Rebels

Chapter 15- Fabulous thoughts

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this story's characters, locations, etc.

A/N: Okay…I'm sorry. There is no real excuse for me delaying the chapter update for this long. The best I can tell you is that I have never had writers block this bad before. Also, I have sorta lost my wish to write. I am at the point where writing has put so much stress on me that is has stopped being fun. I think I put too much pressure on myself to update. It has started to feel like a chore instead of a fun and creative way to relax, like it was when I started.

Don't worry; I'm not going to just give up on the story. But from now on, I'm going to start taking over a week to post an update. It will probably be two weeks between updates. I will use that time to edit my chapters better and allow myself a larger window to fight my writers block.

I will be also placing an author's note at the end. This chapter is only around two-thousand words. It would have been longer but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting any longer.

Warning- Ghirahim has a dirty mind. No, he doesn't do anything to Link, but just wanted to give you a heads up in case you are uncomfortable. It is right in the beginning and only lasts for a couple of seconds.

This chapter hasn't been edited in my haste to update something, please ignore any stupid or accidental errors.

Ghirahim

I walked into Demise's torture chamber. I was still furious at my Master for taking my Sky-child. How dare he; he thinks I can't handle my pet…I was the one who captured him and he is my property.

I was slightly calmed when I walked in. I could hear Link's delicious screams echoing through the room. I walked up to my Master and looked at Link. I couldn't hold back my smirk as I looked at the brand on his lower back.

Property of Lord Ghirahim was branded there and I felt a surge of pride and possessiveness as I looked at it. No one would ever be able to claim Link now, no one except for me. He will be mine forever; eternally my pet.

"Ghirahim, do you think you can handle the little hero from here?" Demise raised an eyebrow as he questioned me. Many different answers passed through my mind, but all of them would get me scolded, punished, or worse; so I settled for "Yes, Master." I tried to hide my irritation.

"Good, I will be headed off to the sky shortly. Watch the castle and…don't overdo it and kill him, I will not be getting you a new pet, Ghirahim." With that he walked out and left me alone with Link.

Finally he was gone; I could focus on Link. Poor boy, he looked exhausted. He was trying to catch his breath after being branded. By what I could tell, there was also a very deep slash in his arm that was consistently gushing blood and what looked like a mild acid of some form. He also had a traumatized look in his eyes that were slightly open; enough for me to see a rather pathetic and weak glare directed toward me.

I could feel the spell on Link and silently cursed my Master. We had discussed it and what our demands of Link would be while he was under the spell, however, that doesn't mean that I approve of it. I know that this spell will punish him if he disobeys myself or my Master, but I wanted to personally punish Link when he misbehaves. It would have been glorious to see the fear in his eyes as he watches me slowly torture him.

I wanted to see the fear in his eyes as I slowly carve into him with my blade. I wanted him to scream for mercy in agony, before he succumbed to my wishes and fell to his knees. I wanted to see his eyes the moment that his rebellious spirit is crushed and he accepts his place as my servant, pet, and lover.

I could feel my suit getting tight at the idea and I barely had enough strength to resist my lust. 'Now is not the time for pleasure, you are supposed to be focused on punishing him and breaking his spirit, not fantasizing about…' I thought this in my head and had to cut off my thoughts before they ran amok and made it impossible to resist my primal urges.

I shook off my thoughts and looked back to Link. He had recovered now and was staring at me in fear. I couldn't resist chuckling at his expression. I had a feeling that he knew what was on my mind. His face was quite amusing. His eyes were bulging and his pupils were blown wide with fear and dread. His skin was also slightly shiny as he had broken out into a nervous sweat.

It was intriguing how much of an effect I can have on the Sky-child when I was not physically touching him. His own mind causes him to panic and I wouldn't doubt that he had already imagined many different things that I could do to him. What I wouldn't give to see inside of his mind for only a few short seconds….

Ah, but now is not the time. I needed to focus on torturing the boy!

I walked over to his injured arm and slowly dug my fingers into the wound.

He shouted in pain as I surprised him with the pain.

Link

I could feel myself sweating slightly as I watched Ghirahim's face. I could see that look in his eyes again and I knew what was in his mind. He eventually walked over to stand beside me and I didn't expect him to dig his fingers into my wounded arm. I could feel his fingers opening the wound more and making it worse as fresh blood spilled out of the wound.

I clenched my jaw and tried not to make any sound that would encourage him as he leaned down and licked up the blood from my wound. I began to struggle as his tongue slipped inside of the wound and irritated the torn skin and muscle.

He then proceeded to cover my wound with his lips and suck. I whimpered slightly as he forced more blood to come out of my arm. I had lost a lot of blood by now and I could feel my burnt hand starting to tingle and become numb; both from no blood circulation and from lack of movement.

When he raised his head, I looked over and saw his mouth coved in blood. He looked in my eyes and I felt my stomach flip and turn as he smiled and I saw his bright white teeth coated in crimson. Crimson was also dripping down his chin.

He stuck out his tongue and licking it all away as he chuckled at my horrified expression. "My, my, Sky-child. You really do know how to tempt me. Between your mouthwatering blood and adorable expressions, taking you is almost too much to resist." I felt my stomach lurch and threaten to purge itself.

He laughed as he watched my reaction. "Do not fret my pet. Even though I cannot wait to hear your erotic voice scream my name in pleasure, I must for the sake of punishing you. I can wait until tonight, my pet, and then we will have some fun won't we?" His hand reached out and grabbed my chin as he continued to speak. He forced it up so I could look into his frightening eyes as lust and bloodlust waged a war.

Eventually he released my chin and I watched as he walked around the room, looking at various items. I couldn't see him for quite a while as he left my range of sight. He eventually came back and he had a pot with him. I could hear liquid sloshing around as he effortlessly carried the heavy looking pot and set it on the table where I was tied down.

I unconsciously moved away from the pot as much as I could; I could feel intense heat radiating from it. "Well, this will never do…" I looked up at Ghirahim as he looked down at my bound form. He had an expression of disappointment as he studied the bonds.

I raised my eyebrow in question as he continued to stare at me. "… These bonds, why on the surface would my Master bind you so tightly. If you are going to be tortured properly, you need to be able to trash and struggle in pain. Well, I suppose it isn't needed for proper torture…but it does make it more fun to watch you squirm, wouldn't you agree my pet?"

He looked at me, expecting an answer. I responded with a glare. After a few seconds, he returned the glare. "Now Sky-child, I asked you a question and I expect an answer." I continued to glare for a few more seconds. His glare grew more intense and I could see the threat in his dark eyes. We would be in this standstill until I said something.

"No, it doesn't." I spit the words at him and he continued to glare at me. He crossed his arms and gave a sigh of exasperation.

"Are you not forgetting something Sky-child?" He looked at me expectantly. I had no idea what the hell he was talking about.

"No…" As soon as the word left my mouth, I felt unimaginable pain. It flowed through my veins and I couldn't breathe for what felt like an eternity. In reality, it was about twenty seconds. But every one of those seconds left me in pure agony. If I had to describe the pain, the best way to describe it would be this: It felt as if every single one of my blood cells had been transformed into a little ball that was covered in spikes and they continued to flow through my body, slowly tearing me apart from the inside.

When it ended, I was left panting and covered in sweat. I heard the echo of my agonized scream as it faded from the room. I looked up at Ghirahim who was still standing over me. He was looking at me as he watched me catch my breath. His hand was to his mouth, like he had been trying to stifle his giggles.

I quickly looked down at my body and realized that I hadn't been really torn apart. It all felt so real. Had it all been in my head?

Then my mind traveled back to a few minutes ago when Demise had forced me to hold that spider in my mouth and he told me about the spell. Was that the pain that he had mentioned?

"Did you enjoy that my pet? Yes, the obedience spell can be quite agonizing. Tell me, what did it feel like? Must have been painful, considering that was quite the impressive scream that it drew from your throat. Also, it was fun to watch you squirm and thrash in agony." Sick bastard. A sadist like him would enjoy seeing me in pain like that.

"It will not be the same every time though." I looked up at him at that. He leaned over me and looked directly into my eyes. "Yes, I see that has drawn your attention. The spell decides for itself. It all depends on how badly you break the rules. Remember that one of my Masters commands of you were that you always address me as Master. Because that was one of the main rules that you were commanded when he cast the spell, breaking that one directly would warrant a very painful punishment."

He was smirking as he explained how the spell worked. "However, if you were to break it twice, the punishment would be different. Next time, you may feel as though your drowning, being electrocuted, or worse. I can also influence the spell and encourage it to do a specific punishment to suit my… needs." I don't like how he said that.

"Shall we get back to our conversation Sky-child? Oh yes, you were about to answer me properly. I'm waiting my pet." What were we talking about? Oh, yea, his question about whether less bonding is better for torture because it allows me to squirm.

"No, it doesn't…" I couldn't choke out the word. I whimpered slightly as I felt a flash of the pain from before.

"Sky-child…." His voice was in a sing-song. I knew there was no way out of it.

"No, it doesn't…M…Master." I finally forced the word past my lips and it left a sick feeling in my stomach.

Demise

I left Ghirahim to his pet; I had better things to occupy myself with. I made my way to the front doors of my castle and walked out. I looked to the sky to confirm my beliefs that the cloud barrier had indeed dispersed. I also happened to notice the loftwings were still hovering around skyloft, which I could see in the distance.

I prepared to make my transport there when something caught my eye. There was a loftwing hovering over a place other than skyloft. I looked below it and noticed the red haired hylian calling it down. He took off and headed toward skyloft.

I watched as he proceeded to make it to the chunk of rock. I listened to my own deep chuckle as it slipped its way out of my throat. No doubt that he was on his way to warn his friends of what had occurred with their little hero.

I waited around ten minutes. I wanted to give him time to explain what had happened to some of the residence. Why waist my breath and patience trying to explain what happened, when I can get a dunderhead with minimal intelligence to do it for me?

After about fifteen minutes I decided it was enough time. I snapped my fingers and proceeded to skyloft.

IMPORTANT A/N: Yea, short chapter. You're going to hate me and I'm sorry, but I am going to take a short break from writing. I NEED to get rid of my writers block. I will not be updating next Sunday and possibly the one after. I will still be writing, but I am taking the first week of the break to not write at all. I'm hoping if I just take a break then the writer's block will go away on its own. If it doesn't…then that is probably the reason I might not update again on the second Sunday.

I will take any and all suggestions on how to get rid of writers block.