"Speech"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 1 - Revelations

How on earth did he get here? His head hurt like hell. All he could hear was water dripping in the corner, ever splash and splat sounded louder than a scream. His head was pounding; he honestly felt that his head will explode. His neck was sore. Trying to move it had only caused him more pain as he couldn't move due to the fact it was chained to a wall. He couldn't breath. He was panicking, trying to find out where he was. He slowly opened one eyelid. He scanned the room looking for any sign revealing where he might be, but he was only greeted with darkness. Every corner and every space was surrounded by it. He spoke in a hush whisper, "What happened to me". Staring into space, events of the night before were revealed, the same night that he had lost it all and the revelation of him sitting correction chained to the wall and his capture calling it his new home. He remembered. "Oh yeah I remember." He laughed hysterically.

---- Flash Back. ----

"Help! Someone help, the temples are on fire!" Someone shouted. He had unfashionable stumbled out of bed wondering who or what was causing the shouting. As he stumbled subconsciously to his window to view the so called events that were being shouted out in every direction. As he came upon his window he was greeted with a most horrific site he had every seen. The temples that he had spent so many of his years and all of his time to build and run be engulfed by flames. Without hesitation he had sprinted to his door. Yanking it open he had ran down the long corridor until he had reached the main doors, to the sleeping quarters of the temple priests and followers. As every step he took his mind asked the same question 'who would want to attack the white temples Galen. Who or why.' Pushing the main doors open with all his might, he was given the answer to his question. The king had sent his army to destroy the temples. Why? He didn't know. Before he could help the world around him became blurred before being engulfed by darkness as a sharp jolt of pain shot into his neck.

"Argh. Where am I?" He had whispered as he slowly regained conscience.

He felt heavy. He could hear and feel every beating pulse in his head. His eyes felt so heavy that he couldn't open them. He had no idea of where he was. One thing he new he wasn't at the temple anymore.

Feeling heavy objects around his ankles, wrist and neck, he knew that he had been captured. As he realised his situation he started to panic. Pulling violently at his restraints trying to get away, however this had only caused the pain in his ankles, wrist and neck to increase until he felt a warm liquid cascade down his neck. Realising that it was blood he had stopped his action and resorted to shouting at the top of his lungs "Someone, tell me where am I?"

"You are in the king's palace. You should count yourself lucky that you weren't killed like the rest of you clan in that place you called holy." An ice voice had replied.

The stranger's voice bounced of the walls giving him an air of superiority. He suddenly realised that he was talking about all the followers and priests, the people he had once called friends. He stared into the darkness as images of the priests being killed one by one, trying to defend the temple, wee slowly destroyed. He could hear the cries of women pleading for the soldiers to stop. He could see them as they were grabbed by the hair and raped violently then be headed. He watched as the entire scene played in front of his eyes. His eyes over flowed with tears realising that it was all true.

"Who are you?" He asked to the source of the voice in a hushed whisper as a new batch of tears over come him.

"You'll refer to me as your new master." The voice had not wasted any time in correcting his new possession terminology. The voice smirked inwardly. Think of all the ways he could use his new possession

He was shocked by the sudden indication that in, roughly one day he had change form a high ranking priest to a mere servant. His shock was suddenly replaced by rage as he spoke out.

"I am not your possessions! Not know and never will be!" He snapped back.

He thought of all he had done and all he had worked for all of his seventeen years and for it to suddenly be taken away from him. He will not give in that easy as the anger boiled inside of him.

"Hmm you are brave but naïve." The voice was truly impressed by his bravery. "I am impressed by your courage but one thing you must know is that I always get what I want whether there willing or not. You have two choices one is to become my…. lets says my ..erm…help or sit down here and watch yourself slowly decay, it's your choice. Also I hope your comfortable as this will be your new room if ……you decided……to be disobedient in the future for now enjoy your stay and I'll see you later for your answer" He walked out of the room leaving me to ponder his statement.

---- End Flash Back----

"Please Galen I ask for forgiveness for all the wrong doings that I have done for me to gain such a punishment." I called out into the darkness.

He thought of all the possibly things that he could have done or hand done to such an extent that it had anger his god, to give him this punishment. His mind slowly drifted to his friends and what they would have done in his situation. However this only brought more tears to his eyes as he remembered the visions of their gruesome deaths.

Thinking he thought about his situation. One he was stuck in a dark room somewhere in the kings palace. He knew that the person he had been talking to had played a hand in his friends' death and would be willing to kill him if he gave the wrong answer. He laughed which was slowly over run by sobs. 'It's hopeless' he thought 'whether I say yes or no I've already sold my soul'.

A door was opening, he had come back. He would not let him (the voice) see him cry. He will be strong and he will deliver his answer.

"So what is your answer?" the voice said, not revealing any emotion.

His throat went dry. He struggled to get those six words. Those same six words, that will change his life forever.

"I will be obedient, my .. my… master" As he finale said those word a sense of disgust washed over him. He felt dirty and cheap. He had promised himself never to bow down to anyone after that incident. Turning his face away from where he thought he might have been. He starred at the wall waiting for a reply. The one that would seal his faith.

"See, that didn't hurt as much as you thought" The voice was laced with humour.

"Guards unchain him and take him to my chambers" He turned around and left without a single clue of what he'd new master might look like correction his master the king and leaving him to wonder what he had gotten himself into.

He watched as two guards slowly approached him and started to unchain him. He felt the restraints on his neck drop and hit the floor with a loud clink; it was soon followed by the restraints on his arms and legs. He felt light and free, but this was soon short lived as another blow was delivered to the base of his neck causing him to black out.

To Be Continued……………