Elika jumped when the thundering clang of the basement door barrelled down into the underground chamber, her heart thumping against her ribcage as her fear rose; reaching dangerous limits. She cowered back against the wall as the recognisable mechanical white eyes shot through the darkness, the lifeless vessels turning towards her. The owner, someone who drove terror into her heart, the beastly immortal that ripped her away from everything she knew; trapping the princess within his clutches. Darkous. Pulling her knees towards the chest, Elika hid her face as the dark lord strolled towards her, carefully adjusting his hat.
“This place never gets boring.” Darkous chuckled, scanning the room with care; his eyes locking on each mortal prisoner that hung from the walls.
“Are you taking her back today? She has been a rather good girl.” The psychotic man questioned, his smile intensifying as he slammed the woman onto the ground; strolling towards
The princess hesitantly took his hand, unable to grasp the meaning of what her uncle had said as he aided her to stand; his scowl seeming to deepen. What test was he performing that involved him slamming her into the ground, with no explanation to what she had done wrong? She wrapped her arms around her stomach as she nodded, deciding against asking the dark lord any further questions. Taking a shaky breath, she glanced up at him, recoiling at his bloodthirsty snarls.“Right, we need to get moving.” Darkous sighed, turning towards the door as he summoned a portal; the swirling black mass appearing in only seconds.Elika stared into the unnatural darkness, taking a deep breath as she followed her uncle towards portal; her small frame trembling in fear. Why had he slammed her into the ground, injured her when she made no move to disobey his orders? She held her breath as she disappeared into the eerie black, the barren feeling of falling surrounding her in on
The psychopathic lord slowly released his hold on the princess, carefully moving to stand beside his brother as he continued gazing at the various machines; twisting the dark vials. Staring at the machines, Darkous was unable to understand the mass of numbers and sequences that spread across the screens; as though it inhabited some strange and foreign language. Seeming to ensure that no one could decipher its meanings, nor discover the results. The psychopathic lord shook his head in annoyance, growing irritated with his brothers silence as he lightly tapped his fingers on a red dial, only turning it every couple of seconds.“What does all this shit mean?” Darkous questioned harshly, snarling slightly as he continued to stare dumbfounded at the strange machine.Hades chuckled, turning his attention towards a larger machine as it beeped, his silence stretching out for another moment. When he finished searching through the various codes and numbers, the king
The princess screamed, desperately pushing against the restraints as Hades applied more pressure to the clamp, crushing her fingers one by one. Tears fell from her eyes as she attempted to struggle, her uncle brutally performing experiments on her while she remained strapped in the wooden chair; completely defenceless. Elika whimpered as the regeneration process started almost instantly, beginning to stitch her bones back together as Hades worked tirelessly to break them; the process deadly agonising. He had somehow amplified her ability, ensuring that she healed after every burst of torture he threw her way; unrelenting as he tested the boundaries of power. Crying, the princess placed her head against the back of the chair, panting as sweat formed across her forehead. The bones in her fingers snapped back into place suddenly, causing Elika to scream; the sound echoing through the vast laboratory. She had gone from one torture to the other, the dark lord never returning for her as s
“Why did you attack me? What did you gain from that?” Michael questioned; his scowl moulding into a sadistic smile.Elika pushed her back further into the wall, hesitantly backing away as she spoke; her tone seemingly level. “I ... I wont allow Hades to experiment on me again.”“Are you in any position to argue? Your uncles will not allow you to defy them.” The dark lords comrade chuckled, taking a step towards her.“But what they do is wrong! All Hades has done for weeks is snap and twist my bones over and over again! Forcing me to take drugs and injecting me with painful substances. I cant take it anymore!” the princess screamed, continuing to back away from her uncles comrade as he advanced on her; her fear only increasing. She needed a way to escape, somewhere that she could run to; but where? Who would take in Atlas only daughter after all he had done? All he had forced the people to endure.“Don&
The psychopathic lord concealed his handcrafted katana as he removed it from the sheath within his leather jacket, carefully positioning it at his side. He smiled manically when Michael prevented the girl from retreating, the fascinating blue aura that pulsed across her chest slowly receding; as though it knew the damage it had caused. Darkous slowly lifted the magnificent sword, ensuring that his niece would remain unknowing of its existence until it was too late. Snarling in a manner that resembled that of an animal, the psychopathic lord brutally slammed the handle of his katana into the side of her head; a sickening crack stretching throughout the hall. Perhaps I used more force that was necessary, he chuckled within his mind, knowing that his brother was barrelling back down the hall towards him; growling in anger. The little princess eyes widened for a short moment before she tumbled into the ground, blood oozing from a wound in the side of her head.No ma
And he knew that she was less than innocent, her newest ability causing destruction as she defied all that they had taught her.Why could the girl not learn? Not follow his every command without argument? Surely she would have realised that things would be easier for her if she did, that her pain would lessen. Yet, she persisted in disagreeing with the psychopathic lord, in breaking his rules and fighting against his commands. And for what? So she could be tortured and injured once more? Show no mercy as she forced him to take action against her defiance?Darkous scowl returned as the demonic creature began to stir within his mind; its tone sharp and gravely. “They are all fair points, boy. But what of that strange aura? I could feel the power from my place within the dark corners of your mind; she is getting stronger.”“She is indeed, I fear that she will remain disobedient and irritate me further; her powers are too unstable. I doubt that she
The dark lord tilted his head to the side, rushing towards Elika with precise speed and aim; stopping only inches away from her as he spoke. “I only give people the truth; they do what they wish with it. I do not influence what they do with the information at all. Yes, I am a monster, but I am a monster with morals and ideals; not just a creature with the lust for war and death. You need to understand that not everything is in black and white; you need to find the hidden messages in everything that goes on in life. An example is why you are here or your mother. Instead of allowing your hate to cloud your judgement and make you blind to the real world, you must search for the things that not everyone can see.”She shook her head, hurriedly snapping away from him as he growled, forcing her tone to appear confident and strong. “And yet sir, you always allow your hatred to cloud your judgement, changing your views on the world. And I don’t believe that I w
The princess woke slowly, sighing softly as she curled into a tighter ball on her side, willing the folds of sleep to take her once more. Only it was no use, her mind already alert as she blinked rapidly, her vision slightly blurred. Taking a deep breath, Elika moved into a seated position on the couch, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of the dark lord. She relaxed instantly when she realised that he was nowhere to be found, leaning back slightly as she lazily scanned the living room once more, noticing that Robert was sat by the fire, watching her every move in suspicious curiosity.“Good morning Robert.” She smiled, carefully shuffling forward on the couch; surprised that her pain had faded.“Hello little one. He replied, bobbing his head as he snarled lightly; baring his teeth.The princess smile grew as she heard his pet name for her, tilting her head to the side as she mimicked his animalistic movements. She spoke hes