Author's Note: I HAVE FINISHED! No more college for me! I have nothing until I start Uni in september. Wish me luck with that.

Meijin Lightus: Not in this version of the Spire believe me. I gave it a conscious. It can practically do whatever it wants.

Baby Mama Valkyria: That sounds like a good plan, but I would advise you don't make any plans on how to torture and kill the commadant until after this chapter, and you may want to add lucien too the list.

A Warning for adult content (Ish), and some really bad stuff...So, yeah. I can't really say enjoy this chapter either so...well, read and review.

Chapter 37 – The heart is shattered

Sparrow sat watching people below. How long had she been in here now? She had lost count, she was still disobeying orders left right a centre, Blaike praised her on her determination, after apologizing several hundred times for causing her pain. Sparrow barely noticed the things around her anymore, they were just common and she had gotten used to it.

'Sparrow?' Blaike spoke up, he had not spoken to her for at least three days, but she could hear an edge of pain to his voice.

'I am guessing the commandant is coming to get me because Lucien wants to speak to me?' Sparrow sighed. Lucien was still trying to recruit her, trying to persuade her to stand at his side. She had let him know her reply not in the best of ways, it resulted in her being punished anyway. She absent mindly reached for her neck where the collar was connected. The skin was red, raw and painful, but she hardly felt it. Her back wounds were now pale and white, they no longer hurt, but the pain they had caused remained in her mind.

'Yes…I am scared for Sparrow…' Before she could reply, she heard someone behind her.

"Hero, you are to come with me." She heard the commandant.

"whatever, my answer is still no." Sparrow shrugged and followed. She passed ships of new guards, she looked at them as she passed. Poor sods, she thought, they had not yet realized the hell they were walking into. She turned to look at the Commandant who was walking ahead, to find him observing her. "what?" she frowned. He didn't satisfy her with an answer, she scowled. She hated everyone in this damned place. Blaike was the only one who would speak to her, unless Lucien wished to see her, she really missed having Bob to speak too. She walked into the central part of the spire, and for the first time the Commandant seemed like he was staying during this talk, she frowned, that couldn't mean anything good. Then she realized Lucien was smiling rather sweetly at her, and she knew something was up.

"Ah, hero. Good, I have a little something special planned for today." Lucien said.

"Really? I can't wait." Sparrow muttered, clearly not bothered. She didn't want to play games with him.

"I am sure you can't." Lucien smirked, the next thing she knew, the Commandant had grabbed her, holding her arms behind her. She groaned in pain as her bones and muscles ached under his tight grip.

"What are you playing at now?" She demanded, then stopped as she saw Lucien was holding a small knife and a bottle of a liquid. She couldn't tell what it was, but she could tell it was some sort of a poison…He was going to Poison her! Hadn't Blaike said she would get to her friends again?

"Oh, don't worry, this poison won't kill you, yet. But, I have a little game for you and the Commandant to play." Lucien smirked, Sparrow began to panic, what kind of game. Lucien just laughed at her expression. As soon as she felt the Commandant pull her closer, she began to struggle, she couldn't let him…In her head she could her Blaike crying as he was helpless to help her.

Sparrow couldn't remember how long her torture last for, but she finally knew how sadistic the men were. The Commandant threw her to the floor as if she were naught but a rag down. She whole body ached, she could barely move, she could barely see… During the intermate torture, Lucien had stepped forward, the small knife coated in poison in hand. The spire was filled with agonising screams as the Lord gouged out her left eye. She had also been viciously cut, she knew they would all scar. She weakly tried pushing herself up, she felt some unknown fluid drip from her lower area, but she was pretty sure some of it was blood. They had taken so much from her already, she was officially broken. She looked for her trousers, but the Commandant and Lucien stood between them and her. They were looking down at her, she took a deep breath.

"You won't get away with…with this!" She spat, Lucien laughed.

"I believe we just have." Lucien told her. "Besides, I don't' believe he is finished yet." Sparrow's only eye flicked to the commandant as fear over took her heart and she knew there was nothing she could do.

Sparrow sat in an empty part of the spire, with no one around. Trying to forget the events that had transpired, the poison still pumping through her veins. It had been a surprise when it hadn't worked against her. Once the commandant had finished with her, he put her in the barracks to let the other guards, the obedient guards have a little 'treat' too. She curled up, hugging herself as tears fell from her right eye, whilst tears of blood fell from her left. She would never be whole again.

Deep within the Spire, Garth were furiously beating on the magic door locking him within the prison. A guard laughed, and approached him.

"what's got you all worked up?" He grinned. "Maybe it was the screams of that delicious female guard."

"What are you talking about?" Garth glared, he had heard her screams of pain.

"Well, she was a lot of fun, a little in denial. But, having a little resistance made it all the more fun." The guard's eyes glinted and Garth fully understood. In a single instant, his will lines appeared and he destroyed the door, before taking out the guard with a single shock spell. He glared down at the man, before kicking him over the edge of the spire floor. A white ball of light appeared before him.

'I know where Sparrow is, please hurry and follow me.' It said, Garth felt like he could trust the voice, and thus followed it.

'I'm coming little Sparrow.' Garth said, the faint lines on his body glowed in his anger. He would destroy anything else that dared to harm the young hero.