Hi there, the prequel to my stories is up! It's called Troubles with Love…Check it out if you want! Non-descriptive Rape in this chapter….
Chapter 33--Innocent Victim
Delia slowly regained consciousness to find herself in a stone chamber lying on a stone slab. Fear filled her and she tried to get up. That was when she found she was chained to the cold stone. She was gagged as well. She realized the cloth was seeped in something. It tasted very bitter. There was a scraping sound as the door opened and a strange woman entered the room.
Angel looked down at the frightened woman with little concern. "Sorry, girl. I needed an untouched maiden for a sacrifice. Of course you won't be untouched for long," she said. She removed the gag. "My friend will want to hear you scream. I'm afraid it will hurt."
Delia licked her dry lips before speaking. "What friend? What are you going to do to me?" she quavered.
"Me? Nothing," Angel said. She drew her sword and began to change.
Soon the most horrible thing Delia had ever seen stood beside her. It had scales, horns, fangs, and clawed hands. She screamed.
The demon tossed the sword aside and smiled, red eyes glowing like a forge. "My Dark Angel is generous. I'll have your body and soul. She will use the empty husk that will be left to kill her target," it snarled. It ripped her clothes from her.
Delia screamed until she lost her voice, but there was no one to hear or help her.
*Meanwhile*
It was mid-morning when Drizzt arrived home. Catti-brie looked up and smiled when Drizzt came into the kitchen. "I see ye survived the trainees," she teased. She poured Drizzt a cup of tea. "Sit down and tell me about it."
Drizzt told her everything and when he was finished Catti-brie was giggling. "What's so funny? Arrogance can be dangerous," he said.
"Why didn't ye tell him ye have noble blood? It would have shut him up in a hurry," Catti-brie said.
"Noble blood in the underdark doesn't count for much, especially when the house no longer exist," Drizzt said.
Catti-brie caught the faint sorrow in Drizzt's voice. She sat down in his lap, put her arms around his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. "Are ye alright?" she asked.
"Just thinking," Drizzt said. He put his arms around her waist and hugged her gently. "Sometimes I regret the fate my people's so-called goddess is leading them too."
"Ye can't do anything about that. Ye have yer second family," Catti-brie asked.
"Yes, I do," Drizzt said. "You've been home to much. Let's see if Zak can stay with Delly and Wulfgar tonight and go out to dinner. What do you say?"
"That'd be wonderful. I'll go ask while ye get cleaned up," Catti-brie said and stood.
"Are you saying I'm dirty?" Drizzt asked.
"Well, ye do kind of smell like an Orc," Catti-brie teased, wrinkling her nose.
"Alright, woman, I get the hint. Go on," Drizzt said.
Catti-brie kissed him on the forehead and put on her cloak then left the house. When she returned she went upstairs to find Drizzt. He was sitting on their bed in a pair of worn pants coming out his hair. Catti-brie crawled onto the bed behind him and took the brush. "Let me do that," she said and went to work.
This was a ritual they were both well familiar with and Drizzt relaxed as she began working on his hair. "Don't worry, it will work out," Catti-brie said.
*Meanwhile*
Angel stared down at Delia's empty eyes then looked her over. She was bruised and bloody, but those marks could be healed. She picked Delia up and carried her from the room to clean her up. After that the possession was done she would return to the dale to finish her task….
In chapter 31 il-sargtlin means she warrior…I forgot to translate it…R/R please!!! Don't forget to check out the prequel….*Puppy dog eyes*
