Transforming a Ditz.
Author's Note: Not that many people are reviewing. ::Pout:: Oh well that's fine with me. As long as someone reviews my work, I'm fine. ^^ I want to let you all know that I'm thanking everyone of you! And I'm going to go into Serena's training now, so every other chapter will be her training, and every chapter not about Serena's training will be the scouts trying to find her. ^^ Ok so that's the plan, be prepared for some pretty gory details, and somewhat shorter chapters. Ok on with the story.
Disclaimers: I don't own SM or GW.
Chapter 7:
Serena stared at Dr. J, frightened to death by his intense stare. "Ok Serena. It is due time for you to start training." With that said he gave her the cruelest smile she had ever seen on anyone. Turning briskly, he stepped into another chamber. Serena trembled, swallowing back her fear. Serena tiptoed after him, running on automatic; her mind screamed run in the opposite direction but her body followed him, as if intrigued by what he hid from her, by the death that shined of the walls. Standing idly in the doorway, Serena's eyes widened.
'Sweet Selena, mother of the moon. What is he doing?' Serena's numb mind barely registered the fresh blood that lay thick as a rug on the floor. The brick red walls seemed to hover over her, angrily demanding why she, the purest rabbit of the moon was standing before it. Attempting to swallow, Serena just stared, to scared to move, or comprehend what was happening to her.
"Isn't this a beautiful room?" J's purr slowly melted through her ice- thickened senses. Deftly she turned her head to look at him, the cool pools in her head gazing at him reflected the horrors that ran through her mind. She couldn't move, not even to nod her head at him. J continued as if nothing wrong was being committed. "This is our. inducting room. All of our newest members come here to be introduced to our ways, and every so often they come back. for a. reminder." He gestured to the red and brown thick ropes that hung limply on the walls. Serena's automated eyes followed his gesture, and took in the various assortments of weapons lining the wall.
A long knife like object stood out against the red walls, it's black handle and red blade shone bright, as if just polished. It was sharp and the weak light that hit it glinted off, making the knife appear to be winking at a person. Next to it hung a long thick horsewhip, it was blood red and dull in comparison to the winking knife. Yet another weapon hung on the wall that caught her eyes, a long whip like rope, but this was made of flexible steel; instead of a limp edgeless rope, this one was limp with an edge that looked as sharp as it's winking counterpart. It was then that she noticed the spiked gloves that stood next to it, and the Frisbee like collar that lay beside the gloves. The spikes shown bright against the dulled walls, and seemed to tell tales of the evils that had been committed here.
Serena couldn't tear her eyes away from the weapons of mass pain that is until J cleared his throat obviously calling for her attention. Serena turned her dead eyes to him, and just stared, her mouth drier than the Sahara desert. He smiled cold as ice at her, "This my dear is where you spend you're very first day in training. Jere?" Serena blanched for a split second before she fully comprehended what was going on, then with realized sickness she bolted, running straight for the nearest door.
Her heart beating so fast, Serena could have sworn she was having a heart attack; Serena barely rounded a corner, her mind racing as fast as her heart. 'No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, not going to die. no looks to painful. those ropes. that cold glint in his eyes, want to see mom. Amy's big project was due today. Lita is going to cook tonight for the big school prom. I can't let them catch me, is this a way out? No, it isn't, but at least it's not a dead end. Can Mina count to a million in four hours? The guard's footsteps are a lot closer. Dear sweet Selena, I'm suffocating. can't get. enough breath. that's it. OH NO DEAD END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Serena slammed full force into a wall, it had only been a full two minutes after she had bolted from the room, and she was merely around the corner from the room whence she came. Gasping from the shock and pain of slamming her body into a bloody brick red wall cleared her mind in an instant. Rough hands suddenly grabbed her, and Serena screamed in fear, agony and anger. Thrashing wildly here and there, Serena kicked and screamed, shutting her eyes tight against the horrors she felt.
Moments later she was being shoved into a wall, her clothed back grazing cruelly as her arms were tied to the ropes on the wall, and her feet were tied so that she was standing firm on her two feet, with her arms raised in a y position. Twisting this way and that Serena fought futile at the bonds that held her prisoner, but to no avail. Finally she stopped writhing, knowing that it was hopeless, and that there was no way out of the pain she was going to go through.
From the door that she had first entered through, a burly man stepped in; his blood and sweat soaked white shirt hung loosely against his muscled torso, and the evil smile that he now coolly gave Serena sent shivers through her icy body. She watched him without really seeing him, her mind taking in little nothings. It was during this spaced out time that Serena noted that the walls weren't painted a deep red; in fact it was a shade of light black. The red on the wall was a dried bloodstain, from countless wounds that bled onto the walls.
Serena was so revolted that she hurled up onto the floor, the yellow liquid immediately sent out a repulsive smell, and spread quietly on the floor. Heaving her guts onto the ground Serena couldn't help but dry heave at the smell. J frowned at her, tsking her softly, "Well Serena, it seems to me that we're going to have to train that stomach of yours not to be so weak? Well not to worry, when we're through with you, nothing about you will be weak." The evil cackle that followed his words sent Serena's already jumping stomach into a series of double back and front flips, making her spew more yellow liquid onto the floor. "Clean it up!" J ordered some of the wrinkled nose guards; they hastened to follow his orders.
Serena lifted her weak head and locked gazes with some viewers; few were shaking their heads in sympathy, while the rest just remained expressionless. Serena fought the urge to retch some more when her scrutinizing gaze found their bloodied bodies, and clothless appearances. 'Sweet Mother above.'
The footsteps of the man, who had walked in, by name Lokre, found Serena's undivided attention, and fear moseyed its way through her already too scared body and heart. Wordlessly he picked up a whip, and then turned himself to her, "Hello their inductee, welcome to our training facilities. You can call me whatever you want, whatever comes to mind, but if you choose to know my proper name then here it is, I am Lokre. the demon. I speak little, mainly because it would be useless to yell above you're voice, but I'd like to let you know that you are welcomed to our home." With this little speech, he cracked the blood soaked whip in the air.
Serena's mouth went dry, so dry that she didn't notice. She couldn't speak; her voice had been lost in the fear of what was going to happen to her. Her muscles wouldn't move she just stared at him with those vibrantly terrorized eyes. Suddenly her voice found itself locked up in her voice box, and from her open mouth a piercing banshee scream hurled. It bounced off the walls, closely tailing the sound of the whip as it bashed itself into her body with tremendous force. Instantly blood soaked through her now torn shirt, the bra underneath was thoroughly soaked through with her blood.
Lokre pulled his arm back, the whip sailing cleanly over his head, and then lashed his arm forward sending the whip spiraling towards Serena's blood soaked body. As rope met flesh a sickening sound pulsated through the room, followed by Serena's pain filled wail. Blood seeped forth, in a fountain of sharp red. Her voice continued to wreak havoc on all ears, till it seemed to J that he was turning deaf. 'As much as I would love to continue to watch this induction of such a powerful brat, I fear my ears aren't going to last long.' As he thought this he smiled in satisfaction as yet again the whip cracked viciously against Serena's battered body, causing the prolonged wail to heighten with pain.
Serena couldn't breath, her body was wracked with an ache so intense that she wanted merely to die, but alas the few years she had with being a sailor scout had heightened her ability to endure pain. Serena's voice continued to sail over the electrified room, sending fear through anyone's heart.
Serena's mouth opened wider as the lash from the whip tore the shirt of her midsection, displaying a long red lash mark, seeping with blood. It was a deep wound, and the pain of the running blood just heightened her own pain. Again and again the whip fell across her already broken body, her fuku was mere shreds hanging from her limp form, and her shirt wasn't even fit to be called shreds. As the whip connected with her bare flesh the blood oozed free, dripping in a cascade down her entire body.
Tears streamed down her face, mixing and mingling with the blood, and falling into her wounds. It caused more pain, but she really didn't notice it. All at once the new torrents of pain that was supposed to engulf her entire body stopped. Serena continued to sob, her tears flowing harder than ever. Her voice should have gone hoarse by then, but the pain and anguish that filled her at every merciless touch of the molten hot whip stopped even that blessing from coming.
Lokre smiled harshly, his body slick with sweat, 'Twenty five lashes normal for newbies, but never have I used so much force on someone so new to us. J was right, she is a very strong girl, her resistance to fainting is incredible, such high endurance, that might prove to be a nuisance later but that is for J to decide.' Aloud Lokre laughed bitterly, "Very nicely done my dear, very nicely done indeed. I have never had a newbie so determined not to have me waste my smelling salts. I thank you for that. In fact for that little gift I think I'll use my knife on you know, instead of waiting for the very last minutes you're with me. Isn't that nice of me? Not many have that honor."
J smiled insanely, "You're a very lucky girl, Serena of the Moon. It seems as if you have won the favor of my friend here. That is very good indeed. I'll leave you now. Have a good inducting my dear. Enjoy yourself." His remark didn't reach Serena's heart, so pain filled was it that it didn't matter anymore. 'Sweet Selena, I can't feel anymore pain, than what I'm in now.'
Lokre returned his blood soaked whip to its place on the wall, and hefted the long thin knife. With lighting quick movements he slashed the untouched flesh on Serena's body, releasing the pent up blood in a fountain of red. Her moans quickly turned to high-pitched shrieks, filling out the death reeked room with pain. Her fingers bit angrily into her palms unleashing more blood in thick streams, once again the knife cut lightly into her body. Lokre silently coached himself, 'Not to deep, not to shallow, don't cut a vein or an artery, just urge the blood to flow in a spring of pain. Yes. that's it. Just a few more, a little deeper next time.. OOPS, too deep. Oh well, J will have to understand. Having such a tender morsel as she to induct, one does get carried away.'
Lokre's eyes were shining a bright red with blood lust, and could just feel the adrenaline coursing through his body. His moves quickened, and the wounds he laid on her deepened as his eyes brightened even more at the sight of Serena's bright red blood splattering deftly at his already bloodied shirt. Her screams seemed to break through the sound barrier, filling his ears enough to drown out the sound of his own pounding blood.
Serena's ears filled with her own high-pitched scream, as she found herself in too much pain. It was when he struck her the seventeenth time with the knife that her body and mind snapped. The pain engulfed her, threatening her sane mind. In retaliation to this invasion her mind shut off, and Serena fell unconscious, her mind biding her body time to recuperate or fend off the pain and wounds.
Lokre's mind didn't register the end to her screams, his ears still ringing with the piercing cries. He continued to savagely chop at Serena's diced up body. It wasn't until the sound of a door being swung open with intense anger, that Lokre noticed that Serena had gone unconscious and that the wounds he had inflicted upon her were too deep for anybody. "YOU IDIOTIC FOOL!! I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO KILL THE GIRL! I TOLD YOU TO WOUND HER ENOUGH THAT HER OPTIMISM SHOULD WAVER!! HOW DARE YOU CUT HER UP INTO PIECES LIKE THAT!? HAVE I TAUGHT YOU NOTHING?!" J's furious voice bellowed through the room echoing off the walls, and causing the slick and dark red pool of blood that encircled Serena's feet to ripple in agitation.
"LEAVE LOKRE!! YOU MAY HAVE COST ME THE GREATEST ALLY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!! OUT YOU IMPOSEL!! OUT!!!" Lokre scurried out of the room, like a scolded dog, his tail tucked under his rump. J glared after him, anger lashing out at anyone. "Bring some healing herbs and stop the flow of blood from the deepest wounds, hurry up. yes take her down you fools! Lay her there on the floor! GENTLY IMPOSELS!! HURRY NOW! WE MUST NOT LET HER DIE!!!!" His anger rippled through his voice, emphasizing his words. As his attention turned to Serena, he stared in amazement at some of the lighter wounds that had been inflicted.
'BY THE SWEET MOTHER!! THE WOUNDS ARE HEALING!!' "Halt!! Stop don't touch her!" His command stopped everyone in their tracks, and their gazes followed his, and they all stood stiff as dummies, watching Serena's blood slowly close her wounds. "SHE'S HEALING HERSELF!!!" His excitement was plain to see, 'The girl is a bounty of surprises. I never fully realized the potential of royal moon blood in her, but of course!! The moon power is healing her. she's not going to die." He started to laugh, his cackles growing louder with each passing minute that her wounds closed.
Insane glee lit his eyes as he watched his 'new hope' bloom before his eyes.
~Author's note~
Gory, huh? Pretty awful details if I do say so myself. But you all wanted her training to start and start it has. HEEHHEHE lets see, what shall happen to Serena when she awakens. and is her ability to heal herself, and her endurance truly a gift, or is it a nightmare? YOU DECIDE!! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!! R/R THANK YOU!!!!!
R/R PLEASE!! ~Yasha Starrider~
Author's Note: Not that many people are reviewing. ::Pout:: Oh well that's fine with me. As long as someone reviews my work, I'm fine. ^^ I want to let you all know that I'm thanking everyone of you! And I'm going to go into Serena's training now, so every other chapter will be her training, and every chapter not about Serena's training will be the scouts trying to find her. ^^ Ok so that's the plan, be prepared for some pretty gory details, and somewhat shorter chapters. Ok on with the story.
Disclaimers: I don't own SM or GW.
Chapter 7:
Serena stared at Dr. J, frightened to death by his intense stare. "Ok Serena. It is due time for you to start training." With that said he gave her the cruelest smile she had ever seen on anyone. Turning briskly, he stepped into another chamber. Serena trembled, swallowing back her fear. Serena tiptoed after him, running on automatic; her mind screamed run in the opposite direction but her body followed him, as if intrigued by what he hid from her, by the death that shined of the walls. Standing idly in the doorway, Serena's eyes widened.
'Sweet Selena, mother of the moon. What is he doing?' Serena's numb mind barely registered the fresh blood that lay thick as a rug on the floor. The brick red walls seemed to hover over her, angrily demanding why she, the purest rabbit of the moon was standing before it. Attempting to swallow, Serena just stared, to scared to move, or comprehend what was happening to her.
"Isn't this a beautiful room?" J's purr slowly melted through her ice- thickened senses. Deftly she turned her head to look at him, the cool pools in her head gazing at him reflected the horrors that ran through her mind. She couldn't move, not even to nod her head at him. J continued as if nothing wrong was being committed. "This is our. inducting room. All of our newest members come here to be introduced to our ways, and every so often they come back. for a. reminder." He gestured to the red and brown thick ropes that hung limply on the walls. Serena's automated eyes followed his gesture, and took in the various assortments of weapons lining the wall.
A long knife like object stood out against the red walls, it's black handle and red blade shone bright, as if just polished. It was sharp and the weak light that hit it glinted off, making the knife appear to be winking at a person. Next to it hung a long thick horsewhip, it was blood red and dull in comparison to the winking knife. Yet another weapon hung on the wall that caught her eyes, a long whip like rope, but this was made of flexible steel; instead of a limp edgeless rope, this one was limp with an edge that looked as sharp as it's winking counterpart. It was then that she noticed the spiked gloves that stood next to it, and the Frisbee like collar that lay beside the gloves. The spikes shown bright against the dulled walls, and seemed to tell tales of the evils that had been committed here.
Serena couldn't tear her eyes away from the weapons of mass pain that is until J cleared his throat obviously calling for her attention. Serena turned her dead eyes to him, and just stared, her mouth drier than the Sahara desert. He smiled cold as ice at her, "This my dear is where you spend you're very first day in training. Jere?" Serena blanched for a split second before she fully comprehended what was going on, then with realized sickness she bolted, running straight for the nearest door.
Her heart beating so fast, Serena could have sworn she was having a heart attack; Serena barely rounded a corner, her mind racing as fast as her heart. 'No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, not going to die. no looks to painful. those ropes. that cold glint in his eyes, want to see mom. Amy's big project was due today. Lita is going to cook tonight for the big school prom. I can't let them catch me, is this a way out? No, it isn't, but at least it's not a dead end. Can Mina count to a million in four hours? The guard's footsteps are a lot closer. Dear sweet Selena, I'm suffocating. can't get. enough breath. that's it. OH NO DEAD END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Serena slammed full force into a wall, it had only been a full two minutes after she had bolted from the room, and she was merely around the corner from the room whence she came. Gasping from the shock and pain of slamming her body into a bloody brick red wall cleared her mind in an instant. Rough hands suddenly grabbed her, and Serena screamed in fear, agony and anger. Thrashing wildly here and there, Serena kicked and screamed, shutting her eyes tight against the horrors she felt.
Moments later she was being shoved into a wall, her clothed back grazing cruelly as her arms were tied to the ropes on the wall, and her feet were tied so that she was standing firm on her two feet, with her arms raised in a y position. Twisting this way and that Serena fought futile at the bonds that held her prisoner, but to no avail. Finally she stopped writhing, knowing that it was hopeless, and that there was no way out of the pain she was going to go through.
From the door that she had first entered through, a burly man stepped in; his blood and sweat soaked white shirt hung loosely against his muscled torso, and the evil smile that he now coolly gave Serena sent shivers through her icy body. She watched him without really seeing him, her mind taking in little nothings. It was during this spaced out time that Serena noted that the walls weren't painted a deep red; in fact it was a shade of light black. The red on the wall was a dried bloodstain, from countless wounds that bled onto the walls.
Serena was so revolted that she hurled up onto the floor, the yellow liquid immediately sent out a repulsive smell, and spread quietly on the floor. Heaving her guts onto the ground Serena couldn't help but dry heave at the smell. J frowned at her, tsking her softly, "Well Serena, it seems to me that we're going to have to train that stomach of yours not to be so weak? Well not to worry, when we're through with you, nothing about you will be weak." The evil cackle that followed his words sent Serena's already jumping stomach into a series of double back and front flips, making her spew more yellow liquid onto the floor. "Clean it up!" J ordered some of the wrinkled nose guards; they hastened to follow his orders.
Serena lifted her weak head and locked gazes with some viewers; few were shaking their heads in sympathy, while the rest just remained expressionless. Serena fought the urge to retch some more when her scrutinizing gaze found their bloodied bodies, and clothless appearances. 'Sweet Mother above.'
The footsteps of the man, who had walked in, by name Lokre, found Serena's undivided attention, and fear moseyed its way through her already too scared body and heart. Wordlessly he picked up a whip, and then turned himself to her, "Hello their inductee, welcome to our training facilities. You can call me whatever you want, whatever comes to mind, but if you choose to know my proper name then here it is, I am Lokre. the demon. I speak little, mainly because it would be useless to yell above you're voice, but I'd like to let you know that you are welcomed to our home." With this little speech, he cracked the blood soaked whip in the air.
Serena's mouth went dry, so dry that she didn't notice. She couldn't speak; her voice had been lost in the fear of what was going to happen to her. Her muscles wouldn't move she just stared at him with those vibrantly terrorized eyes. Suddenly her voice found itself locked up in her voice box, and from her open mouth a piercing banshee scream hurled. It bounced off the walls, closely tailing the sound of the whip as it bashed itself into her body with tremendous force. Instantly blood soaked through her now torn shirt, the bra underneath was thoroughly soaked through with her blood.
Lokre pulled his arm back, the whip sailing cleanly over his head, and then lashed his arm forward sending the whip spiraling towards Serena's blood soaked body. As rope met flesh a sickening sound pulsated through the room, followed by Serena's pain filled wail. Blood seeped forth, in a fountain of sharp red. Her voice continued to wreak havoc on all ears, till it seemed to J that he was turning deaf. 'As much as I would love to continue to watch this induction of such a powerful brat, I fear my ears aren't going to last long.' As he thought this he smiled in satisfaction as yet again the whip cracked viciously against Serena's battered body, causing the prolonged wail to heighten with pain.
Serena couldn't breath, her body was wracked with an ache so intense that she wanted merely to die, but alas the few years she had with being a sailor scout had heightened her ability to endure pain. Serena's voice continued to sail over the electrified room, sending fear through anyone's heart.
Serena's mouth opened wider as the lash from the whip tore the shirt of her midsection, displaying a long red lash mark, seeping with blood. It was a deep wound, and the pain of the running blood just heightened her own pain. Again and again the whip fell across her already broken body, her fuku was mere shreds hanging from her limp form, and her shirt wasn't even fit to be called shreds. As the whip connected with her bare flesh the blood oozed free, dripping in a cascade down her entire body.
Tears streamed down her face, mixing and mingling with the blood, and falling into her wounds. It caused more pain, but she really didn't notice it. All at once the new torrents of pain that was supposed to engulf her entire body stopped. Serena continued to sob, her tears flowing harder than ever. Her voice should have gone hoarse by then, but the pain and anguish that filled her at every merciless touch of the molten hot whip stopped even that blessing from coming.
Lokre smiled harshly, his body slick with sweat, 'Twenty five lashes normal for newbies, but never have I used so much force on someone so new to us. J was right, she is a very strong girl, her resistance to fainting is incredible, such high endurance, that might prove to be a nuisance later but that is for J to decide.' Aloud Lokre laughed bitterly, "Very nicely done my dear, very nicely done indeed. I have never had a newbie so determined not to have me waste my smelling salts. I thank you for that. In fact for that little gift I think I'll use my knife on you know, instead of waiting for the very last minutes you're with me. Isn't that nice of me? Not many have that honor."
J smiled insanely, "You're a very lucky girl, Serena of the Moon. It seems as if you have won the favor of my friend here. That is very good indeed. I'll leave you now. Have a good inducting my dear. Enjoy yourself." His remark didn't reach Serena's heart, so pain filled was it that it didn't matter anymore. 'Sweet Selena, I can't feel anymore pain, than what I'm in now.'
Lokre returned his blood soaked whip to its place on the wall, and hefted the long thin knife. With lighting quick movements he slashed the untouched flesh on Serena's body, releasing the pent up blood in a fountain of red. Her moans quickly turned to high-pitched shrieks, filling out the death reeked room with pain. Her fingers bit angrily into her palms unleashing more blood in thick streams, once again the knife cut lightly into her body. Lokre silently coached himself, 'Not to deep, not to shallow, don't cut a vein or an artery, just urge the blood to flow in a spring of pain. Yes. that's it. Just a few more, a little deeper next time.. OOPS, too deep. Oh well, J will have to understand. Having such a tender morsel as she to induct, one does get carried away.'
Lokre's eyes were shining a bright red with blood lust, and could just feel the adrenaline coursing through his body. His moves quickened, and the wounds he laid on her deepened as his eyes brightened even more at the sight of Serena's bright red blood splattering deftly at his already bloodied shirt. Her screams seemed to break through the sound barrier, filling his ears enough to drown out the sound of his own pounding blood.
Serena's ears filled with her own high-pitched scream, as she found herself in too much pain. It was when he struck her the seventeenth time with the knife that her body and mind snapped. The pain engulfed her, threatening her sane mind. In retaliation to this invasion her mind shut off, and Serena fell unconscious, her mind biding her body time to recuperate or fend off the pain and wounds.
Lokre's mind didn't register the end to her screams, his ears still ringing with the piercing cries. He continued to savagely chop at Serena's diced up body. It wasn't until the sound of a door being swung open with intense anger, that Lokre noticed that Serena had gone unconscious and that the wounds he had inflicted upon her were too deep for anybody. "YOU IDIOTIC FOOL!! I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO KILL THE GIRL! I TOLD YOU TO WOUND HER ENOUGH THAT HER OPTIMISM SHOULD WAVER!! HOW DARE YOU CUT HER UP INTO PIECES LIKE THAT!? HAVE I TAUGHT YOU NOTHING?!" J's furious voice bellowed through the room echoing off the walls, and causing the slick and dark red pool of blood that encircled Serena's feet to ripple in agitation.
"LEAVE LOKRE!! YOU MAY HAVE COST ME THE GREATEST ALLY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!! OUT YOU IMPOSEL!! OUT!!!" Lokre scurried out of the room, like a scolded dog, his tail tucked under his rump. J glared after him, anger lashing out at anyone. "Bring some healing herbs and stop the flow of blood from the deepest wounds, hurry up. yes take her down you fools! Lay her there on the floor! GENTLY IMPOSELS!! HURRY NOW! WE MUST NOT LET HER DIE!!!!" His anger rippled through his voice, emphasizing his words. As his attention turned to Serena, he stared in amazement at some of the lighter wounds that had been inflicted.
'BY THE SWEET MOTHER!! THE WOUNDS ARE HEALING!!' "Halt!! Stop don't touch her!" His command stopped everyone in their tracks, and their gazes followed his, and they all stood stiff as dummies, watching Serena's blood slowly close her wounds. "SHE'S HEALING HERSELF!!!" His excitement was plain to see, 'The girl is a bounty of surprises. I never fully realized the potential of royal moon blood in her, but of course!! The moon power is healing her. she's not going to die." He started to laugh, his cackles growing louder with each passing minute that her wounds closed.
Insane glee lit his eyes as he watched his 'new hope' bloom before his eyes.
~Author's note~
Gory, huh? Pretty awful details if I do say so myself. But you all wanted her training to start and start it has. HEEHHEHE lets see, what shall happen to Serena when she awakens. and is her ability to heal herself, and her endurance truly a gift, or is it a nightmare? YOU DECIDE!! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!! R/R THANK YOU!!!!!
R/R PLEASE!! ~Yasha Starrider~