Chapter Two
Captor
Valkyrie's Point Of View...
'A graven barren broken tomb,
Resides where once delicate orchids bloomed,
No revocation for the damned,
Cursed temptations ground to sand!'
Water dripped from above to a shallow pool, echoing through the dark space around me, the only other sound the words to Motionless In White's Puppets 3 – The Grand Finale. I could sense a faint blue glow from behind my eyelids, but other than that I knew nothing.
'Like a scornful lustful breed,
Dehumanizing virtue for your novelty,
Serenade with a swollen tongue,
Let not elegy be sung!'
"Ah, you're awake."
"I am a deep shade of jaded," I spoke along calmly with the lyrics of the song: "Will I burn down you fortress of lies? Six fucking years I have waited to cut you out of my life! No turning back. I've finally let you go and left the past to die..."
"As nonsensical was I would expect from a human."
"Whatever."
I stopped paying attention and focused again on the lyrics playing through my headphones:
'This is my resignation from all that we've loved and all we left behind.
Now I'll leave it behind.
A portrait of torture we paint, beguiling allure whist adorned with lace!
Eternally the porcelain cracks a fatal passion forged in black!'
The voice kept talking, but really I couldn't care less. Some bloke I didn't know was talking to me about things I couldn't care less about: really all I wanted was to work out where I was and how I was going to get away from here.
The very things that made me different from the human the man had called me were working over-drive to gain every piece of information I could:
Past the music, my ears were straining for every little sound: one heartbeat, no-one else.
My nose was picking up on the smell of musty air, water-dwelling plants and fresh water.
I could feel the coolness of being underground or night.
Even behind close lids, I knew where ever I was was dark, except one source of blue light.
I could even taste the dampness in the air.
But there was something else: a crackling in the air, like...like lightning, but not quite. The only thing I could compare it to was what I could do: use the elements around me to defend myself, but even that wasn't an apt description...no: this was something else, and I didn't like it. At all. And I wanted away from it as soon as possible.
Like, yesterday.
Even spreading my senses out as far as I could, I could sense anything that would help me get out of here. No sound of bird song, no warmth of the sun-light on my skin, to smell of fresh air. There was nothing: I was working blind, even when I eventually opened my eyes...
"Are you listening?!" snapped an imperious voice: the same male as earlier, the one that exuded the force I so desperately wanted to escape, but now his voice held barely held-back anger, making my need to escape even more desperate.
"No." I responded, refusing to be cowed even if I was terrified: "What was your first clue?"
I felt the air shift as the male leant down to whisper threateningly in my ear: "You may think you're being brave, human, but really you're just being very, very stupid."
"I find the lines are often blurred." I replied lightly, even as my heart sped up and my hands started to shake: my palms sweating.
"Well then, you should fit right in then." the voice snapped coldly, before I was shoved violently into icy water, my eyes finally opening to see nothing but black water around me, filling my eyes, ears and lungs.
Oh, so he wanted to play like that, did he? I thought angrily: Well, let's see if he can take what he dishes out.
And with that, I sunk like a stone.