. She was dying slowly and she knew it, but she wasn't dying whimpering like a puppy.

Illidan stared right back at her. He could tell she was dying slowly to. Probably from blood loss. That stupid succubus had pushed her to hard and now it would be weeks or even months before he could have another do anything with the elf.

He'd handle the stupid demon later. Right now he had to snatch the elf from getting peace at death's hand. She might have a slice of respect from him but he was still going to see to it that she suffered for the rest of what he aimed to be a long, long life.

Reaching up Illidan muttered an incant and the chains released her. He only just remembered she couldn't walk and caught her before she hit the floor. Her hands and wrist were black from bruises. He doubted the demon had even let her down from her hanging position. Damned moron...

Picking her up caused him to snarl more. She was practically skin and bones. Hadn't the bitch of a demon thought to feed her at all? He could have breathed on the elf and made her splinter into pieces.

The thought caused him to unconsciously be more gentle then he wanted to be.

Nokami didn't notice any more then he did. She was so tired. The cell had been cold and she'd gotten use to it eventually but now she was quite warm. It was all she could do to remember it was Illidan carrying her about and not snuggle in like a kitten to it's mother. She was so very sleepy...

She heard him shout for a healer and put her down on a bed of straw. It pricked the lash wounds on her back and made her hiss slightly before clamping her mouth shut.

Illidan heard the hiss and suppressed the urge to grin. So she did feel pain. He'd been starting to wonder if she felt anything at all.

Getting impatient he left the elf and bellowed down the hall at the guards. It was a pair of naga on duty currently. One finally slithered up, his body language screaming of his fear.

"My lord the healerssss are off tending the wounded from the raid. It will be at least an hour till one isss available."

Illidan sneered. The idiots around him were useless!

"Then get me some bandages! NOW!" He roared causing the naga to slither away in a hurry.

Turning back to the elf he saw she was practically asleep. With her wounds however this was not a good idea. So an angry growl he got a good grip on one of her shoulders and quickly popped it back into place.

The response was instant. Her eyes went wide in pain and her mouth opened to scream. Only the slightest sound escaped though before she closed her mouth and air whistled out between her teeth.

"No falling asleep. Sit up." Illidan snapped.

She simply glared at him and then closed her eyes.

He knew it was just to spite him, but he still made it a point to pop her other shoulder back into place on principal.

"Elune!" She hissed.

"Keep your eyes open. Sit up." Illidan ordered. "And talk."

She kept her eyes opened, and she sat up. However not a word passed her lips.

"Your not talking." He snarled.

Still she said nothing.

"What your name?" He demanded.

She looked up at the ceiling and seem to be counting the cracks in it.

Illidan growled. He was starting to see why the succubus had lost her temper.

Lucky for Nokami the guardsmen arrived with some bandages and a few other things he'd had the brains to think of. Illidan simply snatched the tray from the naga and snarled at it causing it to slither away in a hurry again.

Wringing out a wet cloth he grabbed Nokami's chin to hold her face in place. There was a small cut on her right cheek and it looked like she'd gotten a good smack to her her head at some point. There was however no broken bones in her skull as far as Illidan could tell.

Nokami for her part was staying as still as possible. She rather felt like she was getting sniffed at by a large and very deadly predator. If she stayed still it would certainly lose interest. She hoped.

"Take your shirt off." Illidan stated suddenly as he put the rag back in the bucket of water and started wringing it out again.

Nokami's eyes widened and she shook her head.

Illidan scowled. "It's coming off with or without your consent."

Nokami crossed her arms and glared at him. Your getting my shirt off over my cold dead body! She thought to herself.

With an annoyed growl Illidan grabbed Nokami's arm and spun her quickly around on her butt. With a good grip on her head to prevent her from turning he simply ripped the back of the shredded shirt open. He heard her squeak and tighten her arms around her chest. This pulled the muscles in her back taunt and a few wound popped open and started bleeding again.

Illidan sneered. "Stupid woman. I can hardly get to you back with that rag on you."

Nokami hissed as he started cleaning her back. It stung worse then a silithid ever could hope to!

It was slow going and at least on her end mildly painful just cleaning and salving the wounds on her back. Illidan found himself curious about the number of old scars there. Not only was there a lot of them but they looked like claw and teeth marks. They made him think of a wild cat or a bear...

"Lord Illidan? You needed a healer sir?" A blood elf priestess said pulling him from his thoughts.

"Yes." Illidan growled. "I have better things to be doing then playing nursemaid to our prisoner here. See to her wounds then report to me."

"Yes my lord." The blood elf said with a bow.

At the door Illidan looked back. Pondering how soon the night elf would be whole again so he could work on her screaming again. Breaking that pride of hers would be a fitting replacement for stealing Maiev's death from him.

Nokami was doing her best to ignore the world around her when she caught it. It was faint but her senses picked it up.

There was the faint scent of madness. The kind of sickening, decaying, madness she could swear she'd sensed before somewhere...