Six years...Six bloody years I have been trapped in this hell hole. Dreaming about nothing but Freedom and happiness...but that dream died along time ago. In this place We train night and day for our next fight, if we survive that long. Training is brutal, no breaks, no food, no compassion...nothing. Our muscles ache, we still train, were hungry, we still train, were in pain and exhausted, we train. Many collapse from exhaustion or hunger...they get dragged into a room and punished for being weak, then they are forced to train again. Like I said no compassion. They feed us once every three days, if were lucky. Before a fight though, they starve us a week before, If we win a fight then we get to eat. Many demons are so hungry at that point that they will Kill then eat their opponent. If you lose in a fight but are not killed, many times your masters will either kill you or you'll be used as training 'toys' for new fighters. Where your nothing but a chew toy for them.
Were forced to wear shock collars. If we step out of line they shock us, Its painful and drains our energy. I cant remember the amount of times I've been shocked, after a few years of this I became numb to it. It still hurts but I didn't give them the pleasure of seeing my pain. In the ring you have to be ruthless, its Live or Die. 99.9% of the time only one will walk away, you just pray that its you. Be quick, Be smart and Be careful because one slip up could be trouble. I trained to get stronger not only to make sure I lived, but so that one day maybe I could escape, and tear off my 'Masters' head. My master goes by the name of Sadao Takeshi, a fat snake demon, who only cares about money.
Greedy ugly bastard, Were nothing but pawns for him. Im his most prized possession though, Lucky me, Because I was currently undefeated. I was the big money-maker to him, to make matters worse he tries to get me to sleep with him, which I refuse. Resulting in me being shocked, whipped, beaten usually all three. Some of the female fighters try to seduce their masters, hoping for a lighter punishment or that they will be released. A pathetic hope, it never works so I don't even know why they try. Its also not wise to have friends here, because you could end up fighting your friend in the ring next. I learned that as well.
Koenma, prince of the spirit world, has been trying to capture Sadao for a long time. Sadly he's a slippery snake, pun intended. And has evaded Koenma's spirit detectives for many years, much to my displeasure. Oh what I wouldn't give to see that bastard dead, but even the worst would never be a good enough punishment for him. No I want him to suffer, every scar he placed on my body both physical and mental, yes that would be a start. It doesn't look like It will be anytime soon though, many have tried to escape but all in vain. I tried to as well once but was caught and the only reason I am still breathing is because Sadao thought my beautiful body would be such a terrible thing to waste.
I Hoped my scared body would repulse him, sadly I was mistaken. It seemed the more scars I received, whether it be from fights or torture, The more he craved my body. His guards were another disgusting matter, they raped many women throughout the nights, only with permission of the masters. Sadao refused to let any of them touch me though. Saying only he would break me, Fat fucking chance. This collar on my neck is the only power he has over me. He knows without his precious collar I wouldn't hesitate to rip him apart. I turned my head when I heard footsteps coming. 'Ah speak of the fucking devil' I thought as I stared at the face of my master. He grinned, showing his missing teeth, when his eyes landed on me.
"Rika, my beloved pet, you have a fight tomorrow...I trust you will claim victory again" His screechy voice made my ears hurt. I rolled my eyes, making sure that he saw. I'm to tired to play good little soldier.
"yes Master" I spat, wanting to end this conversation now. He smirked at my tone,cant he just go away now? Obviously not since he's still here.
"Now, Now pet...Is that anyway to talk to your master?" He sneered, that's two, if he calls me pet one more time I'm gonna deck him. I growled lowly thankfully not enough to hear it or feel the vibrations.
"Sorry master...now if you'll be so kind to go bang a whore and leave me to sleep" it was his turn to growl as his blue snake eyes glared at me. I smirked inwardly making sure to keep composed on the outside.
"Incompetent wench, I'll teach you to hold your tongue!" he let out a low hiss of frustration as he stormed over to me. He was a few inches taller than me, so I simply looked up at him. 'Oh God please don't let him sit on me...He'll crush me to death!' of course I wasn't going to voice that comment.
"just don't sit on me...your fat ass will crush me to death and you wont be able to make your money" Hey I couldn't help myself, the punishment will be worth seeing him get red in the face. Maybe he'll blow up, up there goes wishful thinking again.
"why you little-" with that he slapped me across the face, my head turned to the side. Nope still worth it. "next time you mouth off it will be more then a slap...got it pet?" crap there he goes screeching again. Are my ears bleeding yet? No? ok good.
I said nothing as he turned and stormed out of the room... Well more like cell. As the door shut I giggled. 'Man that was great, I thought I was going to crack up right in front of him'. That slap tickled and almost made me yawn. 'Well I should go to bed, that match it in the afternoon, I should be well rested'. I turned and walked toward the cot. When all of a sudden my body started to burn, I winced as the temperature rose almost to the point of shouting. Then the burning went away as quickly as it came, I was panting slightly. Then I felt a surge of electricity flow through my body, I heard a blood curdling scream and realized it was coming from me. The shock only lasted a few minutes but it felt like hours, I was now on the floor in sweat gasping for breath.
"stupid fucking shock collar" I mumbled, I used what little strength I had to crawl onto the cot. I have killed many demons through the years but I've never wanted someones blood as much as I wanted Sadao Takeshi's. I fell into a dreamless sleep, creating a strategy for tomorrows fight.