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A Cruel Fate by: Sineari
Kairet awoke with a splitting headache that made her feel like there was a herd of Guar trampling around inside her head. 'Where am I' she thought to herself 'and how did I get here?' Looking around at her surroundings she could see that she was lying on a dirty old blanket that was in the corner of what she assumed to be a storage room. Attempting to sit up made her head spin dizzily, but after a few moments of rest she managed to struggle to her feet. Try as she might she still had no clue where she was or how she had got there. Confusedly she turned around for a bit until she caught sight of a door, excitedly she ran (or at least tried to) towards the door. When she attempted to open it though, her hand was burned by a small ball of fire that seemingly came out of nowhere. She hissed in pain and retreated back to the corner she had been sitting in before.
A lone figure made it's way down the hallway to the storage room where the prisoner was being held. He grinned remembering that it was he who caught the 'famous' thief that managed to vanish whenever capture seemed unavoidable. Even that victory was tainted with a sense of regret, the 'great thief ' seemed better suited to the life of a rogue, from what he could tell, not the life of a thief. Dismissing that line of thought he instead turned his attention to the old wooden door that was to his right, ignoring the one on his left. Taking out the special key he inserted it into the lock and turned, the door swung open without a sound, revealing the small figure huddled in a corner clutching her hand.
Kairet looked up when she heard someone enter the room without getting any trouble at all from the cursed door. "What do you want?" She hissed angrily, she didn't care if he was the one that attacked her or not, but she was mad! Growling angrily she stepped forward slowly and said, "Let. Me. Go. NOW." Continuing her movements toward the door she didn't notice the amused look on the strange Dunmer man's face until he started to laugh, "Ha ha ha ha, what a fool! You think that my guild, the Camonna Tong, will let someone with powers like yours to escape? And serve someone else like the Thieves Guild? Or maybe work for the Fighters Guild? No, I think not you WILL serve us whether you like it or not." With the last few words his eyes narrowed and he grabbed her by the throat and threw against the wall near the stairs. Groaning in pain Kairet tried to stand, but was immediately grabbed by the arm and dragged stumbling up the stairs by the man who sounded so familiar. A cold jolt of shock went through her mind as she finally recalled how she had gotten there. She had been walking back to the Temple when a strange man had attacked her and knocked her out. 'And know I find out that he's from the Camonna Tong.' She thought, as a cold wash of dread went over her. Kairet was jerked out of her thoughts as she was thrown to the floor with a thump.
Opening her eyes slowly Kairet saw that she had been tossed to the floor in front of a strange Dunmer woman. Looking up at her face she saw with a shock that the woman looked like… her mother! Getting over the initial shock, Kairet realized with a scowl that, that woman had her Wakizashi! Growling angrily she glared at the woman with look that could scare even the most dangerous of warriors. "Give it back." The dunmer woman looked at her with a look of mock confusion on her face "Give what back? This?" She said holding up the wakizashi, "No, It's mine now, a nice prize don't you think?" As an answer Kairet just glared in return. " I don't like that look you're giving me little girl, Mesedj! Punish her." Kairet squeezed her eyes shut as she felt a stinging lash of pain whip across her back leaving a bloody trail behind it. "Good," the strange woman said, "Now listen to me Baket (servant), you are going to serve the Camonna Tong and you won't try to escape unless you want to die horribly." The woman turned her back to her and spoke "Mesedj! Take her back to her room." With that she turned and left leaving Kairet with the strange man again. "You heard Seba! Get up!" She was roughly dragged to her feet and pulled back down the hallway and stairs to the little cell-like room she was held in.
Whether it was days, weeks, or months Kairet didn't know, all she knew was that she was trapped. Trapped. That was a word she never thought she'd use when talking about herself. Mostly what she did was either stay in her cell, or she was forced to practice her stealth skills, which she did for the consequence of more torture. It had been a while since she was last allowed out of her confinement and even longer since she had seen the light of day. Sighing she turned over and stared hopelessly at the grime covered wall. She had changed a lot in the 8 months she had been there; no longer was she happy or even capable of any kind of joy at all. She had become hopeless; no matter what she did she always made a mistake and was beaten for it. Especially when she had tried to escape the burning pains on her back would last for a while. Drearily she wondered if she could ever leave this place at all.