Disclaimer: The wonderful Tammy owns everything except Adrian and Larric. They are little people from the thing I like to call my imagination (if I even have one).
Sorry it took so long to update. I had a horse show for two weeks, then my teachers all had to cram before spring break. During spring break I had a bunch of stuff to do, and I hurt my shoulder snowboarding. I'll try to update sooner
Chapter II: Not Good
When Adrian finally woke up she found herself in a cold, dark room in (in her opinion horrid and dirty) chains. O, Man my head hurts. Shit! Who am I? Hello…mind… anything? Oh well. Let's see… How did I get here? Nope, nothing. Great. Now what. She thought for a while and then gave up as she felt a fire well up inside her and her body grow hot. Now that's more like it! Suddenly a door opened and three men stepped inside. The man in the middle shot black streams out of his fingers that wrapped themselves continually around Adrian.
"Now, now, princess, we can't have you blowing up the whole place now can we?" the man in the middle questioned.
Princess? Adrian thought. What princess? Where? Aw whatever. "Go screw yourself," she said loudly. He walked quickly up to her and fingered her tunic before looking her in the eye.
"But I would so love to screw you." Adrian's blood ran cold. O goddess, he can't be serious.
"I am being rude," he exclaimed. "Let me introduce myself. I am Count Transalvar of Romanda." Then, he started to unbutton Adrian's shirt. Hell NO! she thought. Adrian lurched herself away from his touch. Transalvar started to laugh.
"The little princess doesn't like to be touched?" he said mockingly. Before he could move Adrian threw herself on him with all her might. But, she forgot about the chains and only succeeded is head butting him. She received another bump on her already aching head, as well as many cuts where the shackles were. Wow. I am a genius. I forgot about the chains. Gods that hurt. I hope that stupid bastard felt a little pain at least.
"Why you little… Guards, get me Freddy." The two guards who had entered the room left and came back with a thin, black whip, curled neatly. Transalvar uncoiled the whip slowly until the stiff, shiny leather was straight in his palms. He then drew back and struck the side of Adrian's face. Adrian felt her body lurch backward, but showed no pain on her face, determined not to show anything to Transalvar. Blood started to trickle down her face and neck, but still she kept her eyes on Transalvar. Disturbed, he walked around her until he was at her back. He walked up to her and put his lips to her ear.
"Do you want to tell me where your people are hiding?"
"Uh, one, I don't know what your talking about two, even if I did I wouldn't tell you, and three, I don't like you."
"Oh, but princess, you will tell me." He then pulled back and struck with amazing force. Adrian lurched forward, but uttered no sound. Again and again he struck her, trying to get her to scream. When his attempts failed, he turned to her and said, "I will break you princess, and when I do you will surely answer all questions about your people."
"Good luck with that," Adrian muttered, then stared at Transalvar with bright red irises. Unnerved, he turned quickly and stormed out of the cell.
Before he left he screeched to the other two men, "Guard her!"
A/N Thank you to my first reviewers:
queen-of-sapphires- Thanks for the review. I hope this makes it more realistic
DominionJewel- Thanks for the support. I'll try to update sooner than I did this time, but I'm not making any promises.
