Zaibach's Worst Enemy 2!
I woke up on a bed. That's the scary thing, it was a bed, like, a good one, not a hard wood one. But, the bad thing was, My wrists and ankles were bound together with a thin yet strong piece of rope. They tied my hands and feet together so tight that when I tried to pull them apart they scraped my skin and.... hmm.... how can I explain it? It stung, but I didn't start bleeding. I scowled and decided to worry about it after I had gotten an idea, an escape plan.
I looked up and examined the room I was in. I had seen it the night before. The one with Dilandau and Folken, when they were talking about getting their food from us. The room wasn't lit very much, and was rather dark. There were no windows, and when I looked a the door I saw a key pad, obviously there was a code needed. And they obviously didn't want me getting out. I groaned, and then I remembered my mask. My hands flew up to my face, and I was happy to find it was still there. But, that didn't mean that he hadn't taken it off while I was out.
"How am I supposed to get out of here?" I asked, looking around the room for camera's and maybe something I could use to get out of the Zaibach empire.
"You're not," Dilandau cooed from the shadows stepping forward into the light, or as much light as he could. I glared.
"You," I said, and jumped off the bed. He smiled evily and looked at me. "What's wrong? You have to have me tied up while I'm awake? Am I too much of a threat to have loose?" I asked, mocking him.
"Yes," he said simply. "You know this place just as well as I do, if you were to get out, you could do too much damage, provided we didn't catch you in time," he said, and walked over to me. I couldn't move, even if I wanted to. My feet and hands were still bound, but not for too long.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as he bent down by my legs and took out his sword. I didn't have to wait for the answer, I heard the ropes cutting and my legs had more space, they weren't weren't as crushed.
"That answer your question?" He asked, as he stud up and put the sword to my hands "You know..... it would be a whole lot easier to just kill you now, while you're helpless," he said, and turned my hand over, wrist up.
"But where's the honor in that? Killing someone while they have nothing to fight with? And I'm a women no less," I said, looking right at him with my strong yet rather mysterious eyes. He looked at me and took a step forward, I wasn't surprised, everyone I looked at like that moved closer. Everyone except the girls of course. For some reason, only the guys were effected by them. Like I had some kind of mind control on them or something.
"You're right, there is no honor, besides, I want to see the shock on your face when I pull off that mask of yours, hm," he said, and put a hand on my mask. I jerked my head away and sent my foot flying in the air to kick him in the back of the neck. But, it was like he knew that I was going to do it, his hand moved and caught my foot just before it hit his neck, he didn't even seemed surprised, more like, bored. I glared at him and he dropped my foot. "Now, let's see what you really look like," he said, and moved his hand to my face again. I moved away, but he gripped my hands and pulled me a few steps forward, so that he could take it off with no problem. I struggled to pull away, and tried to kick him again, but he moved away and my foot sailed by harmlessly. He smiled and looked at me.
"Let go!" I said, more like I was demanding, not requesting, and tried to pull my hands away again.
"If you're going to be so difficult then I'll just make this easier," he said, and pushed me back and my knee's feel over the side of the bed and I fell onto it.
"Hey!" I shouted, and tried to push him away with my feet, he just acted like they weren't there, and batted them away. He shoved my hand's over my head and held them there. I didn't like how this was going, he put a hand on the top of my mask and ripped it off. I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes. I was hoping he wouldn't recognize me as the girl he had seen in the market, the one who somehow caught his eye.
"You?" he asked, and put his hand to my chin, making me look at him face to face.
"Yeah, me, the person you'd least expect," I said, and kicked him away. "Are you going to let me go now?" I asked, sitting up.
"Let you go? Never, not with all you know," he said, and started walking away. "This is rather interesting news, Folken told me that there was a rather attractive girl who might be of some use to Ziabach," he said. I blushed a little and then glared at him.
"Then at least cut the ropes on my hands," I said, and held them out to him. He looked back and then turned around and started walking to the bed again. He pulled out his sword and cut my ropes easy as pie. First thing I did, check to see if my sword was there.
"You think that we'd leave you equipped after you've done so much to hurt Ziabach?" He asked, chuckling a little.
"Give me back my sword!" I shouted and tackled him to the ground. His sword went flying from his hand and landed across the room. "Give it back!" I shouted, punching him.
"Yeah right!" he yelled, and rolled over, pinning me to the floor, like he hand on the bed. "Like we're going to give Ziabach's worst enemy their weapon so that they can escape," he said, and glared at me. I glared back and sent my foot flying, he let go of one of my hands and caught my foot. But as his hand wasn't pinning me to the ground I used the time to punch him again.
"Worst enemy?" I asked, trying to make him get off.
"Yes," he said, licking the corner of his bottom lip, and tasted the blood that had started coming out from when I had punched him. "You made me bleed," he said, and smiled wickedly. I suddenly didn't feel too comfortable.
"So I did, what are you planing to do about it?" I asked, and looked up as strongly as I could, considering I didn't feel so strong anymore.
"I must admit little girl, you have, an attitude," he said narrowed his eyes. I glared up at him, but the way he was looking at me with his strong, strange and yet very powerful red eyes I felt like a mouse being killed by a python.
"I get it from listening to all you're dumb idea's on destroying the world and all that other junk. All that stuff that's not going to happen as long as I'm around to stop it."
"That's too bad, I guess we'll have to kill you," he said, a wicked smile planted on his face. "Which is rather upsetting, you have talent," He said, and looked at me, almost like it was a warning.
I smirked. "If you were thinking that I would join Ziabach then you're dead wrong," I said. He laughed and stud up.
"Good thing that it's not what I was thinking then, other wise, according to you, I'm dead," He said, as I sat up.
"Wow, you have a sense of humor?" I asked, standing. He chuckled.
"Believe it or not," he said, and walked to the door.
"Hey! What about my sword?" I asked, running up to him and standing in front of him and the door.
"Are you planing to stop me?" He asked, when I didn't move he sighed. "You're weapon is as impressive as you're strength and good looks, almost as good as mine, but, I'm keeping it," He said, and pushed me against the wall, with almost no difficulty at all.
"Hey!" I shouted, and high kicked him in the jaw before he had time to catch it. He flew back and stumbled to keep his balance.
"You have a strong kick, but you do know that now I'm going to have to make you pay for that," he said, chuckling. He didn't even hold his jaw the way everyone else did.
"And how is that?" I asked, now almost as confidant as I always was.
"What are you most afraid of? I know that it's not me, and it's not death, other wise you wouldn't have come to Ziabach in the first place. So then what?" He asked, starring at me.
"Like I would tell you," I said. I saw his eyes flicker. I smiled kind of cockily, "Is that all right with you?" I asked.
"Fine, I'll just find out later," he said, and walked back to the door. I tried to run up to him to stop him again, but he knew what I was doing, turned, grabbed my arms, and pinned me against the door.
"Ah," I said, I glared at him and he smiled, like I had, cockily. I glared at him. He was mocking me! "Let me go," I said, and kept looking at him.
"No, I like it when you can't do anything," He said. "I could do whatever I wanted, and you'd just be able to sit there," he said, and then stepped closer. "I could even kiss you if I wanted," he said, and leaned in as if he was going to, and then stopped, and pulled away. "Of course I wasn't about to, not to waist it on you anyway.
"Good, I didn't want it," I said. "If you really wanted to waist it, then you could do what you probably do all the time though, go make out with you're precious Dragon Slayers," I said, smiling evil.
"Why you little," he said, and his grip on my arms became so tight that I had to close my eyes and bit my lip. "Just for that, I should kiss you, considering I know that's what you don't want me to do," He said, and leaned in again. "But, I don't want to," he said, and pushed me to the side like I was air. I fell onto the bed and he was out the door by the time I sat up and was going to get him again. I scowled and punched the bed.
"Give me back my sword!" I yelled into the empty room.
* * *
I woke up, eventually after pounding on the wall and making my knuckles bleed, I had made myself tired, and stalked over to the bed.
I looked around the room, and sat up. My eyes traveled to ever space that was rather dark. I remembered how Dilandau had hidden in the shadows. I saw a little speck of light coming out of the walls at one time, and when I looked harder I saw someone's outline.
"You can come out, I know you're there," I said, tossing off the covers. When no one or nothing moved, I walked up to it. "Dilandau, what a surprise," I said sarcastically, turning to go back to the bed.
"Happy to see me?" He asked, matching my tone.
"Oh delighted," I said, mockingly. "You can do a girls voice very well, I wonder if there's a reason for that..." I said turning around to look tauntingly at him. He glared at me and I couldn't help but smile.
"Is there a reason for you to look like a man?" He asked. I glared at him and then went to side kick him, but he caught my foot, as if it was something he did without thinking. And before I could even get within two inches of his face too. I scowled as he let go of my food and chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked, turning around angrily and walking to the bed.
"The fact that you think that I can't tell when you're going to try and kick me. That's what I think is so funny," He said, still chuckling.
"That's not funny, that's disturbing," I said. I walked back over to the bed, and looked around. Maybe I could choke him 'till he died. Then when they came to get his dead body, I could escape.
"It's still surprising," he had said, and as I turned to face him, I saw him looking me over.
"What is?" I asked.
"That you, of all people, you're the one who is the trouble maker for Ziabach. You, a women. To know that you have such a talent, it's a little scary. For all we know you could decide to train a whole fleet to help you destroy Ziabach," he said, and I smiled.
"Nope, you don't have to worry about that with me. My revenge is for me and me alone. I don't accept help from anyone, especially not people like you. Or anyone that might want to," I said, I watched him, his expression didn't change all that much, he just raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Well, then you're mission is going to end up being cut short, because you're not going to see the outside of this room, ever," he said, walking up to me. I stud standing tall, and even though my head was tilted back, looking up at him, I felt as if I was looking down.
"Why do you say it with such confidence?" I asked, glaring him down. He smiled wickedly and the grasped my arm so quickly and so tightly, my face winced before I could do anything to make it stop.
"Because I could have killed you five times over before you even knew your heart had stopped," he said, and threw me against the wall, like I was nothing.
As my back made an impact on the mettle, I heard it crack several times. My arm was hurting, but I stopped myself from showing any pain. I stud up tall, and waited as Dilandau approached me again.
He gripped my arm again, and twisted it behind my back, making it hurt even more. I gritted my teeth to stop from screaming out, it hurt, and it hurt a lot.
"Do you see my strength?" he asked.
"Oh please, don't go talking like someone smart, totally opposite of your natural self," I said, in consequence, he pulled my arm up higher, therefor making the pain even larger.
"You give?" he asked, like how my brother's had said so many times to each other.
"Never, like I'm going to give into you, if I do, which I wont by the way, it's going to be because you're dead and my swords master is avenged," I said, and he pulled my arm up so high, I had to bend down so far, I could have sworn that my nose was touching my knee's. I couldn't go down any further, and he kept lifting my arm.
Finally, I heard a "pop". I was gripping my other hand so tightly my nails started making my palm start bleeding.
"That's what's going to happen all over your body unless you give up," He said, dropping me. I collapsed on the floor and gripped my arm. I had to get it back in the socket, it would hurt too much to keep it out of place like it was.
"Fine then, but I'm never giving up," I said, standing. I didn't like being so much lower then his shoulders. It made me feel like I was weak. Like I had already given up.
"You really want to see how much it's going to hurt before you will give up?" Dilandau asked, he gripped my dislocated arm and I but my lip so hard so quickly that my tooth broke the skin and blood just barley started to bleed.
"I don't need a sample, I just want to get on and kill you," I said, he tossed me against the wall again, and then was right there in front of me.
"You kill me?" He asked, sticking his face in mine. "If I do recall, you're the one in pain," He said, and then punched me before walking to the door.
"If you think that my beating me, you're going to make me break, then I'm afraid that you're going to be very, very disappointed," I said, gripping my arm, lifting it in the air, and pulling on it until I heard another "pop".
He turned around, hearing what I had said and hearing that I had fixed my arm. "I know you're not going to break easily, but believe me, you will," he said. I glared at him, and he looked at my arm. "Still hurt?" He asked.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but no, it doesn't," I said, and of course I was lying. It was killing me, and I hoped that they hadn't had any camera's in this room. I was planing to start nursing my arm as soon as he left and try to make it feel better.
"Really? I can fix that," he said, and started walking back over to me.
"Like I said, beating me isn't going to make me give at all," I said, and even when he punched me, all I did was snap my head to the side so his fist sailed harmlessly by my head. "I'm not going to just stand here and let you take cheep shots at me, I have a brain," I said.
"Could have fooled me," Dilandau said, sarcasm thick in his tone.
"Ya know, if I recall, I'm the one who's done more damage to your country then you have to mine," I said, and then starting walking past him, over to the bed. I was tired and wanted sleep desperately.
"I can always change that," he said, turning to me, and I swiveled around to face him. "Make terres our new enemy and set course for there, as our new target," he said, a wicked smile planted on his face.
"It's all right when you torture me, I have no problem with it, but stay the hell away from my family and my village," I said, fully aggressive and ready to plunge a dagger or sword right through his heart.
"Oh, have I hit something? Something that might actually be considered a weak point for the all mighty worrier or Terres?" Dilandau askes, amused by my sudden protections for a town.
"Shut up, don't you even think about attacking my homeland," I said, narrowing my eyes in a threat. "It would just give me an even bigger reason to kill you," I said, and stalked off to the bed.
"You still think that you can kill me?" Dilandau asked. "Even though I've hurt you so badly?"
"You mearly scratched me, nothing can ever hurt me physically," I said, glancing up at him. Of course I'm lying, there's always something that can hurt everyone physically, but I figure, if he doesn't know that then I'm good to go. He doesn't seem very bright anyway.
"There is always something that can hurt someone," he said. "And I plan to find out what that is, and when I do, you had better be prepared for pain, and lots of it," He said, walking to the door.
"Nothing you do can hurt me..." I said, but he wasn't listening to what I was saying. He punched in the code and then left. I cursed silently as I gripped my arm in pain.
It hurt to move it, and it hurt to hold it, but it was comforting. I just hoped he didn't make something that would really hurt me.
Okay, I'm done! What does everyone think hmm??? please write and tell me! I don't bite! partly because I can't reach you, and partly because that's my sister's job. Anyway! Write and let me know!! Arigato!! ^_^
I woke up on a bed. That's the scary thing, it was a bed, like, a good one, not a hard wood one. But, the bad thing was, My wrists and ankles were bound together with a thin yet strong piece of rope. They tied my hands and feet together so tight that when I tried to pull them apart they scraped my skin and.... hmm.... how can I explain it? It stung, but I didn't start bleeding. I scowled and decided to worry about it after I had gotten an idea, an escape plan.
I looked up and examined the room I was in. I had seen it the night before. The one with Dilandau and Folken, when they were talking about getting their food from us. The room wasn't lit very much, and was rather dark. There were no windows, and when I looked a the door I saw a key pad, obviously there was a code needed. And they obviously didn't want me getting out. I groaned, and then I remembered my mask. My hands flew up to my face, and I was happy to find it was still there. But, that didn't mean that he hadn't taken it off while I was out.
"How am I supposed to get out of here?" I asked, looking around the room for camera's and maybe something I could use to get out of the Zaibach empire.
"You're not," Dilandau cooed from the shadows stepping forward into the light, or as much light as he could. I glared.
"You," I said, and jumped off the bed. He smiled evily and looked at me. "What's wrong? You have to have me tied up while I'm awake? Am I too much of a threat to have loose?" I asked, mocking him.
"Yes," he said simply. "You know this place just as well as I do, if you were to get out, you could do too much damage, provided we didn't catch you in time," he said, and walked over to me. I couldn't move, even if I wanted to. My feet and hands were still bound, but not for too long.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as he bent down by my legs and took out his sword. I didn't have to wait for the answer, I heard the ropes cutting and my legs had more space, they weren't weren't as crushed.
"That answer your question?" He asked, as he stud up and put the sword to my hands "You know..... it would be a whole lot easier to just kill you now, while you're helpless," he said, and turned my hand over, wrist up.
"But where's the honor in that? Killing someone while they have nothing to fight with? And I'm a women no less," I said, looking right at him with my strong yet rather mysterious eyes. He looked at me and took a step forward, I wasn't surprised, everyone I looked at like that moved closer. Everyone except the girls of course. For some reason, only the guys were effected by them. Like I had some kind of mind control on them or something.
"You're right, there is no honor, besides, I want to see the shock on your face when I pull off that mask of yours, hm," he said, and put a hand on my mask. I jerked my head away and sent my foot flying in the air to kick him in the back of the neck. But, it was like he knew that I was going to do it, his hand moved and caught my foot just before it hit his neck, he didn't even seemed surprised, more like, bored. I glared at him and he dropped my foot. "Now, let's see what you really look like," he said, and moved his hand to my face again. I moved away, but he gripped my hands and pulled me a few steps forward, so that he could take it off with no problem. I struggled to pull away, and tried to kick him again, but he moved away and my foot sailed by harmlessly. He smiled and looked at me.
"Let go!" I said, more like I was demanding, not requesting, and tried to pull my hands away again.
"If you're going to be so difficult then I'll just make this easier," he said, and pushed me back and my knee's feel over the side of the bed and I fell onto it.
"Hey!" I shouted, and tried to push him away with my feet, he just acted like they weren't there, and batted them away. He shoved my hand's over my head and held them there. I didn't like how this was going, he put a hand on the top of my mask and ripped it off. I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes. I was hoping he wouldn't recognize me as the girl he had seen in the market, the one who somehow caught his eye.
"You?" he asked, and put his hand to my chin, making me look at him face to face.
"Yeah, me, the person you'd least expect," I said, and kicked him away. "Are you going to let me go now?" I asked, sitting up.
"Let you go? Never, not with all you know," he said, and started walking away. "This is rather interesting news, Folken told me that there was a rather attractive girl who might be of some use to Ziabach," he said. I blushed a little and then glared at him.
"Then at least cut the ropes on my hands," I said, and held them out to him. He looked back and then turned around and started walking to the bed again. He pulled out his sword and cut my ropes easy as pie. First thing I did, check to see if my sword was there.
"You think that we'd leave you equipped after you've done so much to hurt Ziabach?" He asked, chuckling a little.
"Give me back my sword!" I shouted and tackled him to the ground. His sword went flying from his hand and landed across the room. "Give it back!" I shouted, punching him.
"Yeah right!" he yelled, and rolled over, pinning me to the floor, like he hand on the bed. "Like we're going to give Ziabach's worst enemy their weapon so that they can escape," he said, and glared at me. I glared back and sent my foot flying, he let go of one of my hands and caught my foot. But as his hand wasn't pinning me to the ground I used the time to punch him again.
"Worst enemy?" I asked, trying to make him get off.
"Yes," he said, licking the corner of his bottom lip, and tasted the blood that had started coming out from when I had punched him. "You made me bleed," he said, and smiled wickedly. I suddenly didn't feel too comfortable.
"So I did, what are you planing to do about it?" I asked, and looked up as strongly as I could, considering I didn't feel so strong anymore.
"I must admit little girl, you have, an attitude," he said narrowed his eyes. I glared up at him, but the way he was looking at me with his strong, strange and yet very powerful red eyes I felt like a mouse being killed by a python.
"I get it from listening to all you're dumb idea's on destroying the world and all that other junk. All that stuff that's not going to happen as long as I'm around to stop it."
"That's too bad, I guess we'll have to kill you," he said, a wicked smile planted on his face. "Which is rather upsetting, you have talent," He said, and looked at me, almost like it was a warning.
I smirked. "If you were thinking that I would join Ziabach then you're dead wrong," I said. He laughed and stud up.
"Good thing that it's not what I was thinking then, other wise, according to you, I'm dead," He said, as I sat up.
"Wow, you have a sense of humor?" I asked, standing. He chuckled.
"Believe it or not," he said, and walked to the door.
"Hey! What about my sword?" I asked, running up to him and standing in front of him and the door.
"Are you planing to stop me?" He asked, when I didn't move he sighed. "You're weapon is as impressive as you're strength and good looks, almost as good as mine, but, I'm keeping it," He said, and pushed me against the wall, with almost no difficulty at all.
"Hey!" I shouted, and high kicked him in the jaw before he had time to catch it. He flew back and stumbled to keep his balance.
"You have a strong kick, but you do know that now I'm going to have to make you pay for that," he said, chuckling. He didn't even hold his jaw the way everyone else did.
"And how is that?" I asked, now almost as confidant as I always was.
"What are you most afraid of? I know that it's not me, and it's not death, other wise you wouldn't have come to Ziabach in the first place. So then what?" He asked, starring at me.
"Like I would tell you," I said. I saw his eyes flicker. I smiled kind of cockily, "Is that all right with you?" I asked.
"Fine, I'll just find out later," he said, and walked back to the door. I tried to run up to him to stop him again, but he knew what I was doing, turned, grabbed my arms, and pinned me against the door.
"Ah," I said, I glared at him and he smiled, like I had, cockily. I glared at him. He was mocking me! "Let me go," I said, and kept looking at him.
"No, I like it when you can't do anything," He said. "I could do whatever I wanted, and you'd just be able to sit there," he said, and then stepped closer. "I could even kiss you if I wanted," he said, and leaned in as if he was going to, and then stopped, and pulled away. "Of course I wasn't about to, not to waist it on you anyway.
"Good, I didn't want it," I said. "If you really wanted to waist it, then you could do what you probably do all the time though, go make out with you're precious Dragon Slayers," I said, smiling evil.
"Why you little," he said, and his grip on my arms became so tight that I had to close my eyes and bit my lip. "Just for that, I should kiss you, considering I know that's what you don't want me to do," He said, and leaned in again. "But, I don't want to," he said, and pushed me to the side like I was air. I fell onto the bed and he was out the door by the time I sat up and was going to get him again. I scowled and punched the bed.
"Give me back my sword!" I yelled into the empty room.
* * *
I woke up, eventually after pounding on the wall and making my knuckles bleed, I had made myself tired, and stalked over to the bed.
I looked around the room, and sat up. My eyes traveled to ever space that was rather dark. I remembered how Dilandau had hidden in the shadows. I saw a little speck of light coming out of the walls at one time, and when I looked harder I saw someone's outline.
"You can come out, I know you're there," I said, tossing off the covers. When no one or nothing moved, I walked up to it. "Dilandau, what a surprise," I said sarcastically, turning to go back to the bed.
"Happy to see me?" He asked, matching my tone.
"Oh delighted," I said, mockingly. "You can do a girls voice very well, I wonder if there's a reason for that..." I said turning around to look tauntingly at him. He glared at me and I couldn't help but smile.
"Is there a reason for you to look like a man?" He asked. I glared at him and then went to side kick him, but he caught my foot, as if it was something he did without thinking. And before I could even get within two inches of his face too. I scowled as he let go of my food and chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked, turning around angrily and walking to the bed.
"The fact that you think that I can't tell when you're going to try and kick me. That's what I think is so funny," He said, still chuckling.
"That's not funny, that's disturbing," I said. I walked back over to the bed, and looked around. Maybe I could choke him 'till he died. Then when they came to get his dead body, I could escape.
"It's still surprising," he had said, and as I turned to face him, I saw him looking me over.
"What is?" I asked.
"That you, of all people, you're the one who is the trouble maker for Ziabach. You, a women. To know that you have such a talent, it's a little scary. For all we know you could decide to train a whole fleet to help you destroy Ziabach," he said, and I smiled.
"Nope, you don't have to worry about that with me. My revenge is for me and me alone. I don't accept help from anyone, especially not people like you. Or anyone that might want to," I said, I watched him, his expression didn't change all that much, he just raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Well, then you're mission is going to end up being cut short, because you're not going to see the outside of this room, ever," he said, walking up to me. I stud standing tall, and even though my head was tilted back, looking up at him, I felt as if I was looking down.
"Why do you say it with such confidence?" I asked, glaring him down. He smiled wickedly and the grasped my arm so quickly and so tightly, my face winced before I could do anything to make it stop.
"Because I could have killed you five times over before you even knew your heart had stopped," he said, and threw me against the wall, like I was nothing.
As my back made an impact on the mettle, I heard it crack several times. My arm was hurting, but I stopped myself from showing any pain. I stud up tall, and waited as Dilandau approached me again.
He gripped my arm again, and twisted it behind my back, making it hurt even more. I gritted my teeth to stop from screaming out, it hurt, and it hurt a lot.
"Do you see my strength?" he asked.
"Oh please, don't go talking like someone smart, totally opposite of your natural self," I said, in consequence, he pulled my arm up higher, therefor making the pain even larger.
"You give?" he asked, like how my brother's had said so many times to each other.
"Never, like I'm going to give into you, if I do, which I wont by the way, it's going to be because you're dead and my swords master is avenged," I said, and he pulled my arm up so high, I had to bend down so far, I could have sworn that my nose was touching my knee's. I couldn't go down any further, and he kept lifting my arm.
Finally, I heard a "pop". I was gripping my other hand so tightly my nails started making my palm start bleeding.
"That's what's going to happen all over your body unless you give up," He said, dropping me. I collapsed on the floor and gripped my arm. I had to get it back in the socket, it would hurt too much to keep it out of place like it was.
"Fine then, but I'm never giving up," I said, standing. I didn't like being so much lower then his shoulders. It made me feel like I was weak. Like I had already given up.
"You really want to see how much it's going to hurt before you will give up?" Dilandau asked, he gripped my dislocated arm and I but my lip so hard so quickly that my tooth broke the skin and blood just barley started to bleed.
"I don't need a sample, I just want to get on and kill you," I said, he tossed me against the wall again, and then was right there in front of me.
"You kill me?" He asked, sticking his face in mine. "If I do recall, you're the one in pain," He said, and then punched me before walking to the door.
"If you think that my beating me, you're going to make me break, then I'm afraid that you're going to be very, very disappointed," I said, gripping my arm, lifting it in the air, and pulling on it until I heard another "pop".
He turned around, hearing what I had said and hearing that I had fixed my arm. "I know you're not going to break easily, but believe me, you will," he said. I glared at him, and he looked at my arm. "Still hurt?" He asked.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but no, it doesn't," I said, and of course I was lying. It was killing me, and I hoped that they hadn't had any camera's in this room. I was planing to start nursing my arm as soon as he left and try to make it feel better.
"Really? I can fix that," he said, and started walking back over to me.
"Like I said, beating me isn't going to make me give at all," I said, and even when he punched me, all I did was snap my head to the side so his fist sailed harmlessly by my head. "I'm not going to just stand here and let you take cheep shots at me, I have a brain," I said.
"Could have fooled me," Dilandau said, sarcasm thick in his tone.
"Ya know, if I recall, I'm the one who's done more damage to your country then you have to mine," I said, and then starting walking past him, over to the bed. I was tired and wanted sleep desperately.
"I can always change that," he said, turning to me, and I swiveled around to face him. "Make terres our new enemy and set course for there, as our new target," he said, a wicked smile planted on his face.
"It's all right when you torture me, I have no problem with it, but stay the hell away from my family and my village," I said, fully aggressive and ready to plunge a dagger or sword right through his heart.
"Oh, have I hit something? Something that might actually be considered a weak point for the all mighty worrier or Terres?" Dilandau askes, amused by my sudden protections for a town.
"Shut up, don't you even think about attacking my homeland," I said, narrowing my eyes in a threat. "It would just give me an even bigger reason to kill you," I said, and stalked off to the bed.
"You still think that you can kill me?" Dilandau asked. "Even though I've hurt you so badly?"
"You mearly scratched me, nothing can ever hurt me physically," I said, glancing up at him. Of course I'm lying, there's always something that can hurt everyone physically, but I figure, if he doesn't know that then I'm good to go. He doesn't seem very bright anyway.
"There is always something that can hurt someone," he said. "And I plan to find out what that is, and when I do, you had better be prepared for pain, and lots of it," He said, walking to the door.
"Nothing you do can hurt me..." I said, but he wasn't listening to what I was saying. He punched in the code and then left. I cursed silently as I gripped my arm in pain.
It hurt to move it, and it hurt to hold it, but it was comforting. I just hoped he didn't make something that would really hurt me.
Okay, I'm done! What does everyone think hmm??? please write and tell me! I don't bite! partly because I can't reach you, and partly because that's my sister's job. Anyway! Write and let me know!! Arigato!! ^_^