The princess listened carefully to what they were saying, her fear preventing her from moving; from informing the dark lord that she had woken. She remembered him throwing her across the living room and slamming into the cage, but then everything went blank; a dull throbbing remaining in the back of her head. Suspecting what had happened, Elika chose to lie silently in the metal contraption; not wanting to draw any unwanted attention towards her. Darkous was speaking to another man about her, his older brother; the one the ancient texts had told her about. Hades sat on one of the couches, smoking just as the dark lord did; his eyes a deep black. She moved slightly when her side began to ache, curling into a tighter ball as she sighed deeply; keeping up her pretence of being asleep. Her mind racing with questions, why did Hades want to take her to his lab? What did he want from her? Would the dark lord send her to the feral immortal because she was unable to sleep? Because she fought
“I doubt she wishes to fight, brother. She’s never wanted to fight in our war.” Hades piped up, seeming to jump to her defence.“This I do understand, brother. However, she needs to learn about self-defence and obedience to the correct people.” The dark lord snapped slightly, quickly rising to his feet. Elika took a step back when he turned to look at her with lifeless eyes, he growled lightly; storming towards her as he continued. “You will fight for me Elika, whether you are willing or not. You will fight for a just cause.”“I ... I don’t want to hurt anyone ... Kill anyone ...” The princess whispered, her violet eyes with fear as he stopped only inches away from her; glaring down at her trembling frame.“But you did kill someone.” Darkous smiled, watching as Elika shook with terror.The princess thought to the wolf in the woods when she had r
Elika’s violet eyes shifted between her uncles, her mind racing; how did Darkous know so much about her mother? Things that the princess and her brothers had never been told, never even hears stories of. She watched silently as the dark lord slowly rose back to his feet, once against towering over her small frame; his mechanical white eyes locked onto her. She did not believe that her mother was a coward, but that she ran from battles as a strategy; using her abilities to heal Elika’s brothers and father when they were injured. If her mother died in battle, their would be no one to deal the wounded. But none of that mattered anymore as the dark lord had killed her brutally and their was no coming back for her mother now. “I do know a lot yes, but I will not reveal how I know so much.” Darkous muttered, a small smile appearing on the corners of his face. Hades bobbed his head as he turned his attention towards Elika, his raven black eyes locked onto her. “So, how has
Some time had passed, the young immortal princess changing, moulding into what they asked as Dorian broke her beyond repair, her hope dwindling ...The unmerciful storm raged on with the deadly fury of all those trapped within the fiery depths of limbo, destroying all who stood in its wake. The thunder rang out with the deafening roar of a thousand cannons, each clang sending an ear-splitting agony through the princesses head as she stood in the wake of battle, gazing upon those who stood at deaths door; waiting to be claimed by the reaper. Bodies littered the muddied ground for miles around, their souls paying the price from their actions in life, trapped and alone for all eternity. She glanced around utterly terror-stricken as she watched more bodies fall, the sight damaging and unrelenting as blood oozed from the masses copses; plaguing her vision with each wound that worsened, killing those who fought to survive against this disturbing onslaugh
e took a step towards the cowering soldier, his demonic yellow eyes ablaze with anger.“Why did you hesitate? I thought you were the one of Darkous best.” Dorian snarled, tilting his head as he took another step towards him.Elika remained where she stood, watching as the soldier backed away; his gunmetal blue eyes coated with uncertainty and apprehension. She feared what would happen to the soldier, what the penalty would be for hesitating in a battle; failing to carryout orders. Taking a long breath, the princess edges backwards, scanning the vast fields around her for any survivors as the battle slowly came to a halt; silently pleading that at least handful of the people escaped. Somehow eluding the deadly clutches of Dorians taskforce as they searched tirelessly for any survivors, disposing of them with great care.The feral immortal snapped his head towards Elika as she retreated back, her bare foot recklessly breaking a small twig
Dorian tugged her towards a second portal, one designed to take them back to him mansion in the swamps, back to the dark and old house where the stench of blood lingered in the air. Elika followed him obediently, holding her breath as they slugged carelessly into the eerie dark transporter, the distinct feeling of falling surrounding her within seconds. She coughed, squinting as they passed through the other side, still unable to get the hang of travelling in such a brutal and frightening manner; the darkness sending vile shockwaves through her small frame. The animalistic being dragged her towards the kitchen, stalking through the rotted halls as he shook the water from his hair. He burst through an old white door, the paint cracking and fading with time; propelling her into the large space. Like the rest of his rundown mansion, the kitchen was in bad repair, the floors and walls layered with dust and dirt; the once cream wallpaper now black and tattered.Elika
That’s a good girl. You will either sleep by your own accord, or I will force you to sleep; and it wont be a simple knockout.” Dorian warned, leaning away from Elika.Shakily wiping the tears from her eyes, the princess nodded, wrapping her arms around her legs. She feared what he would force her to endure if she refused to sleep, witnessing on many occasions what he did to those who disobeyed him. Elika turned away from him, glancing around the basement as her nervousness rose, stretching to dangerous limits. Along a far wall at the opposite side of the basement hung scared men and woman, their clothes torn and bloodied from the weeks of endless pain that Dorian forced upon them. She watched for days as their eyes slowly began to dull, the realisation that the agony would only continue breaking them one by one. The princess had been powerless to stop the psychotic immortal as he used brutal and unforgiving tools to break and dismantle their skin, her tear
Darkous growled; he despised losing. Slamming his hand down on the wooden table he glared at his brother, how did he always win? Darkous was the one to plan and carry out attacks, he had been for the last hundred years. And yet here Hades was, beating him at yet another game of chess. Hades laughed, his night black eyes coated with bliss. The psychopathic lord had taken a break from recruiting, deciding hours ago to pay his brother a visit, his mood instantly lifting. He would retrieve the little princess in a couple of days, taking her out of Dorians care after weeks of her being trapped within his clutches. Darkous suspected that the girl wouldn’t last much longer, her disobedient traits bound to take over. Leaning back in his chair, the psychopathic lord snarled slightly, lighting a cigarette as he scowled towards his older brother, irritated that he once again failed to beat him at the strategic board game. How hard was it anyway?“So what’s that b
“I’m not implying to lose in single combat, more to teach her how to block attacks, then get a mere soldier to lose in single combat. It should be highly amusing to watch the soldier fail, just so we can teach the peasant that losing a fight against a young girl is not tolerated.” The demonic being muttered, its voice layering with malice.“We teach her self defence and then put her up against a trained soldier? Then punish the loser whether it is the girl, or the soldier we chose? ... “ his psychopathic lord paused, smiling wickedly as he rose from his seat, beginning to pace alongside his brother; the room remaining silent as he communicated with the demonic creature in his mind. What if we force her to fight more than one opponent if she wins? And continue to increase the number if she is successful, but also punish her is she fails or is beaten?The demonic creature nodded, its fangs puncturing its bottom lip as its smile grew; becomin
Elika’s eyes snapped open as she bolted upright, her heart racing as she recalled the event of the last day, knowing that she would pay for what she did to Hades, along with aiding in Persephone’s escape. She imagined that the dark Lord would make her suffer for what she had done, but she had seen no other way, she had to help the goddess. She turned her head from side to side, the mattress of a large canopy bed soft beneath her frame as she searched the room she had been assigned when she had first been forced to stay with Hades. Relieved that the guards had placed her there rather than in the dungeons below the mansion. Only, she had not truly meant to harm her uncle so much, it had been as though she was trapped within her own body, a passenger forced to watch as someone else steered you into danger; unable to do anything to prevent it. The young immortal felt different somehow, something inside her twisting and changing, making room for something she had yet to under
The young immortal princess whimpered, her vision blurring as her mind fought to regain control, her abilities appearing utterly useless against her uncles vast power; proving to be more than she could handle alone. Her muscles wailed in response to the agony, every bone in her body quivering in terror and apprehension of what was to come. She pitied Cerberus as she thought of the three headed dog being treat the same way as she was now, knowing in her heart that the beast would only follow his commands out of necessity, riddled with horror of what would occur if it did not do as its owner ordered. She wondered for a brief moment if she would grow to be the same, blindly following the will of those around her so that she might avoid a consequence that her ID creates.Breathing deeply, she clenched her jaw and closed her eyes, willing herself to be still; to not react to the pain. You have faced enough torment to know that there is always an end to the pain, all you have to do
The young immortals hand snapped up to cover her cheek as it erupted in pain, her eyes widening in shock as she took another step back, silenced by Darren’s outburst, his tone and mannerisms something she had only ever seen from the others.Michael stepped forward, placing a hand on Darren’s shoulder in order to calm his comrade down, his tone stern and unforgiving. “How did you get out, pup? I am really interested to learn how you got back to this dimension without the help of someone who can summon a portal. So please enlighten me, who helped you escape?”Elika bit her bottom lip, cautiously attempting to think of a lie that would aid her; knowing that she couldn’t tell the truth. No matter how badly they wished for it. “I don’t know, I woke up in the forest and then ... “ She paused, glancing around the throne room in sadness, her chest contracting in worry for her family. “I found my home destroyed and my people
Elika was deserted, alone in the darkness. Her whole frame trembling as she stood, desperately searching the eerie black room; praying that there would be someone to appear and help her. Someone who could save her from her never ending fate. The fate the creator had so savagely forced upon her. She repeatedly glanced in every direction; paranoid of what she suspected would come to her in the endless blackness, petrified that it would be the creature of her nightmares. The one thing she feared above all else. The thing that always won. Sending her back into the pits of fire where she was deemed to belong. The walls seemed to close in around her, appearing so lively that something might reach out and take a hold of her; dragging her back down into the pits of hell. The immortal princess gasped, her legs quaking in fear and apprehension, now barely able to sustain their own weight against the darkness.The distant sobbing wails of her family assaulted her ears, pushing Eli
Elika stared down at the note, her mind racing at all that entailed, at what exactly the words suggested. She folded the small paper, placing it into one of the small compartments in her gown, before quickly opening the pack; grateful at what it held. She pulled out a simply crafted hunting knife and a 9mm pistol, carelessly tying the black holder around her ankle with the supply belt and loading the gun. Whatever her saviour believed waited for her, the immortal princess had to be ready; prepared for what she may find beyond the folds of the forest.She connected with her surroundings, allowing the worlds to swarm around her as she always had when she was a young child, the trees smiling as she greeted them, and the wind hissing with joy at her return. Because this was it, Elika had made it home, made it back to the place where she had been raised; the place her family continued to reside in. All she wanted now was see her brothers once more, her mother and her father. She n
She asked herself, her heart rate intensifying as she pushed herself back up, one again ready to face the unpredictable crowd that rushed around seemingly aimlessly.After a few moments the princess forced herself to walk back into the busy street, instantly forgetting the direction she had come from as she entered the crowd. Biting her lip, the young immortal princess shrugged; randomly deciding to turn left as she accepted that she was in fact lost; not knowing where she would end up in the overwhelmingly large city. She stumbled slightly as she bumped into someone, quickly catching herself before she fell; shaking her head as she moved to regain her full balance. She looked up at the stranger, gasping when she realised who it was; taking a fearful step back as her apprehension of what would come rose.“Hey! Watch where you are...” Joey stopped, looking down at her, his eyes filling with confusion as he realised who it was who had bumped into him. His exp
Elika stood leant against the windowsill, staring out into the busy streets of hell, her mind racing as she watched people smiling as they walked; carefree as they continued with their day to day lives. She sighed contentedly, happily gazing down at the people her father sort to kill, but why was that his plan? These people didn’t seem evil at all, in fact they seemed quite the opposite. Caring and simple. So why did her father want to kill them all, rid the world of these innocent people? What had they done to him that was so bad? The princess closed her eyes briefly, wishing that the world was different somehow, that all the evil in the universe would just vanish and leave the people alone. Leave her alone. She knew that banishing the nasty and cruel would also mean her father, but the worlds would be better off without people like him.The city was larger than any Elika had ever seen, the building reaching high into the clouds, each one having what the princess
The unknown realm was layered with the enemy, a kingdom that no one had ever heard of, until now...Deep within a dark forest the psychopathic lord crouched low behind a tree, lying in wait for those who caused this, for the monsters that killed without purpose, without cause. He snarled, pushing himself to remain silent; almost predatory.Darkous had followed the trail that the dead men around his home had left, following it to a strange dimension, the land coated in thick forests and rivers, the lord barely finding any life within the new place. Yet, the demon within him urged him forward, promising that there would be vengeance, that he would kill those responsible for Roberts death. He crouched lower, watching and waiting as one would if they were about to pounce, ready to tear their enemy apart. Someone was close, moving in from all sides, he could sense them. Hear the beat of their heart as he turned his head to the side, the demonic creatur
“Come on, pup, I’m not waiting around for a limp.”Elika nodded, moving to stand beside Darren as Michael created a portal, limping on her injured leg as it burned in strain. She winced when she stopped, applying more pressure to the ankle than she had meant, worsening the pain.Michael ignored her pain as he turned towards his comrade, his voice once again becoming stern and unforgiving. “She has of yet seen nothing of the city, keep it that way. The portal will take you to your flat.”“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t let her see the city, I get it. Now can we please go?” Darren huffed, his tone appearing uncaring as he glanced towards Michael; slowly beginning to lose his temper.“Yes, you can go, if you lose the attitude, this is serious and she is not just one of your whores. I will come and get her after I have finished training the soldiers.” Her uncles comrade snarled lightly, scowling at the medi