I do not own Darksiders or Freakshow by Skillet... I'ma just go ahead and put this up here… rape is bad… very bad… just… no… NO…
Briar
She stayed in the cavern long after the Horseman had left. She contemplated staying there for the night but decided against it as there was plenty of daylight left and she refused to sleep the day away.
She got up and brushed the dirt from her shorts, War or no, I'm gonna have some fun. "The question is, what am I going to do to have fun? …Oh well, I'll figure something out."
She dived under the falls and quickly got out on the other side. Unable to fly due to her wings being wet, the lonely she demon began her trek through the forest, singing as she walked.
"Step right up, ladies and gentlemen! Come and see things your eyes won't believe! Some say they are aliens, Some say they are stranger, Some say they are not of this world. We will not conform to the madness, Whether they scorn or whether they attack us. Come on, come all, Welcome to the Freakshow!"
Amateurs, she thought, if you're gonna stalk someone, learn to hide your presence. At least five somethings had been following her since she left the date being ruined, she had no patience for such fools.
"Welcome to the Freakshow, Step up, status quo, Hope you enjoy the ride, Welcome to the Freakshow, We got horns and halos, We ain't afraid and ain't buying a lie."
Gotta hand it to them though, they got stealth… if nothing else.
"Eat it, drink it, think it, be it, breathe it, Guess you don't even know who I am, I don't believe it, need it, see it, be it, breed it, Time to make my final stand."
She spotted a clearing just ahead, Good a place as any to confront these idiots.
"Welcome to the Freakshow, This is where the freaks go, This is the place that they can never take away, Welcome to the Freakshow, We don't ever need no, One to tell us who to be, how to think, I don't care what they believe, Oh, oh, oh, Welcome to the Freakshow."
Briar stopped in the middle of the clearing, "Alright, come on out. I know you're there."
One by one, her followers emerged from the forest or dropped from the trees and surrounded her.
"Morgol, Borhl, Euden, Noir, and Frank-"
"My name's not Frank!" Storm interrupted.
"-it's good to see all of you again… is what I would say if it actually was. So what can I help you all with today?"
Noir, who seemed to be the leader of the group, was the one to answer, "We're here for revenge, Alina."
"Revenge? Against little ol me? Whatever for?"
"You know exactly what for!" shouted Storm.
"No, actually, I'm afraid I don't. Maybe you could refresh my memory… Morgol?"
"You threw me into a volcano, you stupid bitch!"
"I wanted to see if you were lava proof. It's a good thing you were, huh? Borhl, your turn."
"You killed my brother!"
"He attacked me first. Don't worry though, I'll send you to join him soon enough. Euden?"
The only female of the group spoke up, "You stole my boyfriend and got him killed!"
"Okay, first, he dumped you to be with me. Second, I turned him down. Third, he shouldn't have pissed off those angels. All in all, it's your fault that you couldn't hold on to your man."
"I'll kill you, you fucking whore!"
Euden tried to lunge for Briar but was held back by Morgol, "Not now, Euden. The Horseman could come back."
Briar ignored them, "Who's next? Oh yeah, go Frank."
"My name's not Frank!"
"Is that why you're here? 'Cause I call you by your name? That's sad."
"That's-"
"Why is everyone shouting? It's such a peaceful and lovely day, no one should ruin it by shouting."
"Listen to me! I'm-"
"No Frank, you listen to me. You're here because you can't take a joke, you want to fit in and you can't stand others being above you and acting like it, which is why you can't stand me or working for Aandros. Now be a good boy and shut up, I believe it is Noir's turn." She faced the last demon, waiting for his answer.
He smiled at her, "I didn't appreciate getting thrown through a wall by your boyfriend."
"Finally someone who doesn't feel the need to shout. That's it? Laaaaame. Anyway, take that up with War, not me. And he's not my boyfriend."
"I am not foolish enough to challenge a Horseman."
"Not quite sure I believe that…" she mumbled.
"Besides, someone needs to put you in your place."
"My place is sitting on top of all your corpses if you don't leave, and I'll put myself there, thank you very much."
Euden finally broke away from Morgol and charged at the other she demon.
Briar whipped around to deal with the nuisance only to be hit in the back of the head as she did so. "That's… cheating." She said as she fell to the ground, darkness already crowding her vision.
Noir crouched in front of her, grabbing her by the chin to make her look at him, "No Alina, your place is on the ground beneath my boot."
Sorry War, she thought before blacking out, I guess there won't be another time.
Someplace, sometime later. I don't know, so Briar doesn't know, so you don't know where or when. So ha.
Briar woke up in an unfamiliar building, head pounding and body aching. Her wrists and ankles were bound with rope, wings pinned, and short swords gone. Her clothes were ripped in several places and she was covered in cuts and bruises. Did they throw her in a meat grinder while she was passed out or something?
Fuck… where's my swords? Those bastards… Briar thought, trying to keep her cool.
"Ugh, the Hell…?" she groaned, trying to shove down the panic of having her weapons missing.
Noir sat on a bare bed by the door, cleaning his nails with a dagger, "Our sleeping beauty finally awakens."
"Where the fuck am I Noir?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
"Ass."
"I'm not the one tied up and on the floor."
"There's a difference between being an Ass and being a prisoner, Ass."
Noir smiled down at Briar, got up, and kicked her.
Briar hit the back wall hard. She bit the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood to keep herself from crying out. I will not give him that pleasure.
Noir grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head up, "You aren't so tough."
"That's 'cause you're too much of a coward to fight me fairly, Ass."
He slammed her head against the concrete floor, "We're demons, there is no 'fair'."
Briar felt blood trickle down the side of her face but refused to black out again, "There would be if you were a real man, Ass."
He got up and kicked her into the wall again, making her cough up blood, "Say that one more time…"
The she demon spit blood onto the floor and looked up at him with a sneer, "What'cha gonna do if I do say it again, Ass?"
Noir snarled at her and was pulling his leg back for another kick when the door swung open.
"Stop Noir, you're going to kill her." Said Morgol.
The angry demon turned his snarl to the newcomer, "Why should I stop? We're going to kill her anyway, why not go ahead now?"
"Yeah, why not go ahead and kill her now?" Briar groaned, earning her another kick, though not as strong as the ones before.
"Didn't you want to have a little fun first?"
Noir visibly calmed, "You're right, which reminds me…" he grabbed Briar's hair again and pulled her up, "We've got a little surprise for you, to make sure you don't do anything stupid."
"You mean like demonnapping someone?"
He ignored her and called for Borhl to bring in the other prisoner.
Dread filled the bound Briar as the blindfolded figure was marched in by the last three demons of the group and thrown to the floor in front of her, "Brother?"
"Sister? Is that you? What's going on? Where are we?"
She growled at her captors, "You have horrible taste in gifts. And you just made a very. Big. Mistake." She turned to her brother, "Are you alright brother?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Aw, how sweet, sibling love. Now we can begin the show."
"Show?" both siblings asked at the same time.
Noir picked the helpless Briar up and threw her onto the bed, "Yes, the show. You're the star Alina and your brother there has a front row seat. Euden, take off the blindfold."
The other she demon did as she was told.
As soon as Zephyr saw his sister on the bed, he tried to go to her but was stopped by Noir's dagger at his throat, "Not so fast, brother, you don't want dear sister to get hurt even more do you?"
Zephyr didn't answer and just glared at him.
"That's what I thought."
Briar watched silently as Noir stalked over to her, I can almost… reach it.
He climbed onto the bed, straddling her hips, "I'm going to make you scream my name." He used his dagger to cut open her top, "Ready to have a little fun?"
She bit her lip, drawing more blood, as he touched and licked every inch of her exposed body, leaving every part of her feeling as if it could use a week long scrub down in an acid bath… or amputation.
Got it! she thought as she finally managed to get the small knife out of her back pocket. She squirmed, trying to get to where she could cut through her bonds.
Noir thought she was trying to get away from his touch and pinned her to the bed with his body, "You're not going anywhere. Not until I'm done with you."
Briar ignored him and concentrated on cutting the rope, thinking of a happy place. Thinking of War. I refuse to let myself be sullied by such demon scum. I'll never be able to face him again if I do.
"Got nothing to say now, do you?"
"I have plenty to say, Ass, though none of it in front of my brother."
He licked the shell of her ear, "Why not? He's already seen you like this."
No he hasn't you dipshit, his eyes are closed. A fact that Briar silently thanked her brother for. But she went back to ignoring Noir, not that he minded.
Briar finally felt the rope snap just as Noir began removing her shorts. She swung the knife out from behind her back the best she could but only managed in giving him a shallow cut on his chest.
He looked down at the blood slowly welling up, "You bitch!"
"Brother!" she yelled as she kicked Noir off of her and the bed, snatching his dagger from him as he fell and slicing through her ankle bonds.
Zephyr, who had had his eyes closed until now, quickly reacted to the call and dropped to the ground, sweeping Borhl's and Euden's legs out from under them. He may not be able to actually fight but he could at least trip someone up.
Storm immediately came after Briar. She didn't hesitate to slit his throat and jumped over his body to get to her brother.
"Go, brother."
"No, I'm not leaving you sister. Not while you're hurt like this."
"This? This is nothing. We both know you can't fight. Besides, this is my problem, not yours. I'll deal with it."
"But-"
"Go!" she yelled at him.
"Sorry, but he's not going anywhere. Neither are you." Noir said, joining Borhl, Euden, and Morgol.
"…This is your fault brother."
"Wha? How is this my fault?" Zephyr asked, surprised.
"If you had left when I told you to, I could have dealt with them already."
"I'm not going to leave my injured sister here to fight off four other demons all by herself!"
She handed him her knife, "Fine, but at least do me a favor and protect yourself."
He took the knife, "Of course, anything for you sister."
"Apparently not anything…"
"Are you two done now?" Noir asked, clearly irritated that he was being ignored to such an extent.
"We didn't ask you to wait." the twins said at the same time.
Euden, Borhl, Morgol, then Noir, Briar thought, making a mental list of who to kill first.
Faster than the eye could follow, she threw the dagger. It flew through the air, burying itself between Euden's eyes. That's one. She quickly followed it, grabbing Borhl's head and twisting his neck until it snapped as she passed him, and picked the dagger up from the ashes that were once Euden. Noir and Morgol now stood between her and Zephyr, looking as if they regretted the whole thing.
She charged at Morgol but before she could get to him, Noir caught her in a roundhouse kick and sent her flying into the wall, knocking the wind out of her.
Briar fell to the floor, unable to catch her breath, and watched as Morgol went after her brother and Noir after her.
He picked her up and pinned her to the wall with an arm at her throat, "Say goodbye."
She barely heard the door to the room burst open as her vision started to go black. Suddenly, the pressure was gone from her windpipe and she fell to the floor, gasping for air. She saw Noir's headless body lying a few feet away before it turned to ash.
Goodbye.
Briar looked up to see Death standing above her, bloodied scythes in hand. She couldn't help making one final jab out of relief before falling unconscious, "Hi Death, come to finish the job eh? I'm glad the Council taught their dogs to play fetch."
No one knows much it almost killed me to write this. :D… :)…*-*…O/O…T-T… *goes to cry in a corner* Oh god why?! My innocence has been ruined!