Author's Warning: This story is NOT historically accurate. If you want historically accurate go read Romance of the Three Kingdoms. By the way sorry about the short chapter.
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me. If they did Wei yan would be covered in peanut butter right now. The title of this fic is from a song from the musical Rent. Go see the movie when it comes out in November. I command you!
Author's Note: Well the cat's out of the bag anyhow. Gee, thanks Kris. Anyhow this will be my last fanfic ever. Yea for some reason being dead in a year or so is going to put a huge damper on my ability to update. Who would have thought? Hey you! Yes you. Stop cheering. Anyhow, my other stories are officially "up for adoption". Please e-mail me privately if you would like to adopt one of the stories (in other words finish it yourself). I have only one condition (Get Wei Yan happy and hopefully with a woman in his life) and I'm more than happy to give you all semi finished chapters for each story. This is the only story I will be keeping or attempting to keep. Kris has offered to finish this one if I die in the middle of it.
Chapter One: Worse Things Than Death
There were worst things than death. Yu Ji smiled, his hands tracing the wounds he had left on the young Sun Emperor. The man stirred under his touch, a faint whimper coming from his tortured throat.
"There there my lord. Surely you can not be ready to give up so soon?" His hands contuined their path over the numerous wounds the arrows had left and traveled to the newer ones that he had inflicted on the young man. This time the captive was silent.
"Good. You're learning, pet." His hands moved over the smooth buttocks, watching as his captive flinched away from him. "Before I am done with you, Sun Ce, you will call me master and gladly hand over all your belongings and Wu to me."
The man's hands shot out and shoved the magician away. "No." The words were rough and broken.
Yu Ji smiled at the tone. It was just another way that he had ensured his captive's obiendence. No water for over two weeks and hardly any food. "You will come to me willingly in the end, begging for my forgiveness.
"No." Sun Ce struggled against the rope that held him in place.
"Yes. You will." Yu Ji yanked the proud chin upward so that the man was forced to look him in the eye. "But first you must suffer for resisting. Yes, first you must be allowed to feel pain as you have never experienced it. Once your trials are done. You will come to serve me.
Yes, there were far worse things than death and before he was done, Sun Ce would become intimately familiar with every single one.