A/N: Thanks for the recent fav/follow of this story. I'll have you all know things will be getting a bit tricky. Keep in mind this is happening all before far cry 4 and during 3 :)
It was less than half an hour that the flight took for Alice to reach the so called Arena. Little did Alice know about the women that over ruled this area, she was the Governess and all Alice knew was that the status between her and Yuma was not stable. A crowed was growing up a head as the chopper descended, perhaps there was a tournament being held but Alice knocked back those thoughts and exited the chopper. The wind that it propelled around Alice caused her short hair to flutter about but she walked on a head until the sound of the chopper was faint.
Just up a head was the crowed, a half-naked woman with her breasts exposed painted in some colourful paint was eyeing Alice off. Down here Alice didn't need the stupid jacket Yuma had given her as she tossed it aside to the ground not truly caring to pick it up. In fact Alice didn't have any intention of going back to Yuma's prison, not so soon anyway.
Another half-naked woman appeared, they all had similar features, tanned sky, black hair pulled back, their nipples covered in paint, their attire almost that of some sort of traditional native Indian or Thai look. It was at this point that Alice noted their smiles, they were watching her like hawks, anticipating her every move and at that moment Alice recalled Yuma's words about Noore, to not trust her so easily. One of the women approached Alice, the sway in her hips said it all, that she was probably a fine attraction but all Alice could think of was that this woman would sell for a fine amount of money.
So easily this strange woman got close to Alice within her intimate space, the look in her dark eyes was almost lustrous and although Alice was overly cautious she was caught by her own curiosity. With a simple peck on her lips the woman recoiled, her hands gently trailing down either side of Alice's jaw line and under her chin. This gesture was strange but why did Alice feel like she should have been afraid? Slowly everything started to sway it started with the young woman before Alice, her face started to look like it was melting and then the faces of those behind her.
Within a few seconds Alice felt her body give way, her eyes become heavy as she tried to muster up all her strength to get up, to fight. How many times had Vaas drugged her and she'd been caught off guard so easily? Swallowing her fear Alice let go and exhaled one last breath before her eyes lids fully shut on her and she was surrounded in nothing but darkness. Blue smoke then surrounded Alice as she opened her eyes, she didn't feel weak in fact she felt strong, stronger than before as she stood up, but all around her was darkness, all but the faint blue smoke a head of her that seemed to glow so vibrantly in the dark.
Something dropped down near her as Alice looked and spotted the faint glimmer of a machete, quickly and out of instinct Alice picked up the blade and held it in her hand as she slowly moved forward. A noise boomed overhead, a voice Alice didn't wish to recall.
"What kind of Warrior are you" Sweety Citra spoke, but it was just her voice.
Anger filled Alice as she noted up a head a door way hidden in the darkness opened, it was now illuminated with orange smoke and out poured even more smoke before something else. Something that was moving and coming right at Alice. At first she couldn't figure out what it was but then she saw it, it was Joe. His face looked half rotten as he charged right for her. Blood oozed out from his pours like sweat as he leaped into the air, his eyes glowing red with fury as he let out a scream, one that was demonic in sound.
Quickly twirling around Alice cut along his under stomach, his body bent into an odd shape before it slummed to the ground taking the form of a tiger. With fear Alice looked around, another sound from nearby caught her attention, whatever was going on she didn't like it, not one bit. It was another door that had opened up to her far right, this one illuminated by a yellow glow, pink smoke poured out and just in time Alice caught the site of Dennis.
Unlike Joe, Dennis didn't charge not at first, he was slowly stalking towards her, his face and skin was coated in black ink, the jaw of a human skull hung lowly around his jawline but he wasn't alone. Three others appeared from out of the door way and started to flank Alice. They were all Rakyat, their tattoos on their faces and chest glowed like Lava flicking. Steadily Alice moved backwards and kept an eye on each of them wondering who would make the first strike.
One of the rakyats on her left jumped forward but it was a bluff. They were cornering in on her as she took in a steady breath, but the first one to attack was the one right behind her. Seems the bluff was only to distract Alice. This young Rakyat charged forth with such power it was almost none human like as it came in low bending at the knees and going for her legs. As fast she could Alice dodged but another Rakyat came at her leaping in the air. Improvising was one of Alice's greatest talents as she grabbed the man's neck and sliced it open, but it didn't feel like a man's neck it felt furry and just like Joe its form bent into something else, a wolf as it fell limp on the ground.
Turning on her heels as fast as she could Alice thrashed her knife at the other Rakyat that was coming up behind her, the blade embedded into his chest and he too turned into a wolf that fell to the ground. One by one Alice took the others down including Dennis and they all fell lifeless to the ground in the form of wolves, their bodies scattered around as Alice swept away the blood that poured down her face.
High above her were the sounds of a crowed, though in the darkness she saw nothing, nothing but what looked like colours of powder falling down from nowhere, like a colour ray of rain. All of this was so surreal, so strange and yet all Alice could do or say or think was Kill, Kill, KILL.
Another door opened and this one made Alice turn around faster then she had thought, her heart dropped when she looked at the glowing doorway, a figure approached styling a familiar Mohawk and a familiar walk. Vaas approached Alice with such ease that she could almost feel her grip loosen on the blades hilt but she took one last look around her and noted everything she had attacked had turned into an animal of some sort. With a deep breathe Alice realized that if this was truly Vaas he wouldn't attack but just as she thought that the man with a menacing grin and mad blood shot eyes charged forth, a machete in his hand as he aimed for her torso.
Jumping back Alice barley managed to escape and so she needed to prepare herself as she took up a fighting stance, the man showed no mercy coming at her again, this time attempting to cut down her shoulder. Slashing upwards Alice blocked the blade with her own; the clang of metal told her that this couldn't be an animal. Kicking out she caught her opponent off guard, they fell fast and even though they looked up at her with the face of Vaas, worried and fear so evident on his face, she couldn't bare it anymore. The Colours around her turned to a dark crimson red that glowed on the young woman's features, her eyes shot wide open as she drew in a deep breath.
"DIE!" she yelled as she thrusted down wards.
Bones cracked as the blade vibrated through the human body, with anger and rage Alice let go of the blade, her face turned from rage to horror but slowly Vaas face disappeared and there on the ground lay a man half naked, maybe in his late 20's, dark skinned with hair cut all the way back to the skin of his head sporting a long beard. Taking a step back Alice looked up, a voice boomed out in the distance again.
"You are perfection" Cooed Citra in one of her sweet tones as she let out a moan.
It was the last thing Alice could remember before her body fell to the ground, her heart quickened and once more she could herself lost to darkness, her body too exhausted from the fighting to even stand up. A hand grabbed her by the shoulder and hoisted her up, another on her other side as she felt her body being dragged somewhere. Was she dead or dying perhaps? Every time Alice blinked she would see colour, sand was the first thing she noticed, destroyed rubble, powders of colours falling from the sky, the shouts of people cheering, a voice, a woman…Then her eyes closed shut for what felt like a very long time.
~Rook~
"FUUUCCCK!"
Vaas yelled at the top of his lungs before pinching the bridge of his nose and chuckling to himself as he looked up. On the other side of his room stood Carlos, his posture stoic but his eyes bloodshot as ever like many of the other pirates. Once more Jason Brody had done it again, Oliver was one of the next of Jason's friends to be sold. Money had just been sent through to Hoyt as expected, a large sum to say the least and the boy was about to be sold off to their highest bidder, a man whom loved the wild and rebellious types. Of course it was a big loss, Snow White was making a name for himself, he'd caught the attention of Hoyt by burning down all of his fucking fields, and something Vaas was now paying for.
In the dark of the warehouse surrounded by piles of drugs and shipping crates, Vaas and his men were preparing to kill Jason once and for all. Hoyt came up with an in-genius plan to lure Jason out by allowing Vaas to hide in one of his fancy military ass vehicles while the privateers do their work before luring the white ass boy out into nowhere, let him kill off Hoyts most fucked up boys and then boom Jason would be fucked. It was both a good thing and a bad thing because Vaas didn't want to have to do any of this sort of work, not at all. In fact he would rather set Carlos up but Hoyt made a pretty damn good demand that if Vaas did this then maybe he might be able to find out on how Alice was going.
With a huff and a half-hearted giggle the crazed man turned on his heels and took one last puff of his joint, in the distance the sound of a chopper echoed out a head. Time for him to leave was drawing closer, Vaas hadn't even thought of how the heck he was going to Kill Snow White. He'd already tried to burn him alive with his pretty ass girlfriend which if her hair was cut short would have almost looked like Alice. Then there was the time that asshole killed Buck, oh boy was Hoyt furious about that. In fact Jason was killing off everyone faster than expected but Vaas would deal with this just like Hoyt made him promise.
Plus it would only boost his ego if he killed the white boy, it would probably sting Citra a bit too losing her white boy bitch. It was a shame really that Jason was trying so fucking hard to fuck everything up and succeed at it. Most of all Vaas wanted to see Jason try to kill him. Maybe that's what he would do when he sees the bitch, but yet again drowning him was also another good idea. Stuck in thought Vaas paced back and forth, the loud music outside was booming but there wasn't much to say, the real party was going to begin later, this was just the warm up.
~Kyrat~
A bright light was all Alice could see for the first few seconds as she sat up shielding her eyes from the light with her right hand. Someone was in here with her and it filled her with panic, but Alice had no weapons, she had sworn she had still had them on her before she got here. There was a stinging sensation throughout Alice's body, she remembers the fight, the strange illusions and beautiful colours but what on earth had actually happened was out the window.
"Welcome to the Arena" Someone said nearby, it was a woman's voice, her tone soft and comforting almost.
Finally Alice could see properly as she looked at the woman on the far side of the room, her attire was…well it was very beautiful, dark long hair flowed down her sides, a golden head decoration seemed to keep her hair pulled back. The Decorations trailed down the side of her face and she stood looking like a goddess, she was wearing what looked to be Indian styled clothing all of which was colourful from reds to blues, soothing tones that also spoke of importance.
"You must be Noore" Alice retorted back as she sat up off the makeshift bed, her body weak and nimble.
Noore seemed to smile as she pulled of her head decoration and undid the small pony tail at the back of her head, her hair cascading down her face much more now, her red lips so much more visible and her dark shadowy eyes seemed even colder now. Slowly this woman approached Alice, first thought was to get up and defend yourself but Alice was too weak for that as she sat there and looked up at Noore expecting something bad to happen.
"You fought valiantly in my Arena" Noore spoke up as she looked down at Alice.
"Yeah well I would have done better without the drugs" Alice spat back with a bitter tone glaring at Noore now.
This for some reason caused Noore to chuckle as she turned her back to Alice and walked over to a small shelf pouring water from a golden jug into a small glass. To her surprise Noore turned back around and offered the glass to Alice, who took it and chugged it down quenching her thirst and easing the sand paper like feel in her throat.
"Drugs are what makes it all the more entertaining for my viewers, I hope you understand that" Noore explained as she walked over to the door and opened it.
Two women, the two from before, walked in half naked as always, the one that had kissed her on the lips smiled before they both handed Alice a tray of food, fine wine and other assortments including a golden bracelet and some new clothing. Alice had to look down to notice her clothing was covered in blood and so Alice took the offer and began to slowly eat the food she was provided with. The two hand maidens left just like that leaving the two women alone with one another.
"I offer you all I can. Pagan had spoken highly of you, a shame you had to deal with Yuma" Softly Noore said, once more a tone of comfort in her voice as she took a seat in the far corner.
This remark made Alice almost choke on the food, it was hard not to laugh at that because Alice had grown tired of Yuma's expeditions, the useless feeling of being dragged around to empty shitty places filled with cob webs and lost forgotten treasure that has no meaning in today's world anymore. Noore had picked up the look on Alice's face and only smiled.
"Yuma isn't the nicest you see. I can only imagine what she's had you do all the way up there in her little pristine tower." Noore explained looking out the small window in the little room.
"She's insane and bent on this mythical story. I don't even know why she kept me around" Alice said as she chewed on her food.
Noore eventually returned to look at Alice and smiled, there was something strange about her that made Alice feel that she was safe with such a woman. Perhaps it was her motherly like appearance the calm smile upon her face or just the simple fact that she wasn't like Yuma. However Alice reminded herself she was probably the reason she was stuck in that damn arena high as a kit probably. From outside Alice heard a roar, a cheering of sorts, drums and horns blasted and suddenly Noore's whole attitude changed.
"My Hand Maidens will clean you, make use of your time but I have an important matter to attend to." Noore said as quickly as she could before storming outside.
Alone in this strange room decorated in rich red and yellow fabric, Alice sat stunned but at the same time contempt. A lot of Kyrat had that mixture of culture to it, between Thai to Indonesian, the food was mostly Kurri and rice, something Vaas would probably dive head first and engulf in a split second if he could. The women seemed to carry about themselves a lot like those deeply embedded in the Rakyat tribe, in a nutshell Pagan was right, he did seem to have a similar situation as to what Rook had, though to be honest things could have been dealt with a lot better.
There was just something about this whole entire country that was enticing, perhaps the danger or the strange scenery, but either way Alice was more curious about the enemy now more than ever. Putting aside her half eaten tray of food Alice decided now was the best time to get changed as she stripped herself of naked. She had not seen a shower in this little room but it was too late to even think twice as the door opened and out appeared the two hand maidens. One of them raised a brow but they remained stoic. Alice didn't even bother covering herself as she stood stark naked before them, what did she have to worry about really?
"Noore asked us to bring you to the guest shower room." The one on the right said with a faint smirk.
Alice only shrugged which seemed to surprise them a bit as they both looked at each other and gestured for her to follow. One of them went inside to collect the clothing they had put down earlier while the other led Alice down the long hallway into a separate room. There was a long pipe that was attached to the wall, a terrible looking shower head and a towel on the far side. In the corner was a hole, no doubt it was the toilet but Alice didn't need to use that, in fact she felt more discouraged now more than ever as she walked into the shower room.
"Mia will hold your belonging. Do not waste our time" Barked one of the hand maidens with hands on hips as she stood and watched.
It was at this point that Alice noted just how identical they looked, their decorations, their hair style, everything. It was possible they were identical twins, they looked around the same age as each other but Alice had little to no interest in who they where or how they got here as she turned on the tap and let the cold water hit her body. Rook was a hot place so nobody really bothered to install hot water so it was a shock when the hot water came on. It was actually nice and comforting as Alice made do with cleaning herself. The hand maiden was standing there watching her for a while as if the scars upon Alice's body where detailed stories and by the time Alice was done the other maiden entered holding her belongings.
"Here let us Dry you off" The handmaiden that had been standing in the room with her said.
Normally Alice would have protested, she didn't like the thought but the two quickly got to work and Alice just simply had to stand there as they ruffled her hair, pat her down her sides and got in between her thighs to pat her dry around the area. It was all too strange and uncomfortable but Alice didn't show that, she stood still like she had been taught to and when they were done they put away their towels and went on with dressing Alice.
First they gave her the new set of undies and bra, her other ones where fine but she could do with a change. The pair where black and Alice didn't waste time getting them on, the briefs came up nicely on her ass showing the cheeks in a perky way, the Bra was strapless and had a bit of lace on the top and seemed to give them a bit of a push up. If Vaas was here it would be awfully hard for him to hold back, but Alice stifled her laughter and put on the pants that they passed her Harem to be exact that came down to her ankles. The next thing was the top; it was a red colour and just so happened to be a boob tube style that sat snuggling on her breasts. Last but not least was the large rob like material the two maidens pulled out.
Bit by bit they put the Sari over her, tied it up and made it sit perfectly on her shoulder. This sort of style was odd if not extremely strange and Alice didn't like it, it just wasn't her sort of style, especially for combat. One of the maidens gave Alice sandals while the other stood back and made a quick gave over Alice before nodding to herself in approval. By the time they were done which included after they put on the golden bracelet, a necklace that was lined with an ray of red gems and gave her a quick hairdo remake adding in a red flower clip to her hair and doing her make up with thick black mascara lining her eyes and red lip stick, the two proceeded out the door gesturing for Alice too follow.
Everything was over done in Alice opinion but she followed the two out and down into the room she had been before, they stood her in front of a mirror and by the gods was Alice dumb stuck. There before her was what looked like another woman with her face but different clothing. The Sari was a vibrant red decorated with a golden pattern. Everything said exotic, beautiful, a prize, a model, a lustrous woman but it wasn't Alice at all. Seeing herself with make up on made Alice take a closer look to examine the handy work. These maidens had a true talent that was for sure but after letting Alice look at herself they decided it was time to move on.
One of the hand maidens tugged on Alice's elbow and pulled her along out of the room and down the hallway. The Crowed from the Arena had died down some time ago and Alice wondered what Noore was exactly doing, more importantly what was Alice doing? Following these hand maidens Alice was led into another room, the smell of rich food filled the air and Alice had to stop herself from licking her lips. There in the room was a long dining table decorated with various arrangements of food, wine and other assortments of decorations. However at the end of said dining table sat Pagan.
There was a pleased look on his face that just seemed to beam with joy and happiness, he was quick to stand up and gestured for Alice to sit which she did. This time she decided to sit right next to Pagan. Noore was on the opposite side of her looking at her with a smile but there was something in her dark eyes that made Alice question what exactly was going on. As Alice sat down and Pagan joined the three of them dined, at first it was silent but then Pagan spoke up.
"I do say Noore you're maidens did a good job of Alice" His voice was cool and collect as Pagan looked over to Noore then Alice. "You See…"
Pagan began as he turned his attention to the meal before him; delicately he cut the meat and placed it in his mouth before taking a sip of wine. Noore was sitting focusing on her food; she was more or less fiddling with it, cutting piece by piece up but didn't look all that interested in eating. Whereas Alice was slowly eating the meat, a sense of nausea was slowly starting to kick in and it was taking all of Alice to ignore it.
"It's been a Month now since you've been here and I figured it's time to celebrate. Party here then come back to my Palace and we will talk about your role here. I trust you enough now; Yuma seems to think you're ready as well." Pagan spoke but never looked Alice in the eye; his tone was still that humble sort of calm.
Gulping down the mouthful of food Alice tried hard not to look at Pagan either, she had been waiting so long to be told what she should be doing, how she should be doing it. In fact the excitement inside of her made her quickly realize she was about to be sick. Grabbing the cup of wine Alice skulled it down and then looked over to Pagan, a forced smile upon her lips but yet she seemed delighted.
"Thank you" was all Alice could say in a soft humble voice.
"Hoyt also called..." Pagan paused and looked at Alice for a shred of a reaction.
However Alice only nodded and raised a brow seemingly not overly concerned but deep down she was awfully concerned. Had he told Vaas, what was Vaas even doing? Everything she thought of centred on the crazed Pirate Lord, the only thing that gave Alice away was her quickened breathing which Pagan noted but didn't mention anything, instead he continued on.
"He said things are going very well on Rook and that he has no use of you yet. So that means your stay in Kyrat has been extended." Clapping his hands Pagan looked at Alice with a smile that said too much.
It was hard to hold down the surge of wanting to be sick while struck with fear and excitement. However truth be told Pagan was lying, he was great at manipulating people like this. Hoyt was in desperate need of Alice's return but Pagan was now demanding something else in return, he'd told Hoyt he would release Alice only if he gets the diamonds he had been searching for. According to Hoyt Vaas had them and it made Pagan rather annoyed, but he had Alice so he knew he had the upper hand right now.
"Thank you for allowing me to stay" Alice said forcefully pretending she was ok with all of this.
Standing up the young woman gave a slight bow out of respect before she motioned towards the door. Noore had noticed something was up with Alice, for the past hour or so now Noore knew there was a lot to Alice but she didn't seem the type to just get up and leave at a dinner table with King Min himself, and so Noore was filled with concern.
"Had enough to eat already?" Pagan said, his voice was joyful, too joyful.
Alice stopped in her tracks, she had started to pick up on Pagans sarcasm, he always held that happy tone, that smile on his face and those joyful looking eyes. Slowly Alice turned around and smiled, she didn't know exactly how the heck to get out of there but she was having a harder time holding down whatever it was that had been making her sick. Meat smelt rotten to her now, she often got sick like this out of nowhere, sometimes during the mornings when she would eat but if she had not eaten anything like today, it was when she finally did have a big meal that this would happen. This had been going on since Alice had come to Kyrat, so she blamed he food and sudden change of scenery.
"My apologizes, I'm feeling rather unwell all of a sudden." Alice said, her own tone of voice was joyful as she smiled back at Pagan.
With a nod Pagan gestured for her to leave and Alice didn't try to bluff on her desperation to get out of there as she briskly walked out of the room and once she was down far enough of the hallway she darted for the nearest place. Just up a head was a shower room and as disgusting as it may have been Alice made a bee line for it. Within seconds she was on her knees and hurling up, all the food she had consumed just couldn't stay put could it? Feeling weak and exhausted Alice sat on the dirty ground, her arms trembling as she closed her eyes, her body hurt.
Perhaps it was the drugs, drugs always made her sick and gave her headaches as she had come to relies. From the far side the sound of footsteps caught Alice's attention, she was caught off guard weakened by this sudden sickness and as she looked over her shoulder she saw Noore. This woman came to her in the darkness of the room and sat along her side putting a hand on her shoulder and slowly closing the distance between them, hugging her, comforting her…like a mother.
