The dark lord released his newly found grip on her ankle, his glare deepening into a scowl. “You will learn some fucking respect. Whether you like it or not, you are my prisoner and you will obey me as such.”
“I have respect!” Elika argued, her tone matching that of Darkous’ as she continued. “Just not for a monstrous asshole that ripped me away from my family and killed my brother!”
The dark lord snarled furiously, his bulky form looming over the princess in a threatening motion. Elika trembled, barely having time to react as her uncle lashed out. Darkous caught her completely off guard, his foot viciously crashing down on her ankle. The princess screamed in pain, anguished tears slipping free from her eyes. The force of the dark lord’s foot snapped her ankle bone clean in half, pain shooting through her leg. Elika squealed as the skin began to swell immediately, turning a deep purple. She curled into a tight ball on her
The room was eerie dark, the princess’ small frame shaking as she moved into a seated position. The only sound in the small cell was Elika’s harsh breathing, her pulse quickening. She scanned the darkness in panic, desperately searching for anything that would give her comfort. For some sign of life. She pushed herself into the corner of the cot-like bed, her back connecting with a padded wall. She was deserted, alone in the darkness. Her whole body continued to tremble as she stood, moving into the centre of the cell. She repeatedly glanced into every corner, the walls seeming to close in on her. The princess gasped, her legs quaking with fear. The distant screams of her family assaulted her ears, causing Elika’s panic to increase.She searched around the room again, this time for her family. The cell remained abandoned, the princess completely alone. And yet, she could clearly hear the desperate cries of her brothers as though the
The psychopathic lord smiled viciously, carefully removing his hand from the girl’s throat. Her head collapsed to the side as he moved back, chuckling as she remained unconscious. The girl’s small frame shook slightly as she took a long croaky breath, her body trembling as it fought for oxygen. Darkous shook his head in irritation, slowly rising to his feet. The girl should have done as he commanded, without argument. Then this wouldn’t have happened. He turned away from the princess, striding back towards the metal door. When she finally woke from the forced sleep, Michael would pay her a visit. The psychopathic lord wanted her obedient, whether she agreed to it or not. The girl was his prisoner and it was about time she acted like one.He turned back to look at the girl, laughing slightly as he watched her tremble in her sleep. She was brave, he would admit that. But the princess was also stupid; her attempts at fighting him only caused her more pain
The princess sighed softly as she began to wake, her throat throbbing lightly. She groaned, slowly moving to a seated position. Elika wiped the small beads of sweat that began forming on her forehead, panting slightly as she caught her bandaged ankle. She shuffled back on the cot-like bed, leaning against one of the padded walls. She forced herself not to cry as her mind raced, fear taking over her mind. Her hand moved towards her throat self-consciously, the skin delicate as she traced her fingers over where the dark lord had strangled her. Why did he do that? She had done nothing wrong, nor did she deserve such harsh treatment.The princess jumped slightly as the metal door opened, forcefully returning her to reality. Michael slowly walked into the small cell, his black eyes locking on her. Elika took a shaky breath as she moved her hands away from her neck, silently watching as Michael approached the bed. She lifted her good leg towards her chest, glancing around the bare
“Where do you think you are going?” Darkous chuckled, standing in the doorway to block her path.Elika gasped, her head snapping towards her uncle as she hopped back a step; knowing that she was in serious trouble.“You okay over their Michael.” The dark lord asked, quickly grabbing the princess by her arm.Michael nodded, pulling the knife from within his arm. “Yes sir, the little brat simply caught me off guard.”Darkous’ chuckled, lifting Elika up from the ground and flinging her over his shoulder as he walked towards the bed; viciously slamming her down. She cried out as her leg began to burn, slowly curling into a ball on her side.“Stay there.” he ordered before turning towards his comrade, his mechanical white eyes laced with humour. “What is it that you called me here for Michael?”“The princess is hiding something from us, her ankle is completely healed, and in
Elika gasped, the pain unbearable as her body slowly began to stitch itself back together. The memories of her death confusing. How was she alive? After all, no one could’ve survived such a blow to the head ... Right? The regeneration of her brain and jaw were unimaginably agonising. She spent hours frozen in place as her body mended, she was completely conscious and yet couldn’t control her own body. She was laid in a mass pool of her own blood, the metallic smell sickening. Her mind wandered aimlessly; to begin with she had pitied Darkous though now, her only thoughts of him were of hate.The princesses body broke out in a fever, her blood boiling just beneath the skin. The regeneration was almost complete, her body becoming more and more alert. Every sound and vibration in hell suddenly hitting her all at once, the noise deafening. Elika’s muscles began to cramp, causing her whole body to ache. The drowsy fog in her mind was only just beginning to dissipa
Elika took another step away from the dark lord, her breath catching as she looked around. The forest land around the mansion spread out for miles, connecting with vast open fields. The princess only spotted one road, leading for miles between the trees; muddied and eerie. “Just let me go home.”The dark lord gripped Elika viciously by the hair, pulling her towards him as he spoke. “You are never going home! You will stay here until I say otherwise.”The princess pushed against Darkous, attempting to break his grasp on her hair; desperately kicking him in the leg. “Let go!”The dark lord snarled, tightening his grip on the princess. He launched her towards the double doors of the mansion, her small frame crashing into the black wood. He stormed towards her, watching as the princess attempted to crawl away. She took gasping breaths, trembling as Darkous approached. She knew instantly that she had made a mistake, her fear rising
Elika groaned slightly, her bones stiff as she began to wake. She pulled the soft blanket tighter around her small frame, attempting to fade back into sleep. Her eyes flickered, slowly adjusting to the dull lighting. The princess sighed deeply, moving to lie on her back in the cage. The metal contraption began to sway as she moved, causing Elika to freeze in fear. She bit her bottom lip, waiting for the cage to slow; eventually halting as she remained still. Her mind wandered as she stared up at the top of the cage, metal bars filling her vision. She planned to escape, only so far; she had no idea how. The princess may manage to get out of the cage, but what then? Where would she go? Nowhere ... Elika had nowhere to go, her knowledge of hell sketchy at best. She sighed again, her hope dwindling. All the princess wanted was to go home, only that wasn’t an option. The dark lord would not allow her to leave, and if she did; he would hunt her down. The consequences of running more
Darkous repeated his chuckle, slumping into his chair as he spoke. “I will do that soon. Don’t you want to speak with her? You did want to meet her, did you not Dorian?”Dorian turned back towards the princess, tilting his head as he inspected her. “Hello little girl.”Elika leaned back against the cage, refusing to look at the man as he spoke. She slowly placed her head onto the bars, briefly closing her eyes as she remained silent. The princess didn’t feel like speaking with them, her mood low and sorrowful.“Elika ... Aren’t you going to at least say hello to this rather nice man?” Darkous questioned, leaning forward in his chair.The princess sighed, mumbling her response as she continued to look anywhere but where the man stood. “Hello...”Dorian chuckled as he turned his attention back towards the dark lord. “She isn’t a talking person, is she?”“
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