Her head felt strange as she opened her eyes, a strange sight of old rusty metal bars coming to sight as she rolled over onto her side, feeling so drained it was hard to think properly. But one thought did some to mind. "Alec?" She called out quietly, something shifting on the other side of the wall that separated her cell from what she presumed was others. That something moved again. "Olivia?"
She almost let out a relieved breath that she wasn't alone, but remembering their earlier spat, she withheld it. She moved so her back was against the wall, sensing that he was seated similarly. "Where are we?" She breathed, closing her eyes briefly before opening them again. He gave a sigh of his own. "I don't know, but from how they spoke, I'm going to assume somewhere in Russia. I think we're deep underground as I'm having difficulty hearing anything around us."
She swallowed back venom. "I'm thirsty." She murmured, rubbing at her throat as though it would quell the burn under the skin. She glanced around, the medieval dungeon doing little to mute her fears. "How long have we been down here?" She asked and he was silent for a moment before answering. "Five days. I've been trying to get you up for five days, but you wouldn't respond. I thought you were dead." He replied, and she chuckled dryly, her voice cracking. "Dead? I already am, Alec." She joked and he gave a snort. "Glad to see you haven't lost the ability to jest. I heard them talking about some testing yesterday, and you."
That made her stiffen. "Testing?" She echoed. "You can't perform tests on a vampire." She whispered and he hummed under his breath. "I know. I doubt they will be anything pleasant, and remember, you mustn't tell them of your gift, no matter how much they torture you." He added and she hummed. "I know. Do you think the masters are searching for us?" She whispered.
She heard him go to answer but the screeching on a metal cell door made him stop, and she looked up to see a group of male vampires striding into the dungeon, and they stopped in front of the cells. She heard a rush of wind and something slammed against the bars. Alec. She pulled herself up too, her legs weak as she used the wall to support herself. "I'm going to kill you when I get out of here," she heard him snarl, and the main one of the group, the one who'd done most of the speaking in the alley way, laughed, the rest of them joining in. "Of course you will, boy, but you seem to be in dire circumstances for now, This entire building is shielded, meaning that your tracker cannot find us here, so we have all the time in the world to make you regret every destroying our previous coven." He spat.
Alec snorted. "All lawbreakers are punished." He commented casually and the man laughed too, his red eyes gleaming as they looked to her. "I do wonder if you will change you mind when we torture her. Great potential, didn't you say? If you don't behave yourself, I'll let my men have their way with her, something they've been dying to do since they saw her. Pretty little things rarely stay pretty in our world, do they, witch?" He threatened, and Olivia tensed, her eyes widening, another slam against the bars jolting her cage too. "You will not touch her," came a snarl and the man laughed once more. "Won't I? These bars are coated in venom with vampire bone running through the middle of the metal. They're practically indestructible. I could have them rape her on the floor in front of you and you wouldn't be able to do a single thing about it."
The man then turned to her. "Unlock her cage and bring her upstairs. I want to see if we can find out what potential he was talking about. Have Boris prepare the machine, full charge. Lets see what we can get out of her before she breaks."
Olivia gave a scream of protest as three of the group grabbed her, kicking and struggling as they began to drag her to the door, their combined strength easily overpowering her waning stamina. She heard her own coven mate give a volatile protest, her name being yelled repeatedly as she was dragged from the dungeon, and up a long flight of winding stairs, bright light shining in her face as she was thrown onto some sort of table, kicking and protesting as they did so.
She writhed against her metal bonds, and the man from downstairs chuckled as he walked over. "No use struggling, my dear. These restraints are made of exactly the same metal with exactly the same coating. You won't be getting out of these anytime soon." He taunted, placing something over her head. It was strapped against her temple, and the man laughed. "What you're about to experience in enough volts to power the whole of Russia. Boris can manipulate electricity, and he's about to put enough through your body that even though you're a vampire, you'll still feel unimaginable pain." He whispered, leaning down close to her. "It releases your gift because it puts enough volts through your internal system, including your mind, so you won't be able to control it. I want to see the potential that the witch was talking about." He hissed.
Before she could answer, a horrific pain sliced through her body and she let out a horrific scream as she shook violently, am angered yell from below echoing soon enough afterwards.
She sobbed as it was released momentarily, and the man scowled down at her. "The sooner you show us what you can do, the sooner this will stop." He said and she shook her head, remembering Alec's words downstairs and how she was to keep her identity a secret from everyone else by orders of the Masters. "I can't," she whimpered, crying out as the pain began again. A scream tore from her before she could stop it, the pain horrific as it felt like she was being doused in flames again, the pain similar to venom somewhat, and as she screamed again, an answering yell echoed from downstairs, full of anger and torment.
Hours later, when she couldn't even keep her eyes open anymore, she was taken downstairs, and thrown into her cell, the doors slamming shut behind her as she was tossed to the floor like she was worthless. A few pounds came on the wall in quick succession. "Olivia?" Her coven mate said, another pound on the wall coming soon after. "Olivia!" He repeated, this time much louder.
The immortal herself exhaled slowly, her eyes cracking open slightly. "I'm alright," she whispered and he sighed. "What did they do to you?" He demanded and she swallowed the venom that was pooling on her tongue, jet black eyes staring weakly ahead. "Not what he threatened to do, but he said I don't reveal what gift I have by next time when they torture me, he said he'll let them have free reign with me." She spoke in a deathly quiet whisper, her black eyes void of all emotion as they stared ahead. "They have someone with them who can control electric matter, and he put enough through my body to power the whole of Russia, they said."
Her companion gave a snarl. "You mustn't tell them, but that won't happen. I'll kill them all," he snarled and she gave a weak chuckle. "You can't even get out of your cage, Alec, and there's over twenty of them here. How can we fight off twenty vampires when we haven't had blood in over two weeks and I'm virtually drained from that twisted torture they just cooked up? I have never felt anything that even came close to the transformation again, Alec, and I thought he was bluffing, you know, because vampires can't feel human pain, but that was horrible," she whispered, her voice cracking repeatedly.
He was silent for a moment, and then she spoke up. "I should have killed myself when I had the chance," she murmured, more to herself than to him, and he remained silent, hearing her eyes slide shut as he sat with his back to the wall, fists clenched as he listened to her soft breaths.