AN- you know I've had over 250 hits so far for this yet only 6 reviews. All of them are for the second chapter (and I thank all those nice and polite enough to do so). Two words: Not. Fair.
When she woke she was lying flat on her front, her back was one huge blotch of pain. She carefully reached an arm round and touched the crusted mass that protected raw wounds.
"You would have saved yourself much pain had you just succumbed without a fight." she recognized the voice but it was not that slick evil one that had filled her mind yesterday, it brought up images of dark cloths and campfires yet there was no name she could remember. She opened her mouth to speak, pleased when words reached her.
"If I did so I would sow the seeds of suspicion and doubt." Her voice was cracked and hoarse, her mind was fuddled, she did not know why she said such. Maybe it was just another voice?
"Excuse me? This is Galbatorix you are talking about." She heard a dry chuckle, more a despairing sob than an exclamation of laughter.
"If I were to let him in, every fault, every mistake in the mind he finds will cause him test it to check that it is real" she let out a breath, not knowing if the hope that she felt was for the voice to leave or stay. "I could not face the tests, there for he must force his way"
"Excuse me? Why would he think that your mind is not real?" the voice seemed curious, this confused her, why would one of the voices in her head ask about her false mind? It was one of the reasons her head hurt.
"Your not a voice in my head are you?" she opened her eyes and looked about, wincing as the scabs on her neck cracked.
" Oh gods! Has he driven you to the voices already? Don't you remember me? Off course I'm not a voice!" she saw a blurry figure throw its hands up in despair. Something in her head clicked dimly.
"Mur-Murtagh? That's who you are. Were's the other voice? The real one, he is… real right? He hatched for me when I came here. He has kept me sane more or less. I think he is real, maybe this is a dream." She laughed quietly; it was hysterical but almost silent. "Maybe ill wake up in my room with only a science test ahead of me. God maybe i'm just insane and this all a hallucination! I'll die in this hell and nobody will know! Maybe I am already dead! Your just another figment of my imagination here to torture me aren't you! You'll tell me that it's all right and than leave me with the other one..Gal- Galba- Galbatorix!"
She scrambled up off the hard iron bunk that she was on, uncaring that the crust on her back spilt and blood flowed free again.
"Well I give up! I don't care any longer! You can kill me now for all I freaking care! In fact I want to die! It'll end this whole stupid thing! There'll be no more hesitation or bloody doubt about whether or not i'm insane! Ha! I bet you wont even do that! Just so that you can draw out this hell for longer! You sadist bastard!!" she rounded on him tears streaming down her face, her vision was swimming and she felt dizzy, but the need to vent an anger that had been brewing unnoticed kept her upright. Just.
"All I've done since I bloody came here is what i've been told to do! All for the help of a world that I don't think even bloody exists! I bet that in reality I'm in a room with padded walls! Well I'm sick of this! Either i'm mad or in a different world but either bloody way I want out! For once here I shall get my own way! You will get that monster you call a king down here and he will let me free! And then you will get that stupidly nice "oh its for the good of Alagay-whatitsface" Eragon and you will make him send me back! I don't give a toss about this anymore! I didn't even get bloody asked! Oh no! The stupid stuck up elves and there stupid stuck up forest thought that there world was perfect and who could resist? WELL I BLOODY CAN!!" she stopped, panting. The man in front of her kept shifting in and out of focus, but when she did see him clearly he looked shocked, horrified maybe, and very confused, his hands were held you in front off him in defense.
"Opal, I wish I could fix the damage that Galbatorix has done to you. I wish it was as easy as you said to get him to set you free, the best thing I can do is ask you to give in, let him have your true name. I'm so sorry." He gently touched her shoulder whispering something. The cracked scabs sealed again and the wounds took on a week old look. "That's all I can do for now, he has you blocked. I'm sorry"
he turned and walked away, banging on the door to tell the guards to let him out. For some reason Opal thought that when he said "sorry" it was not for her wounded back.
When he was gone she was left alone in the small dark cell, as usual the darkness pressing on her sent her to sleep.
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Galbatorix swung the barbed whip back, ripping a palm-sized scab off as it did so.
Opal merely grunted, it was just more pain to add to her injury's.
Galbatorix doubled his attack on her mental barriers.
Opal screamed with the effort of blocking him.
Galbatorix roared in anger at her defiance.
Opal retched up bloody bile.
Galbatorix laughed.
Opal gave up.
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Murtagh felt it when the girl gave up. The pressure that had been building in Uru'baen lifted. You could practically here the population sigh in relief. That was, until the high-pitched childish wail threaded itself through the streets, stilling the passersby as it went. Unheard by ears, instead by minds. It resounded throughout his skull making his teeth ache.
Around the city hundreds of voices cried out in synchrony, in horror and disgust at the torture of this unknown child. Dogs howled, babies cried, adults screamed and the cats yowled. Even the rats in the gutters could be heard adding their shrill squeaks to the racket.
The girl was doing this, Murtagh could tell. How she had projected the screech through the minds of so many he did not know, he only knew that if she did not stop soon the king will have an entire city revolt on him….
AN- i'm very sorry for the delay (again) but i've got ffxii working again so i've been busy in my free time and since i've had almost zero response to this fic it's not exactly been motivational. The next chapter may be late as well I afraid. Sorry.
