-- Plot bunnies attack again! Damned rabbits, **scowls at bunnies in the
corner** here's another chapter!!
Chapter Fourteen
When consciousness returned, Drizzt wished it hadn't. Pain returned to him in full, making him wince as he opened his lavender eyes to see the red ones looking at him. Red eyes that were filled with hatred stared right back at him.
"Well, well, well, I see that our little hostage has finally awakened." The familiar sardonic grin on Kelnozz's face seemed to widen as he barked orders. "Put him on the rack. There's a matter of punishment that still needs to be addressed."
Not wanting to offer any resistance, Drizzt allowed himself to be dragged along to the wall that was across from him. His eyes widened when he saw what was there.
There was a rack that he had seen used before, on the prisoners of the law in Luskan. It was used to stretch the prisoners' bodies, bringing a great deal of pain to the person tied to the rack. Drizzt could still hear the person's screams at the people pulled the rope tighter and tighter, piercing to one's ear.
At the site of the device, the ranger began to struggle, not wanting to face to same fate as the man in Luskan. The drow warriors struggled to get him onto the rack, since Drizzt had begun to struggle in earnest.
"What's taking you so long?" Kelnozz walked over, trying to see what the hell was going on. "He shouldn't be strong enough to get away this time."
Finally, after Drizzt had struggled for what seemed like eternity, the warriors finally managed to get his hands and feet into the correct straps of leather, they backed away to watch him twist and turn. He tried to loosen the tightly tied leather thongs, though his attempts were futile, the bonds not loosening even a little bit.
"Why are you doing this Kelnozz?" He snarled at his captor, his frustration of letting himself be captured getting the best of him. "Why am I so special to you?"
That same, sarcastic laugh filled the air. "Why not, Ranger Do'Urden, when you fetch such a high price with the bounty hunter's son. Not to mention, when he sends word of your ransom to Silverymoon, he'll be getting a very high price." He smiled into the helpless prisoner's face. "But, we won't be letting you go home, no. When they come to get you, they'll only be receiving your lifeless body. Won't that be a nice surprise? And by the time they get there, to find whatever is left, we'll already be long gone, with a very nice sum of gold.
"So don't b doubting, Do'Urden," he smiled, his hands tightening around the wheel that stretched the rack. "You'll fetch a price, either dead or alive. So don't press your luck!"
With those last words, he began to turn the wheel.
* * * * *
Catti-brie laughed softly to herself as she stood again at the gate surrounding Silverymoon, remembering what Delly had told her earlier about Wulfgar's reaction to the sight of the Luchièlt High Lord. Her sapphire eyes scanned the eastern horizon as the sun started to rise. They narrowed as she saw something, or so she thought, coming closer to Silverymoon. It seemed to be one of the Luchièn people, flying towards the city unsteadily.
A city guard close to her also noticed the figure. Catti-brie watched as the person faltered and fell to the ground, landing in a heap on the ground. The guard called out quickly to his companions.
"Someone send for High Lord Gabriel!" He shouted at the retreating back of the young human. "One of his people has collapsed a short distance away, on the other side of the plains. They don't look to be in very good condition."
Catti-brie had already rushed down the stairs, running towards the stables to get a horse. Without further ado, she rode outside of the city gates, towards the deadly still figure.
* * * * *
Hearing the cries of warning, Gabriel ran to his window, strapping his quiver around his waist and throwing his bow over his shoulder. Squinting slightly, he looked over the city, looking for the person, and saw a familiar figure rushing on horseback to the collapsed person. His violet eyes widened as he started to recognize the person.
"It cannot be." He whispered. Quickly spreading his wings, he launched himself into the air, flying quickly towards the horizon, his heart sick with worry.
Quickly reaching her side, he lifted her semi-conscious form into his arms. Tears filled his eyes as he brushed the strands of hair from her gaunt face, wrapping his cloak tightly around her swollen body. "Serenity."
Her eyes opened only a crack, looking around for the source of the soft whisper. There were tears of disbelief in her eyes. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke, lightly placing on of her hands weakly over her swollen belly. "Gabriel?"
"Sshhh, its me love." His soft voice was soothing to her. "I'm right here, I won't leave you. I'm here. What happened? How did you find this place?"
Serenity closed her eyes, still thinking of the ranger that was surely paying for her escape. As she began to speak, Catti-brie got off her horse, kneeling next to the couple. "Drizzt Do'Urden, I believe, a ranger, was also captured by the dark elves. He planned for me to escape." Her eyes were wide as her fingers tightly wrapped about his, pain suddenly flooding her already battered body. "I managed to get away, trying to get here, his directions telling me to go east and south."
She was now sobbing, still trying to deal with what happened, and trying to deal with the sudden pain. "They'll do something to him, they'll hurt him." She clung to her husband, trembling visibly. "We have to go back, now, we have to save him, before it's too late. We have to –"
She suddenly screamed, the pain of the contractions too much on her already severely battered body. Gabriel recognized what was happening to her, having had seen it before. He scooped her into his arms and rising to his feet. He looked at the auburn-haired woman, his eyes filled with worry.
"What's happenin' to her?" Catti-brie asked, looking into his worried, violet eyes. "There's somethin' goin' on, and I would like to be knowin' what."
"What she's gone through since she was captured has finally caught up to her." He spread his white wings, preparing to take off into the sky. "The stress has caused to baby to come early. I have to get her back to the city. Now."
Catti-brie nodded, swinging back up onto her horse. She watched at the Luchièlt Lord pushed off from the ground, flying quickly towards Silverymoon. She herself began heading back to the city, a sense of dread coming over her.
The woman's words had been disturbing, as she had told about the ranger that had sacrificed himself in order to free her from the prison. Not to mention the thought of the dark elves coming to the surface. Her thoughts turned again to Drizzt as she started towards the city. She looked sadly in the direction that Serenity had come from, almost turning her horse around to go after him, but knowing that it would be futile, since she had no idea where exactly he was.
* * * * *
The leather thongs tightened painfully around his wrists, pulling on his body, and stretching it. Drizzt screamed, unable to contain the pain he felt any longer. Kelnozz had been tightening the rack for over a half an hour, playing with his captive.
He smiled as his captive gave another pain-filled scream, his arm being pulled from its socket. His laughter filled the air as he again twisted the wheel, tightening the rack once more.
This device always seemed to be better than the whips.
-- Finally, the plot bunnies are gone. **Scowl** They just didn't seem to want to stop today. **Snarls at the bunnies sitting in the corner of the room** Though I did get a good chapter out of it. **Grumble** Reviews are most welcome!! ;)
Chapter Fourteen
When consciousness returned, Drizzt wished it hadn't. Pain returned to him in full, making him wince as he opened his lavender eyes to see the red ones looking at him. Red eyes that were filled with hatred stared right back at him.
"Well, well, well, I see that our little hostage has finally awakened." The familiar sardonic grin on Kelnozz's face seemed to widen as he barked orders. "Put him on the rack. There's a matter of punishment that still needs to be addressed."
Not wanting to offer any resistance, Drizzt allowed himself to be dragged along to the wall that was across from him. His eyes widened when he saw what was there.
There was a rack that he had seen used before, on the prisoners of the law in Luskan. It was used to stretch the prisoners' bodies, bringing a great deal of pain to the person tied to the rack. Drizzt could still hear the person's screams at the people pulled the rope tighter and tighter, piercing to one's ear.
At the site of the device, the ranger began to struggle, not wanting to face to same fate as the man in Luskan. The drow warriors struggled to get him onto the rack, since Drizzt had begun to struggle in earnest.
"What's taking you so long?" Kelnozz walked over, trying to see what the hell was going on. "He shouldn't be strong enough to get away this time."
Finally, after Drizzt had struggled for what seemed like eternity, the warriors finally managed to get his hands and feet into the correct straps of leather, they backed away to watch him twist and turn. He tried to loosen the tightly tied leather thongs, though his attempts were futile, the bonds not loosening even a little bit.
"Why are you doing this Kelnozz?" He snarled at his captor, his frustration of letting himself be captured getting the best of him. "Why am I so special to you?"
That same, sarcastic laugh filled the air. "Why not, Ranger Do'Urden, when you fetch such a high price with the bounty hunter's son. Not to mention, when he sends word of your ransom to Silverymoon, he'll be getting a very high price." He smiled into the helpless prisoner's face. "But, we won't be letting you go home, no. When they come to get you, they'll only be receiving your lifeless body. Won't that be a nice surprise? And by the time they get there, to find whatever is left, we'll already be long gone, with a very nice sum of gold.
"So don't b doubting, Do'Urden," he smiled, his hands tightening around the wheel that stretched the rack. "You'll fetch a price, either dead or alive. So don't press your luck!"
With those last words, he began to turn the wheel.
* * * * *
Catti-brie laughed softly to herself as she stood again at the gate surrounding Silverymoon, remembering what Delly had told her earlier about Wulfgar's reaction to the sight of the Luchièlt High Lord. Her sapphire eyes scanned the eastern horizon as the sun started to rise. They narrowed as she saw something, or so she thought, coming closer to Silverymoon. It seemed to be one of the Luchièn people, flying towards the city unsteadily.
A city guard close to her also noticed the figure. Catti-brie watched as the person faltered and fell to the ground, landing in a heap on the ground. The guard called out quickly to his companions.
"Someone send for High Lord Gabriel!" He shouted at the retreating back of the young human. "One of his people has collapsed a short distance away, on the other side of the plains. They don't look to be in very good condition."
Catti-brie had already rushed down the stairs, running towards the stables to get a horse. Without further ado, she rode outside of the city gates, towards the deadly still figure.
* * * * *
Hearing the cries of warning, Gabriel ran to his window, strapping his quiver around his waist and throwing his bow over his shoulder. Squinting slightly, he looked over the city, looking for the person, and saw a familiar figure rushing on horseback to the collapsed person. His violet eyes widened as he started to recognize the person.
"It cannot be." He whispered. Quickly spreading his wings, he launched himself into the air, flying quickly towards the horizon, his heart sick with worry.
Quickly reaching her side, he lifted her semi-conscious form into his arms. Tears filled his eyes as he brushed the strands of hair from her gaunt face, wrapping his cloak tightly around her swollen body. "Serenity."
Her eyes opened only a crack, looking around for the source of the soft whisper. There were tears of disbelief in her eyes. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke, lightly placing on of her hands weakly over her swollen belly. "Gabriel?"
"Sshhh, its me love." His soft voice was soothing to her. "I'm right here, I won't leave you. I'm here. What happened? How did you find this place?"
Serenity closed her eyes, still thinking of the ranger that was surely paying for her escape. As she began to speak, Catti-brie got off her horse, kneeling next to the couple. "Drizzt Do'Urden, I believe, a ranger, was also captured by the dark elves. He planned for me to escape." Her eyes were wide as her fingers tightly wrapped about his, pain suddenly flooding her already battered body. "I managed to get away, trying to get here, his directions telling me to go east and south."
She was now sobbing, still trying to deal with what happened, and trying to deal with the sudden pain. "They'll do something to him, they'll hurt him." She clung to her husband, trembling visibly. "We have to go back, now, we have to save him, before it's too late. We have to –"
She suddenly screamed, the pain of the contractions too much on her already severely battered body. Gabriel recognized what was happening to her, having had seen it before. He scooped her into his arms and rising to his feet. He looked at the auburn-haired woman, his eyes filled with worry.
"What's happenin' to her?" Catti-brie asked, looking into his worried, violet eyes. "There's somethin' goin' on, and I would like to be knowin' what."
"What she's gone through since she was captured has finally caught up to her." He spread his white wings, preparing to take off into the sky. "The stress has caused to baby to come early. I have to get her back to the city. Now."
Catti-brie nodded, swinging back up onto her horse. She watched at the Luchièlt Lord pushed off from the ground, flying quickly towards Silverymoon. She herself began heading back to the city, a sense of dread coming over her.
The woman's words had been disturbing, as she had told about the ranger that had sacrificed himself in order to free her from the prison. Not to mention the thought of the dark elves coming to the surface. Her thoughts turned again to Drizzt as she started towards the city. She looked sadly in the direction that Serenity had come from, almost turning her horse around to go after him, but knowing that it would be futile, since she had no idea where exactly he was.
* * * * *
The leather thongs tightened painfully around his wrists, pulling on his body, and stretching it. Drizzt screamed, unable to contain the pain he felt any longer. Kelnozz had been tightening the rack for over a half an hour, playing with his captive.
He smiled as his captive gave another pain-filled scream, his arm being pulled from its socket. His laughter filled the air as he again twisted the wheel, tightening the rack once more.
This device always seemed to be better than the whips.
-- Finally, the plot bunnies are gone. **Scowl** They just didn't seem to want to stop today. **Snarls at the bunnies sitting in the corner of the room** Though I did get a good chapter out of it. **Grumble** Reviews are most welcome!! ;)