Beaten But Not Broken
A/N: Warning this chapter contains M rated in my mind I could have made it more so but I didn't want to yet as I have a plan for the flash backs later on in chapters. But this chapter holds violence, blood and nude and sex themed rated stuff. Remember in the flash backs when I get to them in later chapters that it is from this timeline for Melody, and are the real M rated part but for now use your imagination.
"It hurts why dose it hurt?"
"It is called pain it is meant to hurt. But don't worry the pain will fade and go away but there will always be a scar a reminder of what you went through. You must be brave my little one."
It was dark there was nothing to see but the pitch black of nothingness as the darkness swarmed round me. There was warmth the had seeped into my very body like a warm blanket to keep me warm. However I was not warm cold still held onto me but not as much as it had done before. The sound of footsteps could be heard now, a beam of light started to leaked into the cell that held my weak body. It may not been that weak but it was weak enough that I was unable to move.
It was hard to even open my eyes but I opened them to try and see where I was and what was going on. The first thing I had noticed was that I was tied up, or more tied to what seemed to be some type of chain that run through the walls and ceiling. The next thing was that my arm and legs had been spread wide. I found I was unable to close them due to the chains that were keeping them open. When my mind woke up more I had noticed something far worse. I had been stripped down my clothes was nowhere to be seen. My medical tags I saw on a table not far from me. I couldn't move or break out of the chains. I felt useless and weak as fear crept into my very being.
The door opened at that moment. I could make out three people. They made their way into the room. One had a whip he was a thin tall man with a cold look in his eyes. The other man although he held nothing but a bag, it made me feel more fear as I could not see what was in the bag. He set the bag down on a table and took out a blind fold. The last person had nothing on her and was a tall slim woman with short hair. The woman stood in front of me. I had not seen when the man who had the bag had taken out my clothes and had laid them onto the table as well. I was not aware of it until it got pointed out to me.
The woman looked at me with a calm look to her face. But there was hidden malice there. "Well dear we are going to play a game. You kids like games right? The rules are easy we ask you something and you tell us what we need to know. If you lie or don't tell us then you get hurt" she told me as the man that had the bag placed the blind fold over my eyes. "I don't want your lovely eyes to get hurt in anyway shape or form. So we will cover them. Now let's begin. Where is the necklace that the girl gave you?" I thought for only a second maybe a little bit longer but I told her that I didn't know. That was the wrong thing to tell this mad woman. The man that had the whip or at least I guess it must have been him had brought it down onto my back. I screamed out in pain.
"Now I'll ask again where is the necklace?" I took a breath before saying to her, "I have no idea where it is" the whip came down again. This time it seemed to have caught my side. This was what went on for quite a few times. The whip was used again and again to mark my back and my front. Not only that at times it had caught both my sides and a few times it caught my upper thighs. Even my ass had been caught by the whip. When it became quite clear that the whip would not work they moved onto something else. This something else would hurt more then the whip ever could. I head one of them moving and then heard a zip being opened. Not sure if it was the bag or the guys pants that was being opened I started to freak out, by trying to get out of the chains even though I was unable to due to them being strong and me being well not strong.
I then heard one move and by the sounds of it that person had moved behind me where the whip man was. The sound of a slap seemed to echo through the room. I cried out as my ass had just been smacked. Then the feel of something cold touched my hips and waist. The feel of a belt that the cold thing was on was pulled tight so I could feel it against my skin. At the time I didn't know that this thing was what would shock me. I heard the woman ask me again where that silly necklace was. This time I didn't say anything and got slapped across the face, while someone had pressed the button which let the thing that was round my waist shocked me.
Then the feeling of something cold touched the folds of my womanhood or pussy whatever you wish to call it. Before something cold was placed inside of me, it had been pushed up and was being held there. When asked again I told them like before that I don't know where it was and that I had lost it only to get shocked not just round the waist but inside my pussy as well. I let out a scream this kept up until they gave up for the night. I heard the woman say to me as well as the two men, "we will be back by tomorrow evening you better tell us when we get back or you will suffer a world of hurt." The door closed leavening me in peace. At least for the rest of the night.
The next time they came to see me; I got more pain this time somehow it felt worse. And yet by the end of that night did they believe me. I was untied and someone dressed me. I was too weak by the pain I had to fully notice that I had been dressed. They took me to a cell and left me there for the rest of the night. I had not noticed that the clothes I had on was not even mine. They were not the clothes that I first came here with but look more like rags. I had on a white dress but it looked greyer with a few specks of white. It was tatted and torn in places. There was some underwear that had been placed on me like a pair of knickers and a bra even if it was a makeshift one. They never gave me shoes as I was barefoot.
In the morning I was shook awoke by a small hand. I looked up at the one who shook me. I guess when they put me in this cell it was due to not having any free cells left. Looking round I noticed both young and old people who also wore rags. I was still sore from what they did. At least they had taken away all the things that had shocked me.
"Hi I'm Max what is your name?" He asked me this was the person who had woke me. He looked to be about 10 years old. He had deep purple eyes that shone in the dim light. His hair was a bight deep blue which to say the least I had found strange. He looked at me with a kind smile on his face and he held his hand starched out for me to take. I took his hand and let him help me up. Giving him a smile my voice replied to him "I am Melody nice to meet you. Why are we all here?"
His smile always seemed to warm my heart he told me that we had been brought here to build a tower called the tower of hell. With it they would be able to make demons come forth and do their bidding. He had also told me that if we don't work for them they would use something called alchemy but their alchemy was used to hurt us to hurt people where as most use alchemy to help. Max had been giving me everything that I needed to know about the place I was in. We were slaves here. I told him about the necklace that I had lost and that the bad people here had already hurt me to try and get it. I had not notice that a girl with blood red hair that had two green stripes going down the sides of it had moved closer to hear what I was saying. She looked so upset and shocked at what had happened.
She told me her name was Anna she was the same age as me and had dark green eyes. She looked quite thin I was giving food and water but the food tasted really bad that I had thrown it back up only for one of the guards to come in and start to beat me with their whips. The whip had caught my lower legs and feet. Blood had seeped out of where I had been hit. He left and we went to sleep. This was to be where I would stay for at least two months I called this place hell number one.
I got hit and beaten time and time again. A few times I was taken away from my new friends I had made and taken to a lower chamber where I was beaten worse then before. I would stay there for a few days three at most but normally one a day or two. It was on a warm sunny day that Max had come up with a plan to get us all out of the tower. His plan was easy to follow but it was also flawed as well. We tried his plan but got caught and this time they took Anna away to be hurt. Max had got mad at that and had gone to save her. He ended up taken her place for three days straight. But this had brought out the inner strength that Anna had and she had rose up to lead make the rest of us in the cell to stand up for ourselves.
"Stand up and grab a weapon we must stand up for our freedom" She yelled out. I took a sword that was nearby even though this sword was nothing more then a long dagger for my little hands it was a sword. We took a stand and me and Anna had broken free. We had both thought that Max was with us but he was never saved. We had forgotten he had been taken and was still there. We both went back but Anna went to find him and bring him back. This would be the last time for a long time that I would see Anna. The fight had got worse as both the slaves and the ones that were keeping us here were fighting full out. There were deed bodies and things no one should see. It was a war zone. I had taken the first chance I could get keeping my promise to Anna about the time limit we had set. She never came back on time and so I left without her and without Max. I was already hurt but I moved until I could no longer see the tower. No one had seen me get away and no one was coming for me. This was good for me at the time as I made my way north. I was following the stars letting them lead me onwards.
It took two more weeks of walking through the desert until I came to the grass lands. I had followed the river in order to have water nearby. And I had found that the dagger I had taken had helped me to catch a few small fish and creatures in the desert. I had made a fire with what I had stolen from the tower in order to cook them and only made the fire in the day so that no one would be drawn to it at night. If there was no fire at night then no one would be drawn to it. By the time I had gotten to the grasslands I had notice that it was getting late. Still keeping to the river I followed it until I came to what looked like small woodlands.
It was here that I made my camp. It was dark but I could still see. I had been using the river to wash and bathe my wounds to keep them clean. I still looked a mess. The clothes looked even more like rags then when I had first been giving them. I was cold as I tried to sleep. At one point I must have fallen asleep for the next time I had opened my eyes I was not in the woodlands anymore. I was in a nice soft bed and someone had changed my clothes and tended to my wounds. I could see the bandages but I felt them before I had seen them. I also noted that the room was small most likely a guest room. It was still dark outside that told me little as I didn't know how long I had been out or what had happen for me to wake up in a bed and not in the woods.
I didn't care much this was better treatment then I had when I had first come here. I smiled as I realized that I was not beaten that I had gotten away. The smile however had left me when I knew that something was not right. The two friends I had made never came to find me and more then likely they had been recaptured and may have been killed. I shook that thought off as I sat up. Anna and Max were strong and they would never give up. I knew they would have gotten away that is what I believed and had kept that in my heart. As I was sitting up thinking all this I had failed to notice the door open and someone walk in. That is until their voice spoke. It was an old woman's voice that I heard which made me look at the door.
"Oh your up I see I was getting worried" She said in a soft kind and caring voice.
Omake:
The cat that had taken the necklace stopped when it heard the dog barking. It looked round and the dashed off dropping the necklace that a crow picked up to take to its nest. It flew a good 4 miles away before a gun shot was heard which in turn made the crow drop the necklace. It fell next to the farmer's feet. The farmer bent down and picked it up. Looking at it the farmer looked up and muttered, "It is raining strange jewels now? What can I do with this? Might as well sell it." With that in mind the farmer walked off pocketing the necklace.