Ha! I'd say this makes a good chapter 30. . .Enjoy.
"You," the woman raised her sword and pointed the tip at his throat. "You used me, defiled me and my name."
"You don't know your name," he growled.
"Silence!" She swung her blade down and buried it in a tree growing on by the stairs. She yanked it back out and glared at him. "It's because of you I don't remember anything! You monster!"
"Arielle, you damned woman!" He shouted. Suddenly he seemed to catch something in his mind, his lip lifted in a sneer. "When I disarm you I will do whatever I wish to you. I'll rape you right here on the stairs. It wasn't hard before."
Belfeiro had stepped back to watch what his pupil was capable was. This new development intrigued him, how easily the Kurgan's words got to her. Her chewed on a thumb nail and watched attentively.
The woman's eyes lit up in fury. "I said be quiet. . ." her voice was barely a whisper. Her cheeks blossomed with red.
He could see he was got to her. It was by some luck that it was so easy. "You're so small compared to me. In many ways AH HA HA HA HA HA HA!" His laugh bellowed across the courtyard.
"Bastard!" She pulled a dagger out of her boot and threw it directly at his face.
It whirled towards him but never found its target. Instead he merely plucked it out of the air before it had a chance to strike home. He grinned wolfishly.
"Come now woman," he taunted. "I'll take you one way or another. You'll scream and I'll laugh. No matter how fiercely you deny it you'll want more."
Belfeiro had to repress a laugh himself. The Kurgan was simply toying with this woman. He was also a bit disappointed that, while he had trained her physically, and taught her to be indifferent to murder, she was still very susceptible to his taunts. Then again what did the Italian care? He had come to destroy the Kurgan and had had some fun in rattling the woman. He admitted that he found joy in torturing her just as he enjoyed watching her ears and cheeks burn from the humility and shame his own enemy brought on her.
She suddenly made Belfeiro jump as she screamed and launched herself into an attack. He scowled when she swung her sword and charged, only for the giant to side step her. She stumbled forward and her weapon caught between two stones, jabbing the hilt into her stomach and furthering her anger. She spun around and her "master" glared at her.
"You damn bitch!" He shouted. "After all our training and you give in to him just like that!? Fight him you cow! Do as I taught you! Or I'll kill you myself!"
The Kurgan looked back at his true adversary and growled in his throat. He looked back at the woman and found that her cold stare was back and she looked to be in better control. He raised his sword and scratched it along hers. Without warning he lunged forward, thrusting the sword towards her. The move caught her off guard and she had barely enough time to leaned away from the strike, bending backwards. She yelped, her move was still to slow; he had sliced through her shoulder easily enough.
She ignored the flowing blood and grabbed her hilt with both hands, gripping tightly. The two were still, calculating each other. It was Arielle who lunged back into the fight. She struck at him three times and three time he blocked her, each move sent out a loud ring. Despite that she was holding her own, she was too tense in her movements, too reckless. The Kurgan was the obvious one in control.
Again she lunged and this time he was able to deflect the blade by using the momentum to slide it through his armor clad hand and fling it to the side. He quickly grabbed her with the same hand and yanked her close to him, he looked her dead in the eyes and she was suddenly aware that Belfeiro had convinced her to take more than she could handle. Staring into his dark eyes she saw something to truly be afraid of; dominance.
She yanked away and smacked his blade with her broadside. She hit again and again, she wanted to show him she was't afraid.
But she was.
In her new found fear she faltered and broke the one rule Belfeiro told her never to break.
She stumbled in her training once, in the very beginning. The master smacked the back of her knees and then grabbed the back of her neck with rough hands. He shoved her face in the dirt and then yanked her backwards so that she was pressed against him.
"Never, ever, leave your back to the enemy," he whispered venomously into her ear.
She lost all hope when she felt his muscular arms wrap around her collar bones, one hand grab and squeeze her breast so hard she lost her breath. His tongue made its way up her neck and to her ear. She screamed!
There had been screeching tires, blood, her brother, Charlie, dying in her arms after saving her from a car crash. He couldn't say anything as his senses dulled, his sense of touch going first, followed by sound and then sight. She held onto him as they were rushed to a hospital. They were separated. Eventually the Kurgan appeared in her room!
She screamed then too.
"What's happening to me?" She whispered.
The Kurgan held her against him, his face was emotionless.
The next thing she knew she was walking through an office building, her old work. The Kurgan was there, silently terrorizing every man who dared look in her general direction. He taunted her, teased her, threatened her with sexual intimidation. He almost got his way several times. . .
MacLeod. . .Kurgan.
She loved him!?
She screamed and threw herself to the ground with such force that the Kurgan decided to let go and watched her roll on the ground at his feet.
Belfeiro stepped forward and slowly circled The Kurgan while Arielle screamed over the raging pain in her head. "She took the poison for so long that it damaged her perception. She thought she remember but her mind was so tender that it was easy for me to come in and make me believe whatever I wanted her too. Look at her," he was referring to her dramatic appearance change. "I convinced her to become a serious warrior. Unfortunately the withdraws, not to mention," he stood a few yards away and raised an eyebrow in thought, "the emotional distress she's been experiencing. Are starting to take effect. I've heard it really is painful." To emphasize his point Arielle screamed. She withered in her place on the floor. She rolled onto her back and took deep ragged breaths while trying to cope with the pain. "It might kill her." He looked sideways at his enemy with a sly glance.
The Kurgan growled, "She is beyond my help, let her die. There's more where she came from." He smirked at the way he spoke as if she meant so little to him made Belfeiro's composer slip.
The other man scowled. "Do you mean to tell me that this woman, whom you have murdered dozens of people for, is expendable?" He growled between clenched teeth and raised an eyebrow as The Kurgan chuckled slowly in his throat.
The giant smiled, "Did you really think I would care about a simple woman that much? Ha! Pathetic. She is a woman, a replaceable one at that. So many would gladly take her place. When Hartmann kidnapped her I was glad!" he shouted happily. "It presented a challenge of retrieving her."
Belfeiro's eye twitched. "Do not tell me now. . .that all I have done was for nothing!" His voice rose with each word.
Across from him, the other Immortal just grinned. . .
Things are heating up! You'd thought I wouldn't post today since I've been such a bad author of late didn't you. . .? No I don't think you all thought so poorly of me x) You all came back for the last chapter, I wouldn't dare leave you! chapter 31 to come soon...Will it be the last!? Gasp!e