Chapter 70
Young Misfortune
Never, has she had been beaten by a human, especially someone who does not possess the strengths of the Sevaeric. He now stands over her, staring at her with chains around her arms and legs. She could even believe how she got caught after sneaking onto the ship, and now she ended up feeling and hearing the sounds of chains and bondage. The strange armored human was heavily armored, with a halberd that had a axe blade near the top. It was kind of like a combination of a axe and spear, but she wondered how he could swing so fast with it, and does not move with momentum.
"She is a very foolish child." He said while looking at the other human with his terrifying helmet. "I am assuming that is the child we were hunting? Isn't she Phaydera? That one child who murdered one of the second in commands of the Primarch?"
"L-Let me go!" She yelled, attempting to break free from the chains and come at the human who held her as a hostage. "Let us all go now!"
"Silly girl as well, thinking that she would get away from the felony she had committed." He angrily said before slamming the end of the halberd onto the steel floor. "Kaltuo, you might as well administer a opiate to this little squeaker.. Also, bring in the demigod."
"As you wish, master." Kaltuo acknowledged, walking away from us.
"So, when do you think Pride will arrive?" She said while reading from a unknown tome. "She is not that dumb to come here and possibly take on the three of us... Right?"
"Possibly, but we cannot drop our position now. we must stay vigilant." Kaltuo acknowledged with certainty. "In fact, once Kaltuo gets back, tell him to stay here and watch over these troublemakers. I will go after the second daughter."
Phaydera kept on struggling, as it seemed futile to escape the grasp or at least be able to move with her. Her struggle caused to chains to rattle like the rattlesnakes, causing a widespread annoyance to most of the crew. Finally, the other Sevawing perked up, and spoke. "Hush, child." He said, almost slapping her silly with his long tail. "It's too late for most of us."
"How could you say that!?" She exclaimed. "We still can turn the tables!" She added.
"Shut up already... and when I thought that one of my own was talkative... this one is on a whole other level." Hypherion complained.
Phaydera became like a raging fire. "I swear, once I get free I will-"
"ENOUGH!" She yelled before causing Phaydera to crash onto the ground against her will without even touching her. "One more peep out of your childish mouth, and this knife shall relieve you of your misery..." She said firmly.
Phaydera immediately paused and stood completely still, paralyzed in fear as Jahne held the flaming knife's flat side against her forehead. It was glowing in orange, steaming and giving off heat, that if the blade actually touched Phaydera, she could be burnt to a crisp in a minute or less. Jahne heard Phaydera give off a call of distress, typical for the young, and when she was touched, she was yelling in pain. Jahne could not bear it no more, so she pulled back the knife and sheathed it inside a fireproof holster. "Good Girl." Jahne said, giving a slight smirk. "And to think that would've taken ages to make her learn her place... Down to just a few hours."
Hypherion did not say anything, but turned away, as Phaydera tried to break the chains once again. "You're not going nowhere with those." Jahne warned. "Its hopeless, give it up already." She said, holding a strange looking chained blade. Once she realized that it was now impossible for her to elude them, or to escape the chains, she found herself looking at a mix between sentient and dragon. It was the same one as she had thought, the one that called himself Akaz, although what was he doing here? There was almost no telling of his intent or purpose at this moment, as Kaltuo laid his limp and cadaverous body. He was awkwardly twisted in a way she had never seen before, looking like it would make her want to just take her own life if she was to be forced doing that for an hour or two.
"There we go, one of the V.I.P's knocked out. We might as well try to seal him away." Kaltuo suggested.
Hypherion suddenly turned back to them while Jahne was looking into the tome. "Just like his sentient relative back up on the Lunar Vault." He added. "Easy, but you really think trying to seal away one of her own, would actually work to help us in our cause?" He questioned. Hypherion slowly lowered his halberd with the blade closest to the ground, and sweeps it across the steel floor. The initial tap was clear, but then all of it changed when it began sliding. All they could hear, was terrible screeching, with poor Phaydera having to endure it. Although, once he was done, most of them gave a small sigh once the horrifying noises were over. While nobody was looking, and most likely standing idle, she moved a bit forward, trying to make sure that she could see if they did anything to him in particular, while at the same time, not trying to raise any alarm. Akaz seemed fine on the outside, but there was still something wrong, how did they knock him out without blood loss, especially when he has probably the hardest natural armor here, out of all of them. It seemed like they were not interested to rip off his scales one by one, all in succession.
Without no signs of him about to do it, Hypherion moved to his left, and began pushing the seemingly dead dragon aside aggressively. He seemed like he just wanted to send all of them a message without talking, but just with actions. "Ah, we might be able to go to the Lunar Vault, but we still need to find a way to use them to surrender." Hypherion suggested. "So, Kal, how long does your so called pacifier dart work for?"
"Well, since he is a son of a sentient and a dragon, I would say about a day, but there is actually no way for me to know at the moment, and besides, if we waste time now, the plan will slowly collapse." He replied to Hypherion, who was currently sitting down against the wall. "You can say that it may be enough time for him to be sealed away, and let the seal constrict him enough so he cannot escape it." Kaltuo added, putting two hands behind his back, in front of his long barreled cannons connected on his back. "A day or two, approximately." A robotic voice said.
"Seems legitimate and how is... Vulknetaniv doing?" Hypherion asked holding his halberd with both of his gauntlets. "Last time I recall, Vilkneiv- Vulcan, easily escaped each and every one of your grasps." Hypherion pointed out, putting down his halberd and walking over to both of them.
"I mean, he is fine, but still you were not there, and you cannot blame that on us. I bet you couldn't watch over him yourself, and be able to brag about it either." Jahne said peering over the tome. "Besides, Vulcan is one of those 'Bright' sentients." She acknowledged.
"Pfft~ As if, totally because all four tribes here are just basically varying animals here." Hypherion stated. Within an instant, Hypherion disappeared with gust of wind, while Jahne watched Phaydera's endless struggles and futile attempts to escape. "Might as well do it, Tuo. Either you go for a risky move, or let him escape, all because of boredom." Jahne attempted to persuade Kaltuo. He however did not give anything in return, not one peep, as he was still like a statue. "Fine, I will execute this plan for you for the sake of time." Jahne said.
Tuo was still in an idle stance, with his suit occasionally blinking red on his knees and wrists. She took the tome out of her face, and closes it. She then began to stretch her arms both ways, making her look like a cross at the moment, and it only looked strange. Suddenly, a flux of wind blew around, causing Tuo to wake from his dormant state, and placing fear within everyone's minds. In almost a few seconds, the wind became visible, but something was off about it. It was now turning darker, and darker, until it was a dark cloud, then all of it circled around Phaydera and Jahne, making the dark winds engulf the two within a matter of seconds. Then, without a trace, they disappeared in a blink of an eye, with a high pitched chime sounding afterwards, and the dark clouds slowly dissipated.
Slowly echoes would slip into Phaydera's mind, most likely doing it to Jahne as well, but in a short amount of time, they had already reached their destination. They appeared into a cold, and dark hallway, filled with only faint light, from the outside. Only some windows would be giving light from the sky, and there were no devices that could help them see. All of it, gave Phaydera a slight chill down the spine, but it did not daunt her, because she had to live inside a tomb for about a year. Phaydera looked at her legs, to see if she was still being restricted of movement from the chains, but she had realized that when she walked, she did not hear the rattles of metal clanging together. She then noticed, that she was now free. In a desperate attempt to get away, she tried to run, until she was blocked by a dark cloud, and forced back into Jahne's hands. "You thought." She said.
It was like death was lurking around in every corner, a moment would be like risking her own life, just being there at all. She then realized that Jahne was lightly shivering, walking away with herself, lost and confused. Only the silver plated walls reflected the dim sunlight from outside the ship. All of it, was surrounded and overwhelmed by the darkness around the corridor. Once they got to the door, Phaydera was grabbed by the neck, and Jahne opened the door, throwing her inside it with no remorse.
"Have fun with him, Sevawing. Because this will be the last time to experience a moment to live." Jahne exaggerated, laughing maniacally, and shutting the door. There was nothing but pure black inside the room, as she moved either right or left, she bumped into the walls, and turned back to the door as she frantically dashed at the door, and tried to break it, but it was no use. She banged on it multiple times, yelling; "LET ME OUT!" as she began noticing she was not alone. Soon, she gave up, and turned back around, looking behind her, starting to take a grasp of the situation. Nobody wanted to help at the moment, and she sat there, wondering where she had messed up at. She was almost like a statue, until she heard footsteps, then she was as live as a shark. With each footstep that tapped onto the floor, it put her deeper into her fear and suspicion, and the steps made a little echo. She cautiously began walking towards the source of the footsteps, with a soft voice humming for a bit. Was is really a sentient? In all of her life, she never had seen one, nor known one, except if they counted half for the knowing part.
The voice began luring her like a trap set by a hunter. She placed her hand onto the wall, trying to see if someone was doing it as a scare, but there was no vibrations on the walls as it was humming. It finally stopped within a few seconds, but something was not right at that time. The stepping also stopped after that, making everything silent for now. This might've just been a obvious plot to make her fear, make her submit, probably to Vulcan too. Then, out of the silence, came a hiss that traveled throughout the room. She walked away from the door, curious of the entity that she may meet, but she still had such a burning suspicion. Finally, she took a few steps away from the door. Suddenly, she took two steps onto a warm and grimy floor, being smeared with some kind of sticky adhesive, being squishy. She was now looking at the darkest thing she ever saw in her life, unknown of her surroundings, but suddenly, she was yanked her back onto the other floor, and was pinned by something, and it's grasp overwhelmed her greatly. She tried to escape, but without warning, the sentient lunged at her wing, biting it and slipping in a venom of it's own.
