Chapter 5: where shit gets dark
Summary:
where shit gets dark
Chapter Text
Ch.5 lessons and exposure.
X01 lay panting slightly, beside her Y21 groaned before climbing out of the bed. It had been nearly six months since she had made the bet, and now she was glad she had. Y21 was useful for drowning out the whispers that grew louder every day, it was to the point where she could not stand to be in the hall of the fallen for long.
{Thanks, you might want to get up, you have cleaning today.} Y21 reminded her, she groaned and sat up heading to the basin to wipe down.
{Maybe if you did more of the work, instead of simply relying on your slightly larger than average cock I would have more energy.} X01 snarked.
{there is nothing slightly about it.} he defended, X01 looked over her shoulder eyeing him. {I've had better and bigger.}
{Yeah right, who?} he smirked, she shrugged. {Y14, for one. Both size and skill.} she winked as she finished dressing and left.
*Asaaranda.* came a whisper, that had X01 bolting straight up from her research text.
*I know you can hear, just as I know you can hear my prize's whispers.* the voice sounded like brimstone being ground.
{Who are you?} She hissed under her breath, looking around the research room.
*My name is Resentment, I am the voice of the fallen and the wronged. * came the reply, X01 shivered at the title.
{My name is X01 not Asaaranda!} She hissed, gathering her will to force the demon out.
*Not yet, but it will be just as your friend will earn their own name. The bull of iron, and Cutler, you three will be great in your own way.* Resentment rasped.
{I will not heed your words demon, be gone!} X01 felt the demon chuckle.
*You will one day beg for my power, and when it happens I will be ready. Your magic will be reborn to suit my wishes, and you will welcome me like a dear lover.* with those words the demon's presence left.
{Magic? I am not mage?} X01 whispered to herself, but she knew that she was lying.
As if a flood gate was opened her memories connected the dots, and realized that the demon was right. Her magic was swimming barely leash beneath her skin, it would only take a light bit of effort to bring it out. With a bit of a mental push, a small flicker of black mist pooled in her palm.
'Well, guess this means I have some more reading to do.' X01 thought as she banished the power.
Over the next two months X01 trained in secret, working to control her magical gifts. None of her training was about spells it was all about learning to control and conceal it, her private research time was ideal. Though it hurt a bit, she broke off her stress relief sessions with her old friends both Y21 and Y14.
She needed the time to work on her skills, with each passing day she could hide it better. There was one strange side effect, the whispers from the weapons got louder as her skills increased. The demon came to watch her some time, but it never said a word or made a move. She could tell that it was waiting for something to happen but what, was the big question that plagued her.
She was in the research room, practicing conjuring and controlling the mist when it all fell apart. The doors of the rooms groaned opened, revealing her friend Y21 standing there looking dumbfounded. She began gathering her magic as she banished her mist, turning to face her friend.
{What will you do now?} X01 asked calmly, watching the torment play across her friend's face.
{I do not know.} He said calmly, walking past her to grab a tome before leaving.
*Soon you will be begging me for help, he will turn you over to a fate worse than death.* came the whispers of resentment and X01 scowled but said nothing.
-Three days later-
In the middle of the night her quarter's door opened quickly, before she had a chance to do more than blink she was on the ground gaged and being bound. She felt the touch of the magic binding ropes, she tensed but knew better than to fight the Arvaarad. It was not long until she was dragged out of the room and down the hall, they passed the AriQun who looked sadden.
No one spoke as they dragged her to the Antaam quarters, down into the deep they dragged her. When they entered a dead-end room, she saw the Saarebas armor and chains laid out. A shiver of fear ran through her, she knew what this meant and could only hope it passed quickly.
{The AriQun, ordered you to be spared.} the oldest of the Arvaarad spoke, the words caused confusion in X01.
{But that means you must be treated as a high risk, speak a single word at any point of this and you will die.} he continued, X01 nodded.
With a cold indifference, she was stripped naked and quickly lashed to a frame that bent her over at the hip. A cold oil was over her lower lips and asshole, before she could wonder why a finger was forced inside. She clentched her teeth and muscles against the pain, trying not to let any tears slip.
{Do not resist, it will only hurt more. Saarebas you will relax the muscles, so I can check for hidden things.} the old Arvaarad sharply barked, holding back tears at the humiliation being watched as this happened she obeyed.
When he was done with her cunt he check her ass in the manner, a bucket of cold water was thrown on her to clean her after. The two younger of the trio unlashed her from the frame before tying her to another, this one forced her to knee in front of a chair with her head restrained. When the tray of needles and threads were laid out she felt the cold touch of panic, the older one sat in the chair and picked up the first needle.
{This can take as few as six or as many as twenty-four, how many is based on how much you struggle.} that was all that was said by the old one, before the first needle was driven in.
It took every drop of her will power not to scream in pain, as she became blinded by tears from the needles pulling thread through her. By the end of the first one she was blind from tears and the stars in her eyes, there was no warning for the second one on the other side of her lips.
At some point, she had passed out from the effort of staying silent. She woke up to her face being plunged into water to clean the mess of her face. The water was wiped of gently around her lips, before she could catch her breath an alcohol soaked rag was used to clean the stitches.
She felt the pain and knew that there was fourteen in all, six vertical ones with four x's connecting them. Three vertical connected on each side to leave a space in the center for the straw needed for feeding. She hung limp from exhaustion as they force the blinder mask in place and lashed it tight, she passed out again as they dressed her.
She woke up again as they dropped her into a room, that when she looked up she saw the Arvaarad that she did not trust. He smiled when he saw her, the old Arvaarad informed them both that she was to overseen by him with that the trio left her there. Her new keeper walked over to her and crouched down yanking her hair hard.
{Glad to be your master bitch, your going to regret not spreading your legs for me before!} Arvaarad snarled, she was starting to pass out again when he dragged her by the collar to his bed.
She was thrown on to it so that her ass was hanging off, with her arms bound behind her she could do nothing. She felt him yank her skirt off with her smalls, she had not warning or prep as he thrust into and began raping her hard. When he was done he pushed her off the bed and left her there as he went to bed, she laid there shivering on the floor when she heard him.
*It will only get worse, you will die a dogs death and not even in service to your faith.* Resentment whispered to her.
*I will not die from a few rapes!* She snarled in her head, Resentment only laughed at her.
*You forget, I am resentment. How many of your kind do you think thought that, only to die after begin flogged to death after he made them choke on his seed. He will break you mind body and soul, even worse than the others.* Resentment taunted.
*Why would I suffer more than them? * She indulged the demon.
*Because they were stand ins for you, what he will do you, will make the others seem tame. But let me help you, keep you alive and reshape your magic, and when the time is right you will have vengeance.* the demon whispered.
It was a hard choice but in the end. *Very well demon, so long as you don't possess me I will allow your help.* she could feel the demon working her magic, forcing her to heal without it looking suspicious.
*Will be years before it will be time, and you will need to stay strong so sleep my tool, my Asaaranda of resentment and vengeance. * with that she passed out to the demon's words.