Six months later found the Urameshi team was waiting in Koenma's office once more.
In walked the two guards carrying Faylinn by her arms. Once in they were in they dropped her like a rag doll roughly on the floor; she moaned. Red welts and long garish looking cuts running the length of her body.
"Those weren't there last time…" Kurama whispered as he took in the battered elf.
Koenma hardly glanced at the crumpled figure of his prisoner. "It's nothing to worry about." He answered as he shuffled more papers; Faylinn struggled to her feet.
Hiei sniffed and wrinkled his nose at the blonde. Hurriedly he looked away from the struggling girl causing Kurama to look at her curiously; horror hit him in the face. Around the cuffs on her wrists, ankles, and neck Faylinn's skin had begun to blister; Yuske spoke up before Kurama could say anything about it…
"Why do we have to take her home…?" Yuske questioned although he knew the answer.
"It is the High Counsel's decision…" Koenma answered dully.
"Fuck the High Counsel and the horse they rode in on…" croaked Faylinn nearly inaudibly; she raised her head and glared through her sheet-like hair at the mean across from her. "And fuck you…" She stumbled forward until the chains were pulled tight. "Fuck you and that pedestal you put yourself on. You have no idea what it's like… You have everything you want or even need handed to you on a silver platter… I hope you all rot in hell!!"
Koenma sighed and waved his hand, the two guards began to drag the screaming elf out of the room. "You don't have a choice next time… There's no way around it unless you want to go before the High Counsel as well… You will be taking her home the next time you come.
Yuske scowled and left with Kuwabara and Hiei following behind.
I wonder if Koenma even knows that his prisoner is being tortured right under his nose… Kurama thought as he slowly followed the other out of the room. I wonder if he even cares…
As the group waited, yet again, in Koenma's office for their new "roommate" to be brought in Koenma was reading paper work, really not caring about what happened to his prisoner.
Once more the two guards dragged in a more-or-less conscious Faylinn and dropped her, once again, on the floor as if she was a rag doll; she didn't move.
The smell of burning flesh filled the room strongly enough for the two humans to smell it.
"What is that smell?!" Kuwabara complained.
"That's the smell of burning flesh…" Hiei muttered darkly.
"She's been tortured with iron shackles and iron laced whips…" Kurama murmured as he walked over to the crumpled form of the girl.
"She's just a prisoner." Koenma answered dully.
A loud thud echoed in the room, causing the hardly conscious elf to flinch.
"Well that's it! She's all yours to take home." Koenma announced happily.
Before anyone knew how to react Kurama yanked the keys from one of the guard's hand and began to unlock the shackles. The burned and blistered skin peeled away from Faylinn's ankles as Kurama pulled them off her; she whimpered.
"I'm sorry…" Kurama whispered to the girl. He kept repeating "I'm sorry" as he moved to the shackles on her wrists.
"What are you doing?!" Shrieked Yuske. "She'll kill us all!"
"She's hardly even conscious enough to stand on her own Yuske, she's not going to be killing anyone." Kurama answered as he slowly freed Faylinn's wrists from the iron shackles; tears began to spill down her face.
"This one is going to hurt a lot more…" He murmured as he unlocked the cuff around her neck; her eyes widened in horror.
Hiei appeared next to them causing the girl to flinch away. He held the end of his katana sheath before her mouth; she stared at him blankly. "Bite it…" He muttered as he looked away from her face. "I don't want you biting your tongue off…"
Faylinn obliged and bit into the hard material.
Kurama took this as his opportunity to free her neck from the shackle and began to pull it off her.
"Just do it fast." Hiei growled. "It's going to just hurt her for a longer time I you pull it off slowly."
Kurama looked from Faylinn to Hiei and back again. "I'm sorry…" he murmured as he yanked the shackle off her neck; she screamed long and loud until she fell unconscious.
"Those aren't going to heal…ever…" Hiei noted as he strapped his sword to his side.
Kurama was already pulling off his shirt and ripping it into strips. "I know…" He muttered sadly. He wrap up her ankles and wrists and then moved to her neck. She looks so familiar… almost like I've known her before… Kurama thought as he moved her hair from her face and neck. Memories burned at the edges of his mind, only to disappear when he tried to focus on them.
He wrapped her neck and lifted her up. "let's go…" He led the way out of the office.
"Don't worry…" Kurama murmured to the unconscious Faylinn. "I'll take care of you…"
