Katarina paced around the table where Lux had been strapped on. The metal of the table was not shiny anymore, instead stained with the blood of the many past victims, most of them had died; what a waste.
Lux seemed frozen in fear, terrified. She had tried to fight but she was useless and had ended up in tears as she was being tied up. Katarina had asked the two guards to stand outside and to leave her alone in the torture room until the arrival of Marcus, her father.
Lux looked straight up, trembling but still trying to keep a straight face; her honour.
Honour, only fools pledge life to honour
She thought as she paced the room. Then she stopped, she stood in front of Lux and looked at her displaying a mischievous smile. She walked past the table slowly, and placed her fingertip on Lux's leg. She traced the outline of her leg, moving up her tight, then to her chest and finally to her hair. Lux shivered and stared at Katarina confused and a hint of fear in her eye, Katarina was enjoying this; she was going to have some fun before her father arrived.
Her index finger still in the shiny blonde hair, Katarina gripped it tight and pulled backwards. Lux squealed and closed her eyes. Katarina grinned madly and bent forward until her nose was just inches away from Lux's.
"We're going to have some fun, Luxanna" Katarina whispered softly. Lux could feel the warm breath of the Sinister Blade and winced; she didn't know what Katarina was up to but if she wanted her harm; it would have been done long ago. Lux opened her lips to try and speak but her voice came out a hoarse whisper.
"What was that?" Katarina asked with that mischievous smile once again on her face.
"Katarina!" A deep voice echoed angrily through the room and the Sinister Blade pulled away from Lux instantly.
"Katarina Du Couteau, what are you doing?" A tall male figure dressed in a grey cloak that covered his entire body with a blood red Noxian symbol on its cape walked into the room. The man approached Katarina and she backed away slowly.
"Nothing father, I was just having some fun" she answered like a small kid devising a poor excuse to her parents.
"Stand back Katarina, I don't want you to disturb me" He said and stopped next to Lux's table. She was absolutely terrified now and she was shaking madly, staring at Marcus eyes wide. Marcus Du Couteau, a highly experienced assassin. Nobody has ever seen his face, nobody other than those who died straight after.
"I'm not a kid anymore father" Katarina spat angrily.
"Some control daughter, this League of Legends has made you too bold" He retorted. He slipped his hood down and revealed himself to Lux. He was completely bold and a huge scar running across his forehead to his cheek deformed the left side of his face. He smiled at the horror on Lux's face; the smile looked like an ugly grimace due to the scar.
"I've heard so much about you Luxanna, too much. Actually, enough to know your capabilities; what you can do," He snickered
"What you can't" After saying so a blade slipped out into his hand and he held it tightly. He stepped closer to the torture table and grabbed Lux by the hair. She winced, once again someone was pulling at her hair and it wasn't exactly very pleasant.
"Let us start shall we? What a woman probably hates the most" as he pronounced these words, he brought down the blade and it cut right through Lux's hair. She yelled at the pain and surprise and she started sobbing.
Poor girl
Katarina thought as she stood back and watched
Impressive though; even for a young lady of her age, she managed to keep her mouth sealed the whole time. Apart maybe for the whimpering.
Marcus waved the lock of hair before Lux and she frowned and looked at him; it was the first time she had displayed anger since she had been captured.
"You bastard, you will pay for this, I promise this to you on my honour; Demacia will know about this and they will send reinforcement!"
Marcus laughed sadly and sat on the table. Lux yelped as his weight crushed her hand into a fist; she could hear her bones starting to crack.
"I'd like to see Demacia try anything. These wimps are even too scared to attack; they have honour, pathetic. But Lux dear, it is time to come down to business!"
As if a trick from a mischievous demon, the walls around her started to rise into the air. The straps bounding her detached themselves and the table sank into the ground. Lux looked around dumbfounded and saw around her an arena!
A crowd was roaring all around, the sound was overwhelming. She watched as Katarina disappeared and her eyes fell to Marcus. Over the deafening cheers of the crowd, Lux could hear his voice crystal clear;
"I have not planned torture for you Lux, no, a highly placed Demacian like you deserves much more. You deserve a glorious execution!" As he said these words he walked away and was replaced by no one else than
"Draaaaaveeeen!" the crowd roared at these words and Lux knew it was over.