Hot tears fell from her eyes as she looked into the small room. There was a sweet but heavy smell in the air and Carine knew it was infection from treating dogs with a similar smell at work.Jesus! Work. It feels like years since I was there.Vanadine lay against one wall, looking shrunken and small. The clothing that remained was torn and filthy, covered in blood, sweat and pus. A red, puckered wound rose from his abdomen, the flesh angry and raised, with a dirty, yellow discharge issuing from it. His features looked smaller, thinner and even his muscles looked more defined where his body had used every reserve it had to try and keep him alive.“What the fuck happened to him?” She asked of no one in particular.“I have been unable to speak to him much,” Horann replied. “The wound in his belly is from our fight in the Council chamber but these others were given to him by an animal outside. Other than that I am unsure what has befallen him.”“It looks as if he’s dying,” Carine moaned a
The voices were incessant. Hitting the edge of his consciousness but not fully audible. Two were hauntingly familiar, the third alien to his ears. He was laid on something hard and rough, something light covering him and warmth coming from his left. He slept.“Carine!” He screamed, jerking awake.The room was almost completely dark and he was alone. Pain began, throbbing from his belly outward to consume his mind and a low groan rumbled from his chest.Am I drunk? Have I been drugged? He wondered as he lay there, unable to move.Weakness unlike anything he had felt before gripped him, making muscles ache with the smallest of movements. Confused and scared, Vanadine lay alone in the darkness until sleep took him again.When he next woke he felt the presence of someone else near him.Friend or enemy? He wondered.Even if it’s an enemy, you’re too weak to do anything about it.He supposed that was right and so simply cracked one eye open. The firelight cast long shadows but was able to s
His scream caused her actual pain as it ripped at her ears, making her squat against the wall and sob, rocking. Halfway through, his second scream cut off abruptly, leaving a ringing in her ears. Carine stood and peered into the room but was unable to see much past the twisted form of Horann who was still burning him.“It’s enough!” She cried.“It is not,” Horann said, blowing on the end of the stick again before pressing it against his flesh. “I must get all the infected flesh or we will be back in the same situation in a few days.While she could see the sense in that it did not mitigate the fact Horann was essentially mutilating the man she loved and a mixture of hate and acceptance gripped her.She cause this in the first place! She thought.Did she? Or was it the three council fuckers? Are they the ones you should be hating?She was spared the sight and sound of the process but the smell was another thing entirely. A deep, cloying odour filled her nostrils, a combination of burni
Guilt ate at him as he relayed his tale to Carine. She was overjoyed to hear Laura was all right but concern clouded her face when she heard about Tony, Tommy and the bomb.“You could have been killed,” she said without malice or accusation.“There was no other way to get through the thin without getting caught,” he said sadly. “I hate that I had to kill so many but there wasn’t much time to get to you before…” He looked away, unwilling to see her face when he asked his next question. “Did anyone..?”“No, babe,” Carine said. “Adnanter would have if Marrin hadn’t helped me escape but no, it was all threats.”“You said he saw you naked,” Vanadine said with anger and misery swelling in his chest.“Yeah but I didn’t think there was any kind of attraction there,” Carine said, pressing herself more tightly against him. “It would be a means to an end with him. He looked at me like I was less than, if that makes sense. Like an animal, cattle. He would have used me but I doubt there would have
Oh, fucking what now? She moaned in her mind as she heard the words Horann said.“There is increased activity among the guards, they are searching the citadel. It will only be a matter of time before they descend down here.”“They must know you have escaped,” Marrin said in a timid voice.“That was my assumption,” Horann agreed.“So what are we going to do?” Carine asked, nervously. “Vanadine can’t go anywhere and there’s no way we can fight off guards.”“Unless you have an army,” Horann said.“Actually…” Carine said after a few minutes thought.A groan came from Vanadine as he struggled up to sit against the wall, panting, pale and with a sheen of sweat covering him.“Van…” Carine began.With a massive effort of will and an obvious amount of pain, she watched in anguish as he got his legs under himself and tried to stand. Carine rushed to his side and placed one of his arms over her shoulder, helping him take some of the weight. He stood there, panting with his eyes squeezed shut, a
The two halves of him, only recently united, seemed to split once more.There’s no way you can even consider this. One part said. This is Carine we’re talking about here. What’s it going to do to you if you kill her?Yeah, but if you don’t do it and she dies anyway, how’s that going to make you feel? Knowing there was something you could have done and didn’t out of fear?The thoughts swirled inside his head as he recalled the first and only time he had used this power.***The fight had been brutal. Horann had picked a better known establishment this time, the Gilded Knave being frequented by slightly more affluent patrons than the dives she usually picked.It had been a shock to Vanadine when the fight broke out as she had led him to believe they were simply there for drinks and a meal. Horann had drifted over to the bar, elves watching her ass as she swayed through the crowd. Vanadine had continued his simple meal until he had heard the shouting..When he saw some of the elves pulli
She could feel the rough texture of his skin as she held his hands to her temples. Her breathing and heartbeat quickened in anticipation and fright.Is this going to hurt? Am I going to die?If you do it’s better that it’s Vanadine who will be the one to end you and not those fuckers on the Council.Carine swallowed as Vanadine began speaking strange words, his eyes closing as he prepared to drain her life force.What the fuck am I doing? She thought desperately.Thought was impossible then as a deep sucking sensation tugged at her brain. It felt pleasant to begin with but as the process continued it started to become uncomfortable and then downright horrific. Her vision faded, as if a mist had formed around her, deepening into a fog as she stared at Vanadine. His eyes were closed, his face relaxed as he sucked the life from her as if he had not a care in the world. A thought flickered across her mind...mistake...Yet it was lost in the maelstrom of exhaustion and overwhelming weakne
They had moved under cover of darkness, walking silently along quiet passageways and hiding in empty rooms when the occasional night worker headed their way. Vanadine was unaware of their destination as Horann led them while Marrin made sure any room they entered was unoccupied. The four of them had been forced to turn back several times in order to avoid servants or guards performing their tasks.Eventually Vanadine followed Horann down into the lowest level before they would be back in the carved tunnels, heading towards an area that was part corridor, part living space. A single, old elf lay on a straw mattress, several personal items surrounding him. A chair and table had been placed against the wall, a single lamp burning low to provide light.Horann turned and gestured for them to wait and Vanadine watched as she crept over to the sleeping elf and casually strangled him into unconsciousness. He glanced at Carine to gauge her reaction but she did not seem bothered by the act at a
They had moved under cover of darkness, walking silently along quiet passageways and hiding in empty rooms when the occasional night worker headed their way. Vanadine was unaware of their destination as Horann led them while Marrin made sure any room they entered was unoccupied. The four of them had been forced to turn back several times in order to avoid servants or guards performing their tasks.Eventually Vanadine followed Horann down into the lowest level before they would be back in the carved tunnels, heading towards an area that was part corridor, part living space. A single, old elf lay on a straw mattress, several personal items surrounding him. A chair and table had been placed against the wall, a single lamp burning low to provide light.Horann turned and gestured for them to wait and Vanadine watched as she crept over to the sleeping elf and casually strangled him into unconsciousness. He glanced at Carine to gauge her reaction but she did not seem bothered by the act at a
She could feel the rough texture of his skin as she held his hands to her temples. Her breathing and heartbeat quickened in anticipation and fright.Is this going to hurt? Am I going to die?If you do it’s better that it’s Vanadine who will be the one to end you and not those fuckers on the Council.Carine swallowed as Vanadine began speaking strange words, his eyes closing as he prepared to drain her life force.What the fuck am I doing? She thought desperately.Thought was impossible then as a deep sucking sensation tugged at her brain. It felt pleasant to begin with but as the process continued it started to become uncomfortable and then downright horrific. Her vision faded, as if a mist had formed around her, deepening into a fog as she stared at Vanadine. His eyes were closed, his face relaxed as he sucked the life from her as if he had not a care in the world. A thought flickered across her mind...mistake...Yet it was lost in the maelstrom of exhaustion and overwhelming weakne
The two halves of him, only recently united, seemed to split once more.There’s no way you can even consider this. One part said. This is Carine we’re talking about here. What’s it going to do to you if you kill her?Yeah, but if you don’t do it and she dies anyway, how’s that going to make you feel? Knowing there was something you could have done and didn’t out of fear?The thoughts swirled inside his head as he recalled the first and only time he had used this power.***The fight had been brutal. Horann had picked a better known establishment this time, the Gilded Knave being frequented by slightly more affluent patrons than the dives she usually picked.It had been a shock to Vanadine when the fight broke out as she had led him to believe they were simply there for drinks and a meal. Horann had drifted over to the bar, elves watching her ass as she swayed through the crowd. Vanadine had continued his simple meal until he had heard the shouting..When he saw some of the elves pulli
Oh, fucking what now? She moaned in her mind as she heard the words Horann said.“There is increased activity among the guards, they are searching the citadel. It will only be a matter of time before they descend down here.”“They must know you have escaped,” Marrin said in a timid voice.“That was my assumption,” Horann agreed.“So what are we going to do?” Carine asked, nervously. “Vanadine can’t go anywhere and there’s no way we can fight off guards.”“Unless you have an army,” Horann said.“Actually…” Carine said after a few minutes thought.A groan came from Vanadine as he struggled up to sit against the wall, panting, pale and with a sheen of sweat covering him.“Van…” Carine began.With a massive effort of will and an obvious amount of pain, she watched in anguish as he got his legs under himself and tried to stand. Carine rushed to his side and placed one of his arms over her shoulder, helping him take some of the weight. He stood there, panting with his eyes squeezed shut, a
Guilt ate at him as he relayed his tale to Carine. She was overjoyed to hear Laura was all right but concern clouded her face when she heard about Tony, Tommy and the bomb.“You could have been killed,” she said without malice or accusation.“There was no other way to get through the thin without getting caught,” he said sadly. “I hate that I had to kill so many but there wasn’t much time to get to you before…” He looked away, unwilling to see her face when he asked his next question. “Did anyone..?”“No, babe,” Carine said. “Adnanter would have if Marrin hadn’t helped me escape but no, it was all threats.”“You said he saw you naked,” Vanadine said with anger and misery swelling in his chest.“Yeah but I didn’t think there was any kind of attraction there,” Carine said, pressing herself more tightly against him. “It would be a means to an end with him. He looked at me like I was less than, if that makes sense. Like an animal, cattle. He would have used me but I doubt there would have
His scream caused her actual pain as it ripped at her ears, making her squat against the wall and sob, rocking. Halfway through, his second scream cut off abruptly, leaving a ringing in her ears. Carine stood and peered into the room but was unable to see much past the twisted form of Horann who was still burning him.“It’s enough!” She cried.“It is not,” Horann said, blowing on the end of the stick again before pressing it against his flesh. “I must get all the infected flesh or we will be back in the same situation in a few days.While she could see the sense in that it did not mitigate the fact Horann was essentially mutilating the man she loved and a mixture of hate and acceptance gripped her.She cause this in the first place! She thought.Did she? Or was it the three council fuckers? Are they the ones you should be hating?She was spared the sight and sound of the process but the smell was another thing entirely. A deep, cloying odour filled her nostrils, a combination of burni
The voices were incessant. Hitting the edge of his consciousness but not fully audible. Two were hauntingly familiar, the third alien to his ears. He was laid on something hard and rough, something light covering him and warmth coming from his left. He slept.“Carine!” He screamed, jerking awake.The room was almost completely dark and he was alone. Pain began, throbbing from his belly outward to consume his mind and a low groan rumbled from his chest.Am I drunk? Have I been drugged? He wondered as he lay there, unable to move.Weakness unlike anything he had felt before gripped him, making muscles ache with the smallest of movements. Confused and scared, Vanadine lay alone in the darkness until sleep took him again.When he next woke he felt the presence of someone else near him.Friend or enemy? He wondered.Even if it’s an enemy, you’re too weak to do anything about it.He supposed that was right and so simply cracked one eye open. The firelight cast long shadows but was able to s
Hot tears fell from her eyes as she looked into the small room. There was a sweet but heavy smell in the air and Carine knew it was infection from treating dogs with a similar smell at work.Jesus! Work. It feels like years since I was there.Vanadine lay against one wall, looking shrunken and small. The clothing that remained was torn and filthy, covered in blood, sweat and pus. A red, puckered wound rose from his abdomen, the flesh angry and raised, with a dirty, yellow discharge issuing from it. His features looked smaller, thinner and even his muscles looked more defined where his body had used every reserve it had to try and keep him alive.“What the fuck happened to him?” She asked of no one in particular.“I have been unable to speak to him much,” Horann replied. “The wound in his belly is from our fight in the Council chamber but these others were given to him by an animal outside. Other than that I am unsure what has befallen him.”“It looks as if he’s dying,” Carine moaned a
Gentle rocking woke him, the action making his belly ache where the infection had made it swollen and hot. Knives of pain made it feel as if his skin was ripping and a low moan escaped his lips as he slipped to one side, laying on the cool granite.“Vanadine?”He opened his eyes a fraction, staring up into her twisted features.“Horann?” He asked thickly. “I should have detected your scent.”“You do not appear to be well enough for such,” Horann growled back.“Where’s the girl?” He asked.“Girl? I have seen no girl,” Horann said, sniffing the air. “There is a faint scent but long gone.”“No,” Vanadine said, his mind puzzled. “Just here.”“You are ill, Vanadine,” Horann said. “I can smell the infection from here,” she added.“Yeah, thanks for that,” Vanadine said with a grin.“We were trying to kill each other at the time,” Horann said, moving alongside him to sniff at his body.“This is deep,” she said. “The wound needs cleaning and draining. “This was not me,” she said, looking at th