Black Feathers
Well...we're screwed.
Hell has fallen.
Heaven has been corrupted.
Our last hopes lie
Beyond the dragon's eye
In the heart of darkness
Into the night when no light shines
Blood will be spilled
As Rafeleu tries to "tame" Yami
Seph
Will she wake?
Can she wake?
Can she recover?
Seto, Jonouchi, Raibain
Alive?
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Black Feathers
Taming of the Raven
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
Yami did not know how to give in. Someone smarter than he would have given in, letting Rafeleu become his lord. But no. He was the Epsilon Omega. Hotheaded. Arrogant. Yes. Yes...all of those were him. Yami felt the knives, the whip, blood and bruises. He was stubborn. Rafeleu seemed to take pleasure in tormenting him though. Yami felt a shred of pride left, for his wings still remained.
But that was soon to change...all too soon.
Yami didn't know how many days had passed since he had been captured. The 'black tag collar' that Rafeleu had so graciously given him was no different than a normal tag collar, but it's sole purpose was not to choke the wearer, but to try to break his or her neck. Yami had not experienced it yet, because it was something only Rafeleu could activate. His stomach growled, and he sighed. His hunger pulled all his thoughts onto the possibility of lapping at some of his own blood.
He shook that thought from his mind. He would not do such a thing! The heavy wooden door creaked opened and Yami could make out Rafeleu's silhouette in the light. Being a stubborn child, Yami bared his pointed canines and growled low in his throat as his eyes dilated like that of a cat. Rafeleu just laughed.
"You certainly are the stupidest of all of my victims. You have become immune to my whip, my knives...I must become more creative..."
Rafeleu snapped his fingers and ten or more orbs of light lit up around the room Yami thought was small. The room was quite spacious, and Yami gasped at what he saw.
There were rows upon rows of spiked whips, all a different style and some differently colored. There were also thousands of knives, all sinister and evil. There were ropes, like nooses, handing idly in a corner, waiting to be used. Limp, clean rags hung from hooks on walls. There stood several wooden or metal crosses, all with leather straps to hold victims in place. There were at least two Iron Maidens, stained with old blood. There were several silvery hooks, glaring with relatively fresh blood. And there were syringes filled with a clear liquid that Yami couldn't identify.
"Impressive, isn't it? Now, are you going to be stubborn?" Rafeleu asked, tilting Yami's head back towards him.
Yami felt a spike of anger. He bit at Rafeleu, making him jump back in surprise. Yami wasn't done yet. His hands grabbed hold of the chains that connected him to the ceiling and lifted himself up some. He brought his legs up to his chest and kicked Rafeleu in the head. Rafeleu staggered back as Yami dropped back down, grinning like a fiend. There was now anger in Rafeleu's eyes.
"Well...what should I do first?" Rafeleu muttered to himself. His eye spied the syringes, and he began to get ideas. Yami's look of victory turned to fear as Rafeleu walked over to the hooks and syringe.
"You'll never break me! Rafeleu! You'll never conquer my soul!" Yami shouted. His voice echoed off the walls as Rafeleu turned to him.
"In the name of the Divine, impure souls and hellish angels shall be enslaved or sentenced into eternal torment. Amen." Rafeleu said before laughing.
Before Yami could retaliate, Rafeleu snatched one of the cloths from the wall and tied it tightly over Yami's eyes. Yami fell silent. His heart began to pound. One thing he always feared, being blind in the realm of the enemy. He head metal clinking together, and his heartbeat began to echo off the walls. His terror was building. He then heard silence from Rafeleu.
Pain exploded from his wings in three places each. Rafeleu laughed maniacally, but Yami's screams of pain were louder. Those screams touched the ears of Seph, Michael, Gabriel, the Almighty, and even Seto and Jonouchi (who were currently hiding in the Ruined Nursery.)
But soon those screams fell silent. Yami's mouth had become so dry and his fear so great that he couldn't scream anymore. Rafeleu laughed and pressed a glass of unblessed water to Yami's lips. Yami, not caring, drank as much as he could. Rafeleu wanted to hear Yami scream more. When Yami had drank his fill, Rafeleu took the glass away and returned to the hooks
Pain exploded again as Rafeleu ripped the six metal hooks down through Yami's wings. One by one another bloody hook clanked against the floor, but Yami's screams drowned it out. The tormented screams eventually died, giving way to Yami's haunting, shallow, breathing. His whole body shivered, not with cold but from pain.
"Yami, your wings are only pretty when maimed." Rafeleu said before gagging Yami with another cloth.
Rafeleu then picked up the syringe. He grinned to himself before looking at Yami's tattered and bleeding wings. He looked...beautiful...in a tormented and sadistic way...in a way that Rafeleu took as he would give in soon. Rafeleu walked over to Yami with the syringe. He poked the needle into Yami's neck and injected to contents. Yami's muffled screams came not long after. After the screams had died again, Rafeleu removed the gag and whispered close to Yami's ear.
"I injected holy water into your bloodstream. Fortunately for you, it wears off fast. But I know that even though you aren't screaming in pain, you still hurt."
Rafeleu removed the blindfold, revealing Yami's eyes shut as tight as they could be, not allowing tears to escape them.
"Well now, my little raven, are you ready to give in? Will you accept me as your lord and master?" Rafeleu asked, pinching Yami's chin between his thumb and index finger.
Yami opened his eyes, no longer full of fear, but of hate and pain.
"I will never be your slave." Yami hissed.
Rafeleu muttered something Yami didn't understand, but the chains holding him vanished. Rafeleu held Yami in a tight grip around the neck before he threw him to the ground and put a foot on his chest, pinning him to the floor. Yami struggled, life still pulsing within him. Rafeleu scowled.
"What give you the power to resist me?! What keeps me from cracking your shell?!" Rafeleu shouted, summoning a whip to his hand.
"My desire to be free!" Yami cried back.
A rose-colored whip hit the ground next to Yami's head. There was a dent in the stone. Rafeleu began to laugh with an idea.
"Maybe I should rape you. Then you'd be so broken that you'd do anything to keep it from happening again."
"Shining Grace!" Yami shouted.
A silver light shot from Yami's body and pushed Rafeleu back into the side of one of the Iron Maidens. Yami took this opportunity to push himself up and run for his life. Pain cried at him from his muscles, where the last traces of holy water remained. Yami ran through the castle, guessing on direction. Angered shouts from Rafeleu rose behind him.
Yami continued to run, not knowing where he would end up.
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