I do not own anything but my characters (Iris, Amon, Axel, etc), the Galileus (but sadly I do not own the creature design) and Cryal.
Quotes and meanings below.
"Speaking aloud"
'Speaking telepathically'
Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.
My fanfiction & Wattpad: VivicaNight
My deviantart: Horrorgir1
CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains content that may be disturbing for sensitive readers beyond the halfway point.
Chapter 24: The Performance
A week passes, my sanity begins to buckle in on itself.
Each day that passes, my stomach gets larger. So far it has been a month, I believe. During this time I have begun to take the time to study the child drawings hung up around the room, each one shows a different story, most of them being depressing. I am drawn as a little girl in each one, knowing now that this used to be my room. The people continue to try and feed me human food, eating only the apples they give me.
Despite screaming out for raw meat, no one has heard me.
During the days that have passed, not once has anyone met with me in my sleep.
.
The lights in my cell turn on hours before they usually do, making me groan in exhaustion and cover my face with my wing to block out the light.
Hearing the door open, I uncover my face and look at the human entering. Something wrapped inside sheets of dark paper is placed in my room before the man leaves, shutting the door behind him.
Smelling the air, I gasp, my stomach begins to ache terribly.
Meat.
Quickly I get up and run over to it, grabbing the wrapped up meat I pull it deeper into the cell before ripping the papers off it.
My mouth waters in anticipation, the moment the red meat meets the air I go into a frenzy, barely even chewing the meat.
My sharp teeth and claws cut through the meat like a hot knife through butter, devouring the meat until there is nothing left.
Covered in blood, I clean myself up with my tongue, what I can reach at least. Cleaning the rest of the blood off of me using the sink, I go back to the bed, ripping my bloodied gown off before lying down and covering my body completely.
Not having to say anything, the hidden cameras in the room tell my caretakers what I need.
"Good morning Iris!" The man who claims to be my caretaker's voice rings through the room, making me growl.
"Today is a special day! As long as you do as we say, today will be very progressive for both of us!" The man's deep yet enthusiastic voice tells me.
Snarling, I cover my head with the blanket, too tired to care.
Moments pass and the door to my room is opened, grabbing my attention.
A man around the age of 35 steps into the room wearing a formal suit, his medium length black hair nicely framing his face.
The instant he enters the room panic flows through my entire being, something deep inside of me wants that man as far away from me as possible.
He gives me a soft smile, "Hello Iris, seems you enjoyed your treat." He gestures toward the remains of the paper that was wrapped around the meat, he tosses a new gown in my direction. From the sound of his voice I recognize him as the man who has been speaking to me over the speakers, the man who claims to be taking care of me now.
"Get dressed."
I stare at the man motionlessly, my voice cracks out of fear, "...G-get away..."
He gives me a soft smile, "Everything will be alright, I may seem scary but you will get used to me, everyone does." He tells me before turning around to let me get dressed.
Hesitantly I leave the bed and put the gown on, watching the man's back, part of me thinks about ripping his neck out while the other side of me doesn't want to get on this man's bad side.
Going with the passive part of me, I quietly speak, "...Okay..."
He turns around, giving me a soft smile, "Looking good! Come out here with me." He tells me, moving out of the doorway and gesturing outside the cell.
Full of fear, I hesitantly walk over to him, keeping my teeth and claws sharp I walk out of the room, taking in the sight of the long hallways.
"Follow me." He tells me before walking down the hall, I follow him, barely even looking where I'm going.
The hall is so clean, like a hospital. Everything is so white and bright, but no windows in sight.
The man stops before a room, opening the door he gestures for me to enter.
Quickly stepping past him I enter the room, discovering it is a large bathroom with multiple showers.
"You will find everything you need in the showers. Take your time." He suggests, smiling softly before looking me over.
"How is the baby?" He asks me, care in his voice.
"...None of your business..." I tell him, covering my stomach up with my arms to block his view.
He gives me a smile, "Understandable." He concludes with before leaving and shutting the door.
Letting out a deep sigh, I drop my guard. Making my way to one of the showers, I find one with supplies in it.
After showering, the man returns and gives me a dress, underwear and a bra.
Once dressed up he takes me to a different room and has a barber cut my hair to look nice like it did when I was with Emma, no longer in my face and outgrown.
All of this makes me feel much better, and a little happier. This place isn't too bad...so far...
But why did I run?
Once I get prettied up for the first time in my memory, he walks me to an elevator, taking us to the basement.
Quickly I become nervous again, the feeling of being in danger returns, naturally I sharpen my claws and teeth again, ready to defend myself if anything happens.
Reaching the basement the doors open, we step out and the sight blows me away.
Beneath the facility is some kind of gymnasium-sized viewing room. Bleachers surround a large middle opening as if to display something giant to every viewer in the room.
Rows of people sit in the bleachers and begin to cheer once we exit the elevator, the sudden sound almost throwing me into a panic.
The man waves to everyone before walking with me to one side of the room.
A chain grabs my attention, finally the ring around my ankle proves its purpose once the long chain is clamped onto it.
Beginning to panic I ask frantically, "What is happening..?!"
The man smiles at me, "Just do as you are told, you wont get hurt." With that he walks away, leaving me in the spotlight.
Across the room from me a girl with dyed long light blue hair is chained to the floor in the same manner, she looks to be around my age.
The crowd cheers loudly, chattering loudly with each other while the girl and I make eye contact.
The girl looks very malnourished, abused and broken. Visible scars cover her body, her blue dress hides most of them.
The crowd quiets down, a man begins to speak, "We welcome each and every one of you to our annual Divinity Showcase! Today we are welcoming an old favorite back to the assembly, Iris Hale!" The crowd cheers while all attention is on me, I begin to tremble.
"Iris was the original dominator we had, but while she was away, a new contender took her place. We welcome the return of Valentina Blythe!" The crowd cheers while all attention is on the girl across from me.
My eyes widen, the last name makes chills run up my spine.
Blythe.
It can't be.
Attention moves to both of us, something flows through me, making me feel strong once again.
My irises burst a bright violet before dimming down into its normal purple, realizing energy has returned to me.
The girl across from me, named Valentina, feels the same energy gain, leather wings with light blue skin appear on her back and a long tail appears from behind her, tipped with the familiar spikes of a Cryal.
...Oh no...
A giant clear glass rises from the ground before the bleachers, closing all exits and protecting all the viewers, leaving Valentina and I alone in the center.
Hearing a sound, I look down at my ankle to discover the chain has opened, releasing me and Valentina.
All of my energy has returned to me, if not much more than what I had originally to the point I feel as though my energy is pulsating the air around me.
Valentina watches me and begins to convulse before her body changes and grows in size drastically, turning into her true Cryal form.
The female Cryal before me has light blue scales all over, her clothes have been torn off, revealing hundreds of scars and gashes all over her scaly body. Her front legs slam to the ground, making the Earth beneath us rumble.
She is larger than the previous female I had seen, she is definitely of Alexander's bloodline...
She snarls at me, exposing rows of large sharp teeth before letting out an ear-piercingly loud roar before me, the sheer power almost throwing me off my feet.
Panic and fear flow through me, backing up fast, I begin to doubt my strength.
I have no obsidian...she is the equivalent of Axel or Amon's strength! It will be impossible for me to take her down!
A loud deep inhale of air comes from her giant body before she expels bone-chilling, freezing air from her lungs, freezing the water particles in the air.
Taking off before the breath can reach me, I fly as high as I can, she follows me with her head and I fly around her trying to avoid it.
"I'M PREGNANT, PLEASE DON'T!" I cry out over and over while flying around her, making sure she hears me.
One of her front feet slam into me in the air, sending me flying to the ground.
Landing harshly on my back, I cry out in pain, looking at her above me.
She snarls and exhales freezing breath down at me, quickly using an illusion she changes her breath's direction, seeing me take off and fly around her again while in reality I have landed on her head.
The illusion fades and I hold onto some of her scales, she shakes her head violently to get me off, screeching loudly in frustration.
"Please stop! We can work together to get out of here! They treat you like shit don't they! Your scars tell me your story. They treated me like shit too, so bad that I went crazy! Please help me kill these monsters!"
She continues to try to shake me off, using her front legs to try and grab me, realizing now why the Galileus go for the head first.
'I will die if I don't kill you.' A beautiful, young woman's broken voice speaks into my head.
"No one will hurt you! Even if they do, nothing will have to fight each other for a long time if we destroy this area!" I try convincing her.
'...My father will...'
She grabs me with her claws, slamming me to the ground before going to devour me.
Raising my arms I scream out and my energy bursts in her direction, making her fly off me and crash into one of the indestructible glass walls.
The crowd cheers in excitement, I lock my eyes on the man taking care of me, now understanding why my natural response to him is to run.
He is Alexander Blythe...and is well aware of who the father of my baby is.
Valentina struggles to get her body off the ground, rage fills my entire being while staring at Alexander who looks to be getting amusement out of his daughter's pain.
Dark, thick purple fog surrounds me, suddenly I feel a giant increase in energy from Vivica. I let out an ear piercingly loud screech, deafening all the humans in the room and making their ears bleed.
All my built up rage, sadness, frustration and distress fuels my drastically increasing energy.
Suddenly I begin to levitate in the air, my hair quickly fades into a dark violet color, two smaller wings appear beneath my main ones and my eyes burst a blinding violet as every human in the basement gets engulfed in deep purple fog. All at once each human explodes in a burst of energy, crying out loudly I focus my remaining energy on Alexander, who has begun staring at me in shock.
All the violet fog flies at him at once. With a snap of his fingers I fall to the ground, the fog disappears and my hair turns back to normal and the smaller set of wings disappear. My eyes fade back into brown as I cry out loudly in agony, all the energy taken away from me in one instant.
Valentina stares at me before crying out loudly, being forced back into her previous form, her tail and wings disappear again.
The glass walls fall, the only people standing now is Alexander and a few other men, or Cryal, in the room, all standing surrounded by blood and guts in all directions.
He slowly approaches me, the pain continues coursing through my body from the device around my neck, making me cry louder.
He puts a foot down on my swollen abdomen, smirking down at me, "Smart little creature, aren't you?"
Through the pain I hiss at him loudly and try to move out from under his foot to protect my baby, but the instant I try to move he presses down harder.
"Father, stop!" The voice of Valentina reaches us from across the room, grabbing our attention.
She lies upon the ground, staring at us in agony and fear.
Alexander gives her a smirk as he moves his foot off of me, "Alright, sweetheart, I will deal with her later." He tells his daughter.
The remaining men approach me, grabbing onto me.
Crying out in protest, the pain from my device ceases.
"Take her back to her room." Is all Alexander says before approaching his daughter.
I am drug out of the room before I even get a chance to see what will happen between them two, but the screams of agony heard from the room as the elevator ascends the floors make me glad I didn't.
The men drag me to my room, despite my struggles, my weak body doesn't even give them the slightest trouble.
I get thrown into my room, landing on my side I quickly get back up and run to the door screaming for them not to close it. The door gets slammed shut and I hit the door hard with my fists, screaming loudly to be let out.
"Don't do this! PLEASE! Let me out! Please!" I beg, not one soul hears my pleas.
After pounding on the door to the point my hands hurt, I scream out loudly in defeat and give up.
Turning around I look around the room, looking for a possible way out anywhere.
Of course, the room was obviously designed to keep whatever is held inside of it from getting out without even the slightest chance of escaping.
Realizing the room has been cleaned, it barely grabs my attention.
Quickly I try fitting under the bed, although it's not much of a hiding place, I'd rather be down here than in the open.
Hours pass, my stress builds as time goes on. At some point I must have fallen asleep because the next time my eyes open the lights are off.
Remaining under the bed, I begin to relax, figuring Alexander must have forgotten about me somehow.
How would he have forgotten me? I question my own thoughts.
I can only pray that he did..
My gut suddenly tells me to run, but there is no where to go.
Fear overwhelms me, not understanding why my instincts are kicking in. My question gets answered as the door to my room opens.
Sitting still beneath the bed, my eyes widen, unable to see a thing. I hold my wings against my body tightly, hearing footsteps enter the room before the door closes.
Chills flow through my body, my heart drops the moment I hear his voice, "Iris, darling. Come out and speak to me like a big girl, that bed won't protect you." Alexander's deep, gravelly, aged voice demands.
"...Just leave me alone. Leave all of us alone...you don't have to share your emotional pain with us...your daughter and I are innocent to what occurred in your life!" I speak with a trembling voice, not knowing what could set this ancient monster off.
Suddenly a sliver of energy returns to me, just enough that I can use my true eyes and see through the darkness. Seeing Alexander's shoes across the room, he speaks.
"I did not meet with you to consult about my progeny. Once, you were innocent, now you bear his mark and his wretched spawn. You threw yourself in the spotlight the day you exposed yourself to us." His angered voice booms through the room, he approaches the bed and reaches under it, grabbing onto my wrist. I cry out and dig my claws into his hand, slicing his skin open to the bone as he roughly drags me out from beneath the bed.
He hisses from the pain, his hold bruising my wrist almost to the point of it breaking. He pins me to the floor, his wings and tail appear, both of them covered in spikes.
His wings are tore up and rough from his long life, his tail is lined with damaged spikes, telling me the older the Cryal is, the more spikes they bear.
His tail whips around slams down onto my head, slamming the back of my skull against the cushioned flooring. Although the floor is cushioned, the force of both hits nearly knock me out.
Ears ringing, my body goes numb. My eyesight fades away for a few moments, panicking I rub my eyes and realize the energy was drained from me again, leaving me nearly mortal.
Feeling a sudden hand around my neck tightly, I cough and try to scream out in protest, digging my claws into his wrist again he lifts my torso up and slams my body back down onto the flooring, nearly cracking the back of my skull with the force.
Something inside the device sends agonizing pain through my body, on top of being nearly knocked out my wings disappear and my claws and teeth go dull without my control.
The lack of oxygen entering my lungs fuels the oncoming unconsciousness, unable to see anything I let go of his wrist and hold my abdomen to protect my baby even in the slightest.
His hand releases my neck, allowing me to breathe again.
He isn't here to kill me...
...He wants my baby dead...
He leaves me for a moment, filling me with fear.
Hyperventilating in pain and terror, I attempt to curl up and push myself away from him, tears running from my eyes.
Curling up with my arms and legs over my stomach, the security is torn away by his hands. He pins my arms down at my sides, my legs are forced apart by his bare body.
Feeling his body against my legs makes my whole world freeze for a moment and time to slow, my heart rate increases drastically and my fight or flight response is triggered.
In a split moment I begin screaming out loudy in protest, screaming as loud as my lungs will let me, trying to kick and raise my arms to get him away from me, tears flowing from my eyes.
"LET ME GO! PLEASE NO! ANYTHING BUT THIS PLEASE! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream out through screams of panic and terror as loud as I can, fighting against him as he begins to laugh maniacally.
Using all my energy in my being to fight against his hold, to protect my child from whatever he is planning, I quickly become lost in my mind, feeling as though I am fading away into a dark tunnel.
All the sounds, my struggling, his laughter and my screaming become muffled and quieter the further I get down the dark tunnel in my brain.
During this moment I am completely unaware of my underwear being torn off and my body invaded by him.
His deep, loud voice speaks with venom inside of my brain, 'Are you aware of what happens when either a Galileus, or Cryal, ejaculates inside of an already impregnated female carrying the suckling of a different species?'
This question makes my heart sink, being yanked out of my tunnel and brought back into reality.
Continuing to cry out at the top of my lungs, I stare into the darkness in terror, unable to defend myself what so ever.
His hot breath is felt at my ear, sending chills through my body, he whispers into my ear fueled by his desire to destroy the fetus inside of me, "The seed will rip through the amniotic sac and attack the fetus, acting like an acid, killing it within hours." He reveals to me.
Listening to his words, my mental state collapses, tears fill my vision, wanting to die along with the baby.
I remain silent, unable to formulate any kind of response other than my constant tears.
His eyes watch me, he begins to laugh before proceeding with his goal, knowing what he has done to me.
The whole time he defiles me, I remain silent, not feeling a thing while cowering deep inside of my subconscious, deep inside of the dark tunnel once again.
Closing my eyes, I return to my safe place inside of my mind, remembering the days where I was actually happy.
Listening to music with Axel, playing around with Amon in the form of a familiar, seeing the sight of Axel killing the Cryal.
My fear and pain slowly begin to create a scar, an intense hatred deep within my soul, shackled deep inside of it by the strongest of chains.
The hatred for this terrible species grows the more this monster is near me. Buried within my replayed memories and growing hatred, without even realizing, the movement has stopped.
He has finished.
A sharp, stinging smack lands on my left cheek, the force throwing my head to the side, instinctively I cower.
Alexander grabs my jaw with one hand, pulling me and forcing me to sit up before him to where his breath is felt on my face, "You will never leave this facility of mine. There is no hope of anyone trying to save you. You. Are. Mine." His venomous voice hisses in my face like a viper before releasing me.
The sound of rustling clothes fill my ears, moments later the door to the room is opened, the light illuminating his tall figure, no longer baring wings or a tail.
He turns to look at me, "Sleep well."
Leaving me alone, he closes the door.
Time passes, I remain in the same spot, trying to collect my mentality.
The smell of familiar, yet unfamiliar blood soon fills my lungs as thick liquid seeps out from between my legs.
Now...I am truly alone...