I don't own Winx Club or any of its characters, sadly. Enjoy the chapter.
Warning: This chapter contains elements of rape and other forms of torture. You have been warned.
Dark scars
Chapter 2: Suspicions
This time she woke up to the sound of echoing footsteps coming closer to her. Disoriented Bloom raised her head to see where she was. Looking down and around her she realized that she was strapped to the middle of what seemed like a prison cell.
Her arms were stretched to the sides and her feet were affixed to the ground by heavy iron shackles connected to short rattling chains, forcing her to remain standing. It took Bloom a while to realize the lack of wounds on her body.
Where did they go?
It was impossible for the torture to be a simple illusion, it felt too real und hurt too much. Bloom's attention was drawn to the front of her cell by the footsteps increasing in volume.
A few seconds later a shadow appeared in front of her cell before its owner came around the corner. Immediately she could feel rage overrun her.
"Darkar."
She spat out the name with as much anger and loathing as she could, her body brimming with the urge to get out of these chains so she could beat him senseless for all the torture he sent her through with the Trix.
"Now now, my dear Bloom, is that any way to show your hospitality towards the host that is giving you a place to stay right now?"
She spat in front of his feet.
"I would much rather sleep on the ground under a dirty bridge than here you scumbag!"
He ignored her growling and opened the door to the cell with a loud and ear piercing screech. She flinched at the sound and looked at him with suspicion and caution.
"Why are you coming in? If you need to check the chains to see if I tried burning them through you don't even need to bother. I can't even summon up a scarp of magic in here. But surely you would know since you imprisoned me here."
Her voice dripped with venom as she talked to him while trying to move away from his figure coming closer and closer to her. However her shackles prevented her from moving more than a few centimetres.
Slowly and steadily, knowing the tenseness of the girl in front of him, he stretched out his hand to caress her cheek.
Keeping his hand there as she tried to move her head away from it he leaned closer until she could feel his breath on her face. Relishing in her fear he stood still for a few seconds before talking.
"I think you are misunderstanding me Bloom. I know of your inability to use magic in here. After all, I locked you up in here. No, what I am going to do is help you mind break little by little until you're my loyal slave. I couldn't do so in reality since your body would die before your mind is broken but in here you will be able to heal infinitely. You know what this means, don't you?"
He loved the way her eyes opened wide in horror and fear as she realized what his words meant for her. Infinite torture until her mind breaks. Until the pain takes every bit of her will away from her.
"My body may heal, allowing you to forever continue your torture, but my friends will come to save my and defeat you. You won't have enough time for your plans to become reality."
Blooms voice was shaking as she spoke those words. She gathered her courage and abruptly moved her head, giving him a headbutt. His helmet left her dizzy after the impact but she felt a sense of satisfaction seeing him stumble back while holding his head.
Annoyed and angry he punched her in her stomach, leaving her coughing and heaving for air as a line of drool mixed with blood ran down her lips.
He grabbed her head and pulled it up by her hair until she was looking into his glowing eyes.
"Don't worry about the lack of time my dear Bloom, in here the time passes very slowly. One minute outside equals about one day in here. And since I don't think you will last more than a month in here you will be ready to serve me before your pathetic friends are able to bypass my witches."
Oh how he loved that look of desperation in her eyes. This was going to be so much fun.
"Now then, why don't we begin right away.", he said while moving his clawed hands towards her clothes, ripping them off with one swift motion.
It dawned to Bloom what he was going to do and she intensified her struggles against the chains holding her in place with no success.
"No! Stop it! Don't touch my body!"
She screamed in a piercing voice, watching as his hands reached towards her breasts, groping them and twisting her nipples painfully.
Darkar enjoyed hearing her scream as his right hand slowly made its way down to her jeans, tugging at them, loving the way she squirmed, trying to get his hands off of her.
"Hands off you pervert! Don't you dare do this!"
Bloom yelled, her voice laced with her feelings of helplessness as she watched his hand rip off her jeans and panties, ripping them into pieces.
His hand then started to slowly start exploring her folds, his rough and sharp metallic claws leaving some almost bloody scratches behind as he explored her sex.
She clamped her mouth shut to keep herself from groaning from the pain. If she couldn't stop him from violating her at the very least she would deny Darkar the satisfaction of hearing her scream from the pain.
Suddenly he rammed his index finger into her vagina, easily tearing through her hymen and tearing her skin with his armoured finger. Blood started to trickle down his hand, dripping onto the ground from the cuts he made inside of her.
Barely suppressing a scream from the pain she felt she started chanting a mantra inside her head.
"It's not real, it's just in your head, this isn't happening, everything will be normal when you get back the reality."
Chanting it over and over she was able to somewhat ignore the pain and the grief she was feeling from being violated. She knew this was the only way for her if she wanted to remain rational during and after the next days and months in here. Wherever this was.
"I won't fail and I won't break. I will come out of this stronger than before. It is only pain."
She kept on motivating and consoling herself for the sake of her sanity.
Darkar wasn't happy when he saw her calm down. After all this was supposed to be torture. He grinned as he started to rapidly move his finger in and out of her now bloody hole, cutting more and more wounds into her body.
While she was able to keep silent she couldn't keep a tear from streaming down her cheeks. Satisfied with this he pulled out is bloody finger and put it in front of her mouth, making her gag from the smell of her blood.
"Lick it", he commanded as he pressed his finger to her lips, a few drops of blood flowing on her lips and chin.
Bloom shook her head as she pressed her lips together so much that they turned white. Smirking he used his other hand to block her nose, forcing her to open her mouth to breathe. After a minute of holding her breath she couldn't take it anymore and opened a sliver of her mouth to let the tiniest bit of air into her lungs.
He didn't miss his chance and forcefully crammed his blood covered finger into her mouth, cutting her lips and tongue in the process as he forced her to taste her own blood. She retched when his finger finally left her mouth, the metallic taste lingering in her mouth.
She glared at him with a gaze full of hate as he walked around her, snickering at her gaze.
"Oh, don't be such a killjoy my dear Bloom. We are only getting to the best part."
He whispered in her ear as he caressed her left thigh, ignoring her body flinching at his cold touch.
"I think this part will do just perfect."
Her eyes opened wide when she saw his hand starting to glow in an eerie orange glow as he heated it up. She could feel the heat singing her skin as he moved his hand closer.
"W-What are you doing! Stop it! Please stop!"
She screamed with tears in her eyes, the chains rattling as she tried to escape. She knew what he was about to do. But Darkar brushed off her pleading with a dark laugh.
"Don't worry Bloom, I am only marking my property."
"I am NOT your property Darkar, I don't belong to you, not now and not ever!"
Bloom yelled, livid at the fact that he even dared to make her an object. She was a human, her own person! She swore that she would never let him get away with this. Even if she had to freeze hell over by herself, she would make sure he is going to pay for what he is doing to her.
Biting her lips until they bled she was able to endure his branding with only a small grunt as he burned something onto her skin with his finger.
It took a while but after about five minutes he was done with his 'work of art' as he called it.
The branding looked like a rough outline of his phoenix form with a 'D' in the middle of it.
He moved closer to his prisoner, now hanging slack in her bindings since she passed out after the fourth minute.
"Don't worry my little dragon, your fun has just begun."
He left her hanging unconscious in her prison, laughing as he left the cell. Just the thought of what he had in store for her was enough to make him smile sadistically.
(At the entrance to Shadowhaunt)
The Winx and Specialists were engaged in a full-on fight with the three witches empowered by their Gloomix.
The fight was nearing its end as Musa, Stella and Flora equipped their Charmix to use a convergence attack, shattering Icy's ice and wiping away Darcy's clones.
Snarling at her opponent Stormy sent a wave of lightning their way while she ran over to her sisters for a tactical retreat. But she didn't make it far enough before Techna sent a world wide web attack after her, trapping the three witches. Immediately the Specialists rushed up to them with magic locking cuffs and detained them, leading them to the cells within their ship.
"Come on guys we need to hurry up! We need to save Bloom! Who knows what Darkar is doing to her right now!"
Stella shouted at the girls and motioned for Timmy and Techna to quickly start up the ship again. With the way open and the witches dealt with there was nothing stopping them from reaching Darkar and kicking his butt for kidnapping their friend!
When the witches overheard Stella's shout they started laughing, Stormy even fell to the ground clutching her sides while giggling her soul out.
The entire team turned and glared at the trio.
"May I ask what's so funny?"
Techna scrutinised the witches with narrowed eyes, suspicious about their reaction.
"Oh well we are only laughing about how naïve you pixies are. You don't even know that your so-called friend has already betrayed you for Lord Darkar."
Icy laughed as she 'warned' the fairies about Bloom's new personality.
"There is no way Bloom will betray us! We are friends!", Stella shot back at the witches.
"Yeah, there is no way in hell she's gonna betray us", Musa added, while the rest where nodding their agreement to the statement.
"Then I can only say wait and see", Icy laughed as she and her sisters turned around to walk into the ship.
Most of the crew blew Icy's words off as simple provocation but Layla and Riven were suspicious. The facial expression of Icy didn't hint to it being just a joke made of spite. She looked … genuinely happy about what she said. As if she really couldn't wait for them to see the truth.
"This can't be good", Layla thought to herself whereas Riven just decided to observe Bloom closely later on while he followed the others into the ship to finally make their way into the caves of Shadowhaunt.
Authors note:
Hi, Point Midnight here (^-^)
This is my first fanfiction I am writing so I would be really happy if you left a review telling what I could do better or any plot ideas.
Also the torture parts will become way less in the next few chapters, they will be mentioned in short flashbacks but the story will mainly focus on how Bloom and the others will deal with the aftermath of the trauma.
See you for the next chapter