Disclaimers Notice: Sigh One can only dream....
` ` ` Authors Beginning Note: As Chihiro, Arelinita, and Enuresis make their journey to save Kohaku, Aikia also takes a journey, with Kohaku...to a place of no escape or light. ********* ***************
Chapter 7
His Silent Answers and Torture
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Looking behind me I glanced back at the girl, Jin. Oh how cruel the irony of like can be. Too bad for her. She'll never be able to rescue this useless heavyweight baggage. Heck, I will be surprised if he even makes it out of the 'comfortable' room he is to be provided with.
Surprising the urge to laugh in Triumph, I rode away on the back of the Ishrite Queen. Back to the forlorn castle.
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"As you requested Ahrima. Your precious luggage. Hardly a scratch to be seen." I said dropping the body to the ground. He let out a barely audible groan, and didn't move. Too bad for him. After carrying him all this way through the castle even with secret passages, she can deal with him. He is of no concern of mine. I have done what I needed to do to him. He is no longer of any use to me, other than to keep my sister busy, in unknowing failure. Revenge is sweet, and mine is coming near. I can almost taste it.
The boy was lifted in air with invisible hands as Ahrima examined him. A cruel bitter smile began to take shape on her beautifully malicious face.
"Take him to his room." She said dropping him to the ground carelessly. This time he made no sound. I wonder if he is even breathing anymore.
"That's servants work." I said turning around to leave. Maybe I should have just taken the stupid spirit to his room. I was lifted in the air and tossed against the nearest wall like a rag doll. Oh fun! Landing on my head, I saw doubles, but quickly stood up and ignored them.
"I SAID take him to his room. I did not address the servants. I addressed YOU!" Wench. I nodded though. One day Ahrima...ONE day soon. I walked over to the boy; well I guess he would be a man. He looks to be almost 20 in human years, maybe a few years younger, give or take. Interesting, if we had not used his power as we have done for the past few years, I wonder, would he still look like a mere boy still? It would be a whole lot better if he still WEIGHED like a kid. I grudgingly hauled him over my shoulder and was near the entrance, before given my 'sweet' farewell for the moment.
"Oh, and Aikia, make sure you don't do anything you'll regret. After all, I would be forced to kill you wouldn't I, and we wouldn't want that." She said all kind and sweet like. Make me sick. I left with out reply and made my way through to the center of this castle.
I stopped as I looked down at the servant man before me.
"Move it." I said harshly. I have no time for worthless servants.
"Y-y-yes Aikia, I-I mean Sir, I did n-not..." I let out a clenched sigh of frustration before raising my hand and lifting him in the air using my powers.
"I said MOVE." He flew to the wall and didn't get up. Who cares? I have more important things to do than worry about a nobody who got in my way. Quickly moving through the thousands of halls that run through this place, I finally came to the place I was looking for. I looked at the blank wall. Any unobservant person would think this to be a dead end. All the better for it not to be and to hide things from prying eyes and curious minds. After all, most aren't curious cats, so once they die, satisfaction can't bring them back. I smirked.
Standing right in front of the wall I moved away the portrait of a long dead king and pushed the middle brick. Slowly the other bricks began to rearrange them selves so that a perfect entryway was made and walked in. The room is definitely the first of its kind. I whistled. Ahrima didn't waist her lungs shouting at the Orn Spirits to make this room. It was perfect. I smirked while looking at the walls. It looks like a cave, a huge cave composed completely of perfectly sculptured black crystals. The only smooth part being the path that leads to a smooth five-foot radius circle in the center of the room. I walked on the black path. The crystals emitting a soft eerie glow, bright enough to light the way. Coming to the center I saw the hand cuffing chains hanging form the ceiling and down at the bottom the leg cuffing chains. So sweet his torture will be. Surrounded by beautifully dark crystals that will soon help to kill him and to hang stretched out amidst it all. I unslung the boy from my shoulder and using simple whimsical magic's had his hands cuffed so that he dangled down by his wrists, and the finishing part. I chained his feet tightly together so that he would not be able to rock or sway in his movement.
"uh...uh...ch...chi...hi...ro..." Came the soft voice. The boy painfully began to awaken. I stared right up into his face, noticing the dark bruise he had acquired on his cheek. His eyes slowly opened and I smiled a satisfied smile.
"Chihiro. Ah yes, I seem to recall her. Such determination." I said sweetly and in an almost seemingly admiring voice before I spat on the ground.
"The little wretch. It will be her undoing." He stared at me with cold, and confused eyes.
"I suppose you are wondering where you are. Well let me enlighten you. You are in the Black region, formally known as The Iraz Crystal Kingdom, now the forgotten region of Kamikakushi where my sister Ahrima and I have taken residence in. You my friend are in the most luxurious of rooms for guests. It's called the Iraz Crytalian room. It will be here that you die." I said soaking up the dark looks I received form him. Ooo, lets see if I can make him mad.
"As for your little princess Jin, or Chihiro as you call her, she's alive...for now. I think I'll play with her a little bit. Maybe even steal a simple kiss from her lips. What do you say to that?" I said and my smile became all the bigger as I watched him thrash in a futile attempt to get at me. I began to laugh.
"Save your energy. You will not escape. You are just now beginning to heal, but at the rate my sister has been using your energy, you won't have much to heal yourself with magic wise." His eyes widened slightly in shock.
"Oh but that is not nearly as interesting as talking about your dear Chihiro." I grinned evilly. This is so much fun.
"You should have seen her try and save you. The poor thing. And all you could do is sleep." He turned his head away.
"She even had a whole shappy of Stithrets to fight against my glore of Ishrites. How amusing. She even managed to give me a nosebleed. The poor pathetic human. I don't see why you bother with her. You waste your feelings. You should have at least found someone who could save you or at least save herself. I must commend you though, she is pretty for a human wench." He jerked his head back so he could stare at me, his emerald eyes melting with anger. His dark green hair falling into his slitted eyes.
"Ah yes. I believe after I've rested I will go pay your lovely Chihiro a visit. I'll make sure to tell her that her mute boyfriend said 'hi'...or not" I turned and walked back to the door, gleefully listening to more of his violent thrashings. So sweet. His wrists will have blistered and bled by the time I get around to visit him again. Soon he will have weakened himself to the point where he can't stand. Not that he will have the opportunity to.
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Authors Ending Note: Oh no! Kohaku! It sounds like he needs saved and quick. Time seems to be running out. Kohaku better be cautious or he could find himself in an even more dangerous position. Chihiro and the others better be on the look out! It sounds like Aikia is planning on stopping by for a visit and I don't think it's to have a nice chat over tea and crumpets!
P.S. Shappy- group of Stithrets, like a heard of goats, of gander of geese (the same idea)
Glore- Group of Ishrites
` ` ` Authors Beginning Note: As Chihiro, Arelinita, and Enuresis make their journey to save Kohaku, Aikia also takes a journey, with Kohaku...to a place of no escape or light. ********* ***************
Chapter 7
His Silent Answers and Torture
****************
Looking behind me I glanced back at the girl, Jin. Oh how cruel the irony of like can be. Too bad for her. She'll never be able to rescue this useless heavyweight baggage. Heck, I will be surprised if he even makes it out of the 'comfortable' room he is to be provided with.
Surprising the urge to laugh in Triumph, I rode away on the back of the Ishrite Queen. Back to the forlorn castle.
***
"As you requested Ahrima. Your precious luggage. Hardly a scratch to be seen." I said dropping the body to the ground. He let out a barely audible groan, and didn't move. Too bad for him. After carrying him all this way through the castle even with secret passages, she can deal with him. He is of no concern of mine. I have done what I needed to do to him. He is no longer of any use to me, other than to keep my sister busy, in unknowing failure. Revenge is sweet, and mine is coming near. I can almost taste it.
The boy was lifted in air with invisible hands as Ahrima examined him. A cruel bitter smile began to take shape on her beautifully malicious face.
"Take him to his room." She said dropping him to the ground carelessly. This time he made no sound. I wonder if he is even breathing anymore.
"That's servants work." I said turning around to leave. Maybe I should have just taken the stupid spirit to his room. I was lifted in the air and tossed against the nearest wall like a rag doll. Oh fun! Landing on my head, I saw doubles, but quickly stood up and ignored them.
"I SAID take him to his room. I did not address the servants. I addressed YOU!" Wench. I nodded though. One day Ahrima...ONE day soon. I walked over to the boy; well I guess he would be a man. He looks to be almost 20 in human years, maybe a few years younger, give or take. Interesting, if we had not used his power as we have done for the past few years, I wonder, would he still look like a mere boy still? It would be a whole lot better if he still WEIGHED like a kid. I grudgingly hauled him over my shoulder and was near the entrance, before given my 'sweet' farewell for the moment.
"Oh, and Aikia, make sure you don't do anything you'll regret. After all, I would be forced to kill you wouldn't I, and we wouldn't want that." She said all kind and sweet like. Make me sick. I left with out reply and made my way through to the center of this castle.
I stopped as I looked down at the servant man before me.
"Move it." I said harshly. I have no time for worthless servants.
"Y-y-yes Aikia, I-I mean Sir, I did n-not..." I let out a clenched sigh of frustration before raising my hand and lifting him in the air using my powers.
"I said MOVE." He flew to the wall and didn't get up. Who cares? I have more important things to do than worry about a nobody who got in my way. Quickly moving through the thousands of halls that run through this place, I finally came to the place I was looking for. I looked at the blank wall. Any unobservant person would think this to be a dead end. All the better for it not to be and to hide things from prying eyes and curious minds. After all, most aren't curious cats, so once they die, satisfaction can't bring them back. I smirked.
Standing right in front of the wall I moved away the portrait of a long dead king and pushed the middle brick. Slowly the other bricks began to rearrange them selves so that a perfect entryway was made and walked in. The room is definitely the first of its kind. I whistled. Ahrima didn't waist her lungs shouting at the Orn Spirits to make this room. It was perfect. I smirked while looking at the walls. It looks like a cave, a huge cave composed completely of perfectly sculptured black crystals. The only smooth part being the path that leads to a smooth five-foot radius circle in the center of the room. I walked on the black path. The crystals emitting a soft eerie glow, bright enough to light the way. Coming to the center I saw the hand cuffing chains hanging form the ceiling and down at the bottom the leg cuffing chains. So sweet his torture will be. Surrounded by beautifully dark crystals that will soon help to kill him and to hang stretched out amidst it all. I unslung the boy from my shoulder and using simple whimsical magic's had his hands cuffed so that he dangled down by his wrists, and the finishing part. I chained his feet tightly together so that he would not be able to rock or sway in his movement.
"uh...uh...ch...chi...hi...ro..." Came the soft voice. The boy painfully began to awaken. I stared right up into his face, noticing the dark bruise he had acquired on his cheek. His eyes slowly opened and I smiled a satisfied smile.
"Chihiro. Ah yes, I seem to recall her. Such determination." I said sweetly and in an almost seemingly admiring voice before I spat on the ground.
"The little wretch. It will be her undoing." He stared at me with cold, and confused eyes.
"I suppose you are wondering where you are. Well let me enlighten you. You are in the Black region, formally known as The Iraz Crystal Kingdom, now the forgotten region of Kamikakushi where my sister Ahrima and I have taken residence in. You my friend are in the most luxurious of rooms for guests. It's called the Iraz Crytalian room. It will be here that you die." I said soaking up the dark looks I received form him. Ooo, lets see if I can make him mad.
"As for your little princess Jin, or Chihiro as you call her, she's alive...for now. I think I'll play with her a little bit. Maybe even steal a simple kiss from her lips. What do you say to that?" I said and my smile became all the bigger as I watched him thrash in a futile attempt to get at me. I began to laugh.
"Save your energy. You will not escape. You are just now beginning to heal, but at the rate my sister has been using your energy, you won't have much to heal yourself with magic wise." His eyes widened slightly in shock.
"Oh but that is not nearly as interesting as talking about your dear Chihiro." I grinned evilly. This is so much fun.
"You should have seen her try and save you. The poor thing. And all you could do is sleep." He turned his head away.
"She even had a whole shappy of Stithrets to fight against my glore of Ishrites. How amusing. She even managed to give me a nosebleed. The poor pathetic human. I don't see why you bother with her. You waste your feelings. You should have at least found someone who could save you or at least save herself. I must commend you though, she is pretty for a human wench." He jerked his head back so he could stare at me, his emerald eyes melting with anger. His dark green hair falling into his slitted eyes.
"Ah yes. I believe after I've rested I will go pay your lovely Chihiro a visit. I'll make sure to tell her that her mute boyfriend said 'hi'...or not" I turned and walked back to the door, gleefully listening to more of his violent thrashings. So sweet. His wrists will have blistered and bled by the time I get around to visit him again. Soon he will have weakened himself to the point where he can't stand. Not that he will have the opportunity to.
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Authors Ending Note: Oh no! Kohaku! It sounds like he needs saved and quick. Time seems to be running out. Kohaku better be cautious or he could find himself in an even more dangerous position. Chihiro and the others better be on the look out! It sounds like Aikia is planning on stopping by for a visit and I don't think it's to have a nice chat over tea and crumpets!
P.S. Shappy- group of Stithrets, like a heard of goats, of gander of geese (the same idea)
Glore- Group of Ishrites