The Final Escape of the Tortured Servant
Chapter 2
What just happened?
Blue's POV
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My belly clenched in sympathy. Talon, Rip and Midnight stared, but Knife and Leopard was laughing. Poor Foxdung-Honey. She had gone for a week and a half with no food, and not only were her ribs jutting from her sides, she was very weak. But now she was reduced to none other than eating dung.
I nearly retched myself, watching her. I hoped I'd never get that hungry. Rip stalked up to me, his ripped ear twitching. "Hey lazy! Go hunt for me!" he slashed out with a single claw and ripped my newly healed shoulder wound open. I nodded and hurriedly ran off. Once in the forest I licked the blood off my shoulder and began to scent for prey.
After hunting for a while, I returned and dropped a vole and a mouse at Rip's paws. He snorted and sank his fangs into my paw. I whimpered, then crawled away to my nest. I saw Honey get up from her nest and waddle in the direction of the entrance. But she didn't make it and retched up the dung she ate, right beside Knife's bedding. I winced.
Knife was just padding over from the fresh-kill pile and stepped right in it. He took one step back and sniffed it. He looked at Honey for a long time. Then he leaped at her. I turned away, but I couldn't keep out the yelps and whimpers that turned into shreiks and wails. Then I turned just in time to see Knife shoving a stick down her throat.
Leopard joined him and they seemed like they were having a lot of fun with Honey. They shoved more dung down her throat, and Rip chewed on her paw as if it was a root of a tree. Finally he stopped, and placing one paw on her leg he yanked her paw and dislocated it. She let out another howl, and he dislocated her back paw on the opposite side.
Finally they stopped, and let her lay in the dust. I trembled and looked away. Things like that had happened to me. Leopard padded past me, and I shuddered as my eyes flashed, not on purpose. I got his thoughts as clearly as he'd yowled them out loud: 'Idot. So stupid.' He swished his tail and leaped sideways. With a nervous sideways glance, he padded to his den.
I padded past Honey, my paws making splashes in the puddles of blood that surrounded her. Once again I trembled. Once again my eyes flashed. I looked around, focusing on Honey. 'Pain! Pain! Stop!' I froze. How was this happening? Was it since the calico she-cat I'd seen in my dreams? She'd appeared to me more than once, fixing me with her green stare.
Rip was asleep, so I slowly lowered myself onto my nest, feeling once again sick at the thought of laying in dung. But it was soft, but the stench was revolting.
Honey's POV
Pain. Fire. Ice. I trembled as I tried to shakily rise to my paws. Leopard was watching me, his gaze icy. I met his gaze defiantly, thought minutes ago he'd been torturing me. I had freedom, I knew what it was like, and I'd never be the same again. I saved you for this? I thought. He looked away guiltily, as though reading my thoughts.
Rip padded up to Blue and shoved a half-eaten vole to her. Blue murmured something and began eating, and Rip snorted and padded off. I sat there, watching. Why did Blue get to eat, but I didn't? My belly was rumbling loudly, and I kept thinking about the warm scent of the prey... and Jayfeather...
Wait, I was thinking about a medicine cat? I shook my head to clear it. Medicine cats were forbidden to love! Suddenly pain shot up through my tail. I turned around, my eyes watering. Knife was there, pulling on my tail. He pulled me toward him, yanking on my mangled tail as he did so.
"Why hello Foxdung," he hissed in my face, biting my nose at the same time. I did my best not to cringe away from his evil breath. "Ready for more of how Swallow felt? We left that out seconds ago. How about now?"
Okay, now I had a reason to...! Suddenly I was rolling around on the floor, with the loop tight around my throat. I tried my best to get a breath, but my throat was blocked. I struggled, and Knife grinned as he pulled it tighter. I rolled around more, and soon began to feel weak and dizzy. Leopard came up and slashed at my belly. I couldn't cry out, I had no air in my lungs.
I saw my captors grinning as a calming, pure, welcoming blackness headed towards me... it was death, I was sure of it. I saw Leopard and Knife grinning like mad cats, and just as I was about to be completely engulfed in death closer than my last torture I was coming to death, Leopard released the rope.
Leopard's POV
I grinned as I saw Foxdung rolling around on the floor, trying desperately to breathe. I came up and slashed her belly, and watched as Knife grinned, and tightened, tightened the rope... suddenly I noticed something."Knife," I whispered, still grinning evilly but with worried eyes. "Her struggles are getting weaker."
Knife glanced at Foxdung, who was barely moving now, and her eyes were glazing over in death. "Okay, that's enough." He handed me the end of the rope and I released it. Foxdung lay on the floor, panting and breathing hard, and at one point I even thought she was going die. Finally the pale golden she-cat sat up with a final gasp. She stared at me sadly, and I knew she was remembering when she saved me. Well, I wasn't going to have mercy on her, no matter what!
"Go to your nest and stay there," I ordered. "I'll be along in a little bit." She nodded, and limped slowly off to her nest.
"Faster, Foxdung!" hissed Knife, and he slashed at her rump with unsheathed claws. She didn't even glance back, just limped faster across the clearing.
"Good work there," I told Knife. "Nice torture, eh?"
Knife nodded. "Yup." For some reason, his eyes were wide and distant. Suddenly, blood poured from a wound on his chest, and I gaped in astonishment. What was wrong with Knife?
Knife's POV
"Yup," I said. Suddenly a cat appeared in front of me.
"How dare you!" the calico hissed. "She saved your comrade, and this is how you repay her? You should be treating her like a queen!"
The same voices that invaded Leopard, I thought. Leopard had told me that that was what he heard, too.
I don't care, I retorted in my head.
"Oh yes, you should care," the she-cat hissed back. "Why do you torture and starve her so, when all she did was run away from you?"
My eyes grew wide. How dare you for telling me what to do, I retorted.
The calico she-cat lunged at me and scraped my chest. I stared down at my chest in astonishment. The blood was welling up quickly. "Let her go, or there will be more," the she-cat threatened, before fading away.I just stood there, frozen in shock. What just happened?
