There was a blackness smothering Linali.
Somehow she could breath. But she could not see, hear, or smell. She opened her mouth to yell and the blankey filled her throat with that same suffocating feel.
Her mind willed her Dark Boots to activate and an electric hum buzzed so loudly through her skull it hurt to think.
She clawed, panicking, at the darkness and what felt like thorned tendrils wrapped around her and squeezed.
Slowly she stopped struggling and sung deeper into the black.
The electric hum gradually changed to a lower, more bearable pitch and all thoughts and desires of escape disappeared. For an eternity she lay under that miasma and a numb despair slowly filled her. Surely, she was dead. In Hell for not protecting the ones she loved.
Centuries later she begin to feel things.
A cool breeze and the feeling of great space around her. Something touched her mouth and she parted her lips. Eager to taste, feel anything, cool sensation trickled down her throat. The blackness eased a way, but by bit, and was replaced by an horrifying chaos.
Sickeningly bright colors, screaming against a velvety black background shocked her long unseeing eyes. The colors and dark pulsed beneath her gaze. Shapes floated, tumbling in every direction . The world was a giant, jumbled puzzle box slowly revolving in multiple, dizzying directions around her. Sickened by the visual over load, Linali's head begin to dip as she clenched her eyes shut.
But strong, implacable fingers grabbed her chin and forced it back up. Linali unclenched to look straight into the eyes of a smiling Tyki Mikk and she froze froze. She had never seen this Noah in person, but sketches from dying exorcists had been complied into a profile and distributed. More vividly, Allen's description of his elegantly clad sadism and his handsome face rung an ominous bell.
His face slipped into a slow expression of pleasure at her alarm and recognition. And what sounded like nothing more than a deep throated purr of satisfaction rolled from him. "I see Allen has talked about me." Tyki then shifted his body sideways, while still holding her chin, and Linali's eyes slowly focused on the pale figure of Allen Walker.
Allen's head hung loosely down in unconsciousness between his outspread arms. And as Linali noticed the black shackles, holding him to what looked like a floating section of wall, she became aware of her own ties. Tyki's smile grew even wider as she begin to panic and thrash against them. "Now, why are you struggling little one? We haven't even been properly introduced and you're already trying to leave."
He leaned in towards Linali and nuzzled her neck. Her noises of protest were muffled by one slim grey hand over her mouth.
"I'm sure what Allen has told you has not done me justice." Tyki's hand then slipped down between Linalis breasts and lay against her sternum. Her cries of protest silence for a minute and her heard pounded madly against his palm, as if it would save him the trouble of sliding through her flesh by meeting him first.
"And quite frankly, I'd like a chance to get to know Allen a little better myself. Our last encounter was so...brief. Tyki's hand slid through her flesh and touched something never meant to exposed to another's flesh. The agony was unbelievable and Tyki watched her face contort underneath his hand for a second. Then his hand was replaced by his mouth Tyki's as he hungrily kissed Linali, drinking down the cries he'd caused.
His eyes closed in sheer delight as he heard Allen wake and cry out at the sight of Linali's torment, and he kissed Linali even harder.