Am Drag Plus Two

Chapter Six:

A flash of green light spread across a dark room in the Huntslair as Rose appeared in the room via teleportation device. Trembling with fright, Rose stepped down and started to walk to the nearest door. How is Huntsmaster going to react? These thoughts could not be forced out of Rose's mind. She was too frightened. It was the only thing she could think about. Not only did I fail my mission—my last chance, but those two new dragons know my face! He's going to kill me! I know it! I'm as good as dead!

Rose made her way to the doors, and she pushed them open. Rose's trembling became even more violent as she walked into the dark room of the penthouse. The only thing lighting up the room was the blazing fire in the fireplace, which her master was facing; his back to her.

Rose finally made her way to her master and she kneeled. "M—M—Master…" although she tried to prevent her voice from shaking, Rose failed miserably. The Huntsman turned around to face her. "You failed, I take it." There was no surprise in the Huntsman's eyes, and there was none evident in his voice.

"Y—Y—Yes master…" Rose struggled to make out. Just say it! Something in her mind shouted at her. Just get it over with! Huntsmaster will find out about it soon enough! Although Rose didn't want to tell her master, she nodded to herself and spoke: "Master, there is something else…"

"And what would that be, Huntsgirl?" The Huntsman lowered his staff as a hologram faded. No doubt he had called in for hunters to prepare the dungeon torture chamber…

"T—Ther—There were two dragons." Rose forced herself to continue. "Two new dragons that I had never faced before…Master, they…I lost my mask in the fight. Th—The—Th—They saw my face…"

Finally, there was the expression of surprise in the Huntsman's eyes, but it quickly turned to anger. "You useless excuse for a hunter!" He shouted. "You stupid…" The Huntsman quickly forced himself to calm down as the two hunters he had called for entered the room. The two hunters stopped behind Rose and grabbed her arms, forcing then behind her back as they lifted her to her feet.

"Huntsmaster…" a hunter spoke. "Last time it was eighteen lashes. Shall we do five more?"

"No." The Huntsman answered. "Keep the punishment going until I tell you to stop!"

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The cell door to the torture chamber opened as Rose was shoved in. The two hunters entered right after her and locked the door behind them as Rose stood up to see the hunter who was to punish her. Rose knew the routine. Her trembling hands came up and she struggled to fight back tears as she slowly unbuttoned the top of her uniform. As soon as it came off, Rose turned so that she was facing the wall and she held out her hands as the two hunters pulled the shackles attached to the wall down to her.

As the shackles were applied to Rose, another hunter entered through the door holding a box. The hunter stopped in front of the torturer. The torturer opened the box and pulled out a long, glowing green bullwhip.

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The Huntsman was standing outside the cell door when he heard the whip first make contact with his apprentice's back. After five strikes, the Huntsman listened closely, wondering if she would finally scream. Throughout all of her other punishing sessions, she had never screamed, and the Huntsman admired that about his apprentice. It meant that she was mentally strong, and he hoped to use these punishing sessions to further motivate her in her attempts to slay the American Dragon.

After about twenty-five cracks, the Huntsman decided to end it. Using a key, the leader of the Huntsclan strode in to find his apprentice in shackles and bleeding from the cuts all over her back. The Huntsman took another key out and unlocked Rose's shackles, the torturer rushing up and catching her before she fell to the ground.

"Take her to the Hunts-hospital and get her patched up." The Huntsman ordered as he strode out of the room. The torturer nodded and he slung Rose over his shoulder and took her to the hospital.

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About an hour later, the door to Rose's room opened and the hunter who had whipped her brought her inside and plopped her down on her bed, on her stomach, as he silently left, closing the door behind him.

Now that she was alone, Rose allowed herself to stop acting proud and to let her tears fall. God, she was in so much pain! She couldn't put up with much more of this! There was only so much one person can deal with. She almost wished that she wasn't a member of the Huntsclan…almost. The Huntsclan was her family; other than them, the only other people that she had was her friend Courtney…and Jake. Perhaps her "love" for Jake and for Courtney was what gave her the strength to put up with the painful punishments. Either that or it was her hatred for the American Dragon…How she hated him! She wanted nothing more than to rip him open with her staff and feel his blood on her hands as his equally disgusting mentor and the equally annoying dog watched on in disgust.

Shutting her eyes and gritting her teeth, Rose made up her mind. She was going to slay the American Dragon the next time she encounters him. She was going to kill him, or die trying…

END CHAPTER

A/N: Yeah, I know it's short. You may also be a little disturbed, and you may be ready to call me a sick freak. Or maybe not. My goal was for you to get inside Rose's head and feel the pain she is feeling. I want you to see where her motivation comes from. I want you to feel sorry for Rose, but not too sorry. It's character development for my villain! Oh, also, the next chapter will get back to Jake.