Chapter Thirteen
It wasn't long after Val had been set free, that he found Europa. Curious, he had returned to the compound where he had been kidnapped to only days before. Sneaking around, he had found a room, shut off and sealed off from the rest of the world. In it, was his daughter, Sarah. Or what used to be Sarah, now Europa.
She was sitting in a chair, and had been fastened to it with metal bands. She wore a long-sleeved outfit, and long pants with hiking boots. Running into one sleeve, was an IV tube. Her love for her husband must have been faltering, and the tube was delivering more potion. Europa had not seen Val enter. Her eyes and ears were covered with white covers that fitted tightly over both. Likely, they filtered white noise and occasional images to her senses. Over her nose and mouth, was an oxygen mask like those used at hospitals...This one likely keeping her doped up and spacey, through certain vaporizing techniques. Looking back down at her hands, Val noticed that the same metal that covered her eyes and ears also covered her hands in a glove, likely cutting off her sense of touch.
After a bit of thought, Val realized what was going on. Morgead was probably preparing her to loose the gates of Hell for him. She would need to focus her new powers. And the best way to focus any powers, was to not have any distractions from the outside world. Or the inside world, as was obvious.
How many times a day did she see a human? Did she ever see humans at all? Did she ever leave the chair? All those questions were running through Val's mind like wildfire. Questions which Sarah could not have at all. Such powers had been taken away from her. The only powers she could have, were the powers given to her by marrying Morgead. And even those had been put under control, ready for harnessment, in terrible uses by Gabriel and Morgead. No one cared for her. And if she did ever escape that chair, it was likely in the hands of IT, who wasn't human, and would take her directly to her chamber. Only to lock her away from the world again.
Val knelt, tears coursing down his face. "My only daughter. My sweet flesh and blood." he paused, drawing a shuddering gasp of breath. "My SoulMate! What the fucking hell have they done to my sweet, Goddess-loving SoulMate! Damn you Morgead! Damn you to your fucking palace in hell!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs and Sarah jumped. There was no clue that she was awake, only that she had heard him scream. Val sat back on his heels and sobbed, his hands covering his face. This whole thing was getting to be too much for him. If only he had been a responsible father, this never would have happened. If only Dawn had been a responsible mother, this never would have happened. If Val hadn't left Dawn, and Dawn hadn't left Sarah-Sinead, they wouldn't be in this situation. And his little girl would be safe from all the harm that was ahead.
Finally, Val calmed down a bit. Even though she couldn't feel it, he stood up and touched her hand. Anger as stinging as acid was now snaking its way through his veins. Nothing could calm this inner fireball. As he looked at his daughter, Val vowed to end this once and for all. And if he did not? Then he told all the goddesses and gods that were listening, that if he could not free his daughter, he should no longer be her Eternal SoulMate. After that pledge, all Val could do, was leave.
It wasn't long after Val had been set free, that he found Europa. Curious, he had returned to the compound where he had been kidnapped to only days before. Sneaking around, he had found a room, shut off and sealed off from the rest of the world. In it, was his daughter, Sarah. Or what used to be Sarah, now Europa.
She was sitting in a chair, and had been fastened to it with metal bands. She wore a long-sleeved outfit, and long pants with hiking boots. Running into one sleeve, was an IV tube. Her love for her husband must have been faltering, and the tube was delivering more potion. Europa had not seen Val enter. Her eyes and ears were covered with white covers that fitted tightly over both. Likely, they filtered white noise and occasional images to her senses. Over her nose and mouth, was an oxygen mask like those used at hospitals...This one likely keeping her doped up and spacey, through certain vaporizing techniques. Looking back down at her hands, Val noticed that the same metal that covered her eyes and ears also covered her hands in a glove, likely cutting off her sense of touch.
After a bit of thought, Val realized what was going on. Morgead was probably preparing her to loose the gates of Hell for him. She would need to focus her new powers. And the best way to focus any powers, was to not have any distractions from the outside world. Or the inside world, as was obvious.
How many times a day did she see a human? Did she ever see humans at all? Did she ever leave the chair? All those questions were running through Val's mind like wildfire. Questions which Sarah could not have at all. Such powers had been taken away from her. The only powers she could have, were the powers given to her by marrying Morgead. And even those had been put under control, ready for harnessment, in terrible uses by Gabriel and Morgead. No one cared for her. And if she did ever escape that chair, it was likely in the hands of IT, who wasn't human, and would take her directly to her chamber. Only to lock her away from the world again.
Val knelt, tears coursing down his face. "My only daughter. My sweet flesh and blood." he paused, drawing a shuddering gasp of breath. "My SoulMate! What the fucking hell have they done to my sweet, Goddess-loving SoulMate! Damn you Morgead! Damn you to your fucking palace in hell!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs and Sarah jumped. There was no clue that she was awake, only that she had heard him scream. Val sat back on his heels and sobbed, his hands covering his face. This whole thing was getting to be too much for him. If only he had been a responsible father, this never would have happened. If only Dawn had been a responsible mother, this never would have happened. If Val hadn't left Dawn, and Dawn hadn't left Sarah-Sinead, they wouldn't be in this situation. And his little girl would be safe from all the harm that was ahead.
Finally, Val calmed down a bit. Even though she couldn't feel it, he stood up and touched her hand. Anger as stinging as acid was now snaking its way through his veins. Nothing could calm this inner fireball. As he looked at his daughter, Val vowed to end this once and for all. And if he did not? Then he told all the goddesses and gods that were listening, that if he could not free his daughter, he should no longer be her Eternal SoulMate. After that pledge, all Val could do, was leave.