Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is Tamora's! The poem Chaos' Attempt is written and owned by me (as crappy as it is) as are characters you don't recognize
Chaos then reigned
With a harsh, dissonant chord
And the Chosen One was chained
As the blood of the realms was outpoured
From the third stanza of Chaos' Attempt written by Korbin of Conté in 660 HE
The first thing Raedeshe noticed when he opened his eyes was the fact that he was in human form. Actually, the first two things he noticed was that he was cold all over and it was pitch black, closely followed by the recognition that he was in human form.
He knew his eyes were open, and as they adjusted to the darkness he spotted the tiniest glimmer of light. He struggled to focus on the source; it was coming from both of his wrists and his ankles. His fascination with the changing, multi-colored lights turned into horror once his brain had comprehended what the light was. Chaos muck that, by the looks of it, was wrapped around strands of a spidren web.
Sending out his magical hearing, he sensed no immortals or the Queen of Chaos. Horror filled him as he realized his magical hearing was silent, no Rhea, no spidrens, no Uusoae, not even plants and animals.
Panic took hold of him and each beat of his heart echoed in his ears, each little shift he made was agonizingly loud. Gathering his wits, knowing that he had to escape before Uusoae appeared, he tried to yank against the Chaos shackles that attached his wrists to the wall.
An agonizing jolt of pain shot through him and he lay back against the wall, gritting his teeth at the pain. Uusoae knew him too well; she had accounted for everything that he would think of to escape. She had drained a majority of his magic from him; he had just the smallest flame of it left.
Anger replaced the pain and horror as a single thought beat through his head; Rhea was alone again, in Tortall, and she had no way to know where he was. Despair mixed with his anger as he hung his head. He had promised her that he would never leave her again. Her mind would fragment, it was part of the prophecy he had not spoken of, and the realms would descend into chaos.
Uusoae had kidnapped him just for that! His anger came to a boil and he lunged against the chains, crying out with the pain. He fought against the pain, his muscles screaming as they were pushed to their extent. His thoughts turned to those of a panther and black fur rippled across his skin before fading again. Uusoae was blocking his every attempt to use his magic.
The door flew open suddenly and he stopped his struggle, leaning back against the wall and breathing heavily as his eyes adjusted to the blinding light. As the spots started to fade, a cold and very familiar voice sneered, "Ah, so the shape-shifter is awake. I was beginning to worry."
Rae snarled as Prince Laius came into focus. He lunged against the Chaos chains again and was thrown back again as a sharp bolt of pain went through him. "I should have known you would be behind this," Rae snarled as he sat panting against the wall.
Laius gave him a cold and cruel smile. "I'm not behind this. She is." Laius bowed and the thing behind him came forward and into focus. The Queen of Chaos stood there, her muck dripping off the tips of her long fingers. Her eyes were constantly changing color and animal, making Raedeshe retch.
Uusoae smiled bitterly then snapped her fingers at Laius. "Untie his mouth," She commanded, her hissing voice sending shivers down Rae's spine. Laius did as commanded, ignoring the curses that were thrown at him and the bites that Rae tried to land on him.
"My dear Raedeshe," Uusoae cooed as she came forward and knelt in front of him, "How good it is to see you again after so long." Rae snarled, struggling against the shackles again. Uusoae clicked her tongue at him and pointed. A bolt of white lightning shot out of Uusoae's finger and hit Rae's shackles. The shackles started to tighten and it felt as if the lightning was attacking every place in his body.
He gritted his teeth, trying desperately not to cry out and show weakness to the uncaring goddess. Uusoae dropped her hand and the pain disappeared, leaving Rae fighting for his breath. She gripped his face in one slimy hand and Rae squirmed at the unwanted touch.
She looked straight into his eyes and he locked his gaze with hers, his anger making his eyes like violet flames. "I think it's time you repay the favor that I did for you, Raedeshe." He blanched at her words, knowing that she meant one thing and one thing only: She wanted him to kill.
Even as his heart was torn,
Caught on the spike of a Chaos thorn,
He fought against deeds done in the past
Knowing his debt to Uusoae was too vast
From the second stanza of Chaos' Attempt written by Korbin of Conté in 660 HE
A/N: It was going to be longer but I decided to cut it in half and make the next half chapter 9. (Chapter 9 will be posted on my birthday! YEAH! The big 16!)