She watched as he paced around the room reading his books, reciting spells and adding potions to a large coudron in the middle of the room. A purple and green fire was lit underneath yet produced no spoke. She arched her eyebrow as he chanted another spell dropping the another few drops of a black potion into the pot.
He had been at it for several hours - not that she knew what time it was, nor whether it was day or night. On the long list of shit that bothered her about this shitty place. Not knowing whether it was day or night bothered her the most. Second to that was Charmcaster's damn obsession with her.
She grabbed the hem of the blanket tucking it more under her chin as she watched him continue. Maybe she could learn a thing or two to bust out of here. It was unlikely but she was hopeful anyhow.
She gently pushed her good leg over to the side before eyeing the toast he had laid out for her before she had awaken. It was nothing special - bread with butter and jam on it, two slices. Something that was sweet and sugary with a bit of fat attached to it. She knew she had lost a couple pounds from being their prisoner but the way he had smothered the bread made her feel like she was anoroxic and needed it. Not wanted - needed. She leaned her back against the pillow careful not to aggrevate her injuries as she picked up the small plate of toast and began to eat as quietly as she could. It was cold and stale. Like it had been sitting beside her for a few hours.
Like they hadn't bought an actual food in a couple of weeks. She coughed lightly before grabbing the bottle of water next to her. Something that wasn't in short supply to her. Thankfully. Taking a few gulps before placing it back onto the bench before continuing to watch him. She wanted to make conversation - ask him why he had cared so much as to remove her from Charmcaster sick, psychopathic grasp but she knew the answer-
-He wanted her to kill her family.
So the conversation was dead. She could answer her own question and there was no point in talking to him.
It would only upset her.
She leaned over, staring at her food and munching on it slowly instead. Like a camel - savouring the taste, wondering when her next meal will come again.
Another bite, another potion dropped into the couldran, another awkward silence filtering the room.
Maybe it was better they didn't speak to each other. She didn't want to piss him off and end up with more wounds on her body then there already was. Or worse, he gives her back to Charmcaster.
She took another bite, another drink, another gulp, another angry glare towards her.
She looked up finally catching his eyes. How long had he been glaring? Why was he glaring at her?
She gulped the food down before avoiding his eye line. Did everything just get hot for a second?
She she stopped eating, setting the plate down on the side of the table before running a hand through her hair. Yet, he still continued to stare.
"C-can I-I got to the bathroom, please?" She muttered looking away from him. She didn't know why his glare bothered her so much. Usually, she would have some witty remark, spit in his face before dropping him to the ground before arresting him.
But there was no more back-up, no harming him even if she wanted too. No, she had too much control over her now...everyone did.
He moved over to her before roughly grabbing her chin and lifting it up to meet her gaze.
"Are you going to try and escape?" He asked looking for a honest answer. She bit her lip, gulping. Yeah, some part was desperate enough to try - punch him in the face and make a run for it - be beaten to a pulp and probably have another leg stabbed in by Charmcaster. Another part wanted her to just heal up, savour her time until she could escape and be free.
She shook her head finally making her decision. An honest one.
"Alright!" He muttered before removing the blankets off her.
"Turn left, down the hall, first door on your right"
She nodded, slowly getting up, wobbly as ever on her legs. Her hunched posture didn't help her wounds either. The wounds on her back had began to scar very quickly thanks to Hex but they had restricted her movement and made it painful to move anywhere. Heck, even her leg could straighten anymore thanks to Charmcaster. She took a breathe as she made it to the door, quickly turning the brass knob of the wooden door before making her way out.
She winced her eyes as she moved down the hallway before turning into the bathroom.
She breathed out, closing her eyes as she locked the door behind her. Alone at last, thank god. She sat down on the toilet seat taking a minute to assess her situation.
It was either she remain here, being endlessly tortured by Charmcaster or killing her family and then being endlessly tortured by Charmcaster.
She just wanted to crawl under a bed and hide from the terror two. She closed her eyes, tears running down her cheeks as she whimpered. She ran a hand through her hair breaking down in pain.
She just needed a moment to collect herself. She sniffed blowing her nose with some of the toilet paper before she moved over to the mirror and stared at her reflection. Black and blue rings under her eyes, pale skin with a hint of defeat and despair. She winced, whimpering again before she breathed in.
She wasn't like this. She was a fighter and they had broken her. Any person would act this way after the intense physical and psychological damaged that she had endured.
Taking in one last breathe, she straightened herself out. Hex had lent her some clothes - a black baggy tunic like shirt that barely fit her and some black jogger bottoms that barely fit her waistline. They slipped down her thighs but not enough to be a pain, though a belt would be handy. She stared at her damaged hand, wrapped in a thick layer of gauze cloth and tucked into her side with a sling upon request, she could no longer extend her hand anymore and it worried her not that she wanted to move it. She was still disgusted what Zombozo had done to her and swore to get her revenge as soon as she saw him again. She took one last look at herself, noticing the thick red lines under her eyelids. He'd know if she had been crying instantly. She splashed some water in her face before grabbing a nearby towel and patting her face down. It only made her feel slightly better.
'knock, knock'
A fist clanged against the wooden door. She rolled her eyes not even trying to bother to guess. Charmcaster, she hadn't left Hex's side long enough for him to come after her and she knew Charmcaster had probably been waiting for the opportunity to grab her.
Crazy Bitch!
She sighed before standing up and throwing the towel onto the side before opening the door.
"Yes, Charmcaster" She muttered before she noticed that there was rock instead. She gulped before looking up at the pissed off rock monster. Had Hex not called off his guard dogs so she could just go to the bathroom in peace or had he just been so absentminded as to forget that Charmcaster had them trained to attack her when she wasn't near either one of the two assholes.
"Hex, he let me go to the bathroom" She backed off as the rock monster blocked the only exit available.
"I said Hex is letting me go" It slapped her making her collapse to the ground in pain. She winced as she held her chin making sure it hadn't snapped her jaw. The floor rumbled as it came near her, threatening to harm her again as she backed up against the sink.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed at it but it hit her in the mouth again forcing her to collapse back down. Blood spewed from her nose as she held herself. She was too weak too fit it and it knew it.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Tears began to stream down her red rosey cheeks as it raised it's fist in the air ready to beat her to a pulp and drag her back to the basement.
"STOP!"
"PLEASE!" She winced her eyes, backing away as she screamed.
"Why won't you LISTEN TO ME!" She screamed her lungs out powers flailing as she threw a disk towards his chest. It stopped immediately, frozen in place. Feet planted to the floor. She rubbed the tears out of her eyes as she looked up staring at the frozen statue. She arched her eyebrow, breathing in as she stood up clinging onto the sink for support.
Why did it stop? She didn't understand. Was this remorse?
"Go a-away" She whispered towards it hoping it would just leave.
It's hand came down to it's side as it turned away and began to move towards the door.
"W-wait!" It stopped.
"Come back" It turned around. Gwen stared in shock.
"You're listening to me" She stared in shock. She stared down towards her hands. A new spell? or a new Antodyte trick? She couldn't decide which she had never known her to control beings...but...she had controlled rock monsters in the past and right now this one was hers.
"Raise your arms up in the air"
It responded like a soldier.
"Put them down"
And so it did. She smiled gleefully before running up and hugging it. She cried happily. Right now this 'monster' was her only hope of escape. She leaned up, staring into it's purple eyes.
"I want you to wait near the Gate to Anywhere and find the secret password to exit this place - it's true name. Understand?"
It nodded before turning around and leaning, she watched as it made it's way down the hallway and turned left. She smiled happily, rubbing the last tear out of her eye before she moved back down the hallway towards Hex's room. She was happy. Finally, after months of torture. She quickly rubbed her cheek before pretending to be sad and walk back in the room. Hex instantly caught her attention - scowl present on his face as he glared at her.
"Is something wrong?" She asked before making her way back over to the bed. He turned back to his book, reading another page.
"What person takes 20minutes in a bathroom" He muttered. She arched her eyebrow wanting to ask him to point out a clock in the room.
Instead she just sighed.
"I'm sorry Hex, it won't happen again" She muttered trying to act the part of the hostage scared of its master.
"It better not. Go back to bed, I don't want to hear you for the rest of the evening" He growled at her. She nodded immediately before laying back into bed and tucking herself up. She kept her face hidden from the older man as she smiled to herself.
She'd be out of here in the next few days, all she had to do was convince either one of the assholes to step outside that gate and she had the perfect idea who.
