Tillna
06-03-2007, 08:02 PM
I found it where it had been left. A rip in space and time itself I created so long ago. A laboratory I left there for the pure purpose of fulfilling my sick desires. Inside where torture devices, test tubes, chains, everything I needed to keep control of my subjects.
Today I had one of the Sin'Dorie with me. He was young, injured and going to die. I had healed him with magic that would tear him apart later in life, corrupt his very soul if left unchecked. I would have let him go, to live out a year in relative peace, but he had crossed that option from my mind when he spit on me. So now he hangs, twenty feet off the floor, connected to the ceiling by heavy iron chains around his wrist, his shirt removed. I walked to the wheel that would lower or raise him to the level I wanted, the sick smile of pleasure on my face.
"Now...let see what makes you tick little one."
Hukzazt turned the massive wheel, his shadow body morphing as my mind turned to the savage thoughts of my torture of the young elf. He twisted until he looked akin to an abomination of flesh then a being of shadow. Random body parts appeared from his dark surface to grab the wheel and turn it, then returned into the void of his body. When the elf hit the ground, the demon faded into my own shadow, as I called forth my newest companion.
It stood next to me, a grin like my own on its face. It appeared to be a Fel hunter, save for the fact that it was walking on two legs, decidedly female in it’s shape, in fact, it appeared to be more humanoid then beast. I had found it wondering in out lands and kept it as my pet back at my lab. What better place to keep such a creature?
It still had no eyes, no fingers, no hair; but it still could see the magic flowing through everything. She approached the elf, and turned to me, tilting her head as if to ask if she could play. I nodded, wanting to see what she would do.
Placing one of her claws on his chest, what would appear to be a braid lifted up and attached itself to his forehead, causing the elf to seize up. She was draining the mana from his body into her own. To steal from a thief was one thing, but to steal what he needed and wanted most? I couldn’t help but laugh as she backed away, bowing slightly to me.
I took my time walking toward him, slipping my gloves with an excruciating amount of focus on the action, as if my own life depended on it. When they both left the tips of my fingers, I placed them on my desk before I made a quick motion with each hand, as if to toss a small throwing blade to each side. Instead, the wrist blades I favored so much for this activity extended from my arms. Each was a dull yellow, same as bone, which made sense, seeing as they were in fact my bones. Each step after they were released from my arms, but still connected to my wrist, I ran them across each other, letting the sound of bone scraping bone echo through the mostly empty hall. This made the elf stir from his near death, to try and beg to me for his own life.
“Aie no chussin can ai zo dea fuy gah uhino!”
The trinket that let me understand them was not with me, but there were few things he could say to stop me. I placed the tip on his chest, right below where his throat met his chest, so as to make him drown in his own blood if I pierced him. I ran the blade lightly down, tilting my head as I watched the blood run freely down his chest. It was red, as I expected, but I could feel something else inside of it, something that was not there in any other races blood, but that was in my own.
“A trace of something…”
I flicked my wrist to cut his chest open, stepping back to attempt to avoid the torrent of blood and organs that spilled out. I found my self coated in the crimson liquid, the smile widening. With a simple thought, the blood all seeped into my own body to help sustain it for a bit longer.
I laughed and took a step fore ward, sending the blade into the elf’s forehead, to end his pain.
“Wait for me in the nether, and I shall let you have your chance.”
I collected the samples I wanted, and set down to figure it all out, the fel hunter human hybrid by my side, like a pet wanting attention.
“And now, what shall I do with you?”
Today I had one of the Sin'Dorie with me. He was young, injured and going to die. I had healed him with magic that would tear him apart later in life, corrupt his very soul if left unchecked. I would have let him go, to live out a year in relative peace, but he had crossed that option from my mind when he spit on me. So now he hangs, twenty feet off the floor, connected to the ceiling by heavy iron chains around his wrist, his shirt removed. I walked to the wheel that would lower or raise him to the level I wanted, the sick smile of pleasure on my face.
"Now...let see what makes you tick little one."
Hukzazt turned the massive wheel, his shadow body morphing as my mind turned to the savage thoughts of my torture of the young elf. He twisted until he looked akin to an abomination of flesh then a being of shadow. Random body parts appeared from his dark surface to grab the wheel and turn it, then returned into the void of his body. When the elf hit the ground, the demon faded into my own shadow, as I called forth my newest companion.
It stood next to me, a grin like my own on its face. It appeared to be a Fel hunter, save for the fact that it was walking on two legs, decidedly female in it’s shape, in fact, it appeared to be more humanoid then beast. I had found it wondering in out lands and kept it as my pet back at my lab. What better place to keep such a creature?
It still had no eyes, no fingers, no hair; but it still could see the magic flowing through everything. She approached the elf, and turned to me, tilting her head as if to ask if she could play. I nodded, wanting to see what she would do.
Placing one of her claws on his chest, what would appear to be a braid lifted up and attached itself to his forehead, causing the elf to seize up. She was draining the mana from his body into her own. To steal from a thief was one thing, but to steal what he needed and wanted most? I couldn’t help but laugh as she backed away, bowing slightly to me.
I took my time walking toward him, slipping my gloves with an excruciating amount of focus on the action, as if my own life depended on it. When they both left the tips of my fingers, I placed them on my desk before I made a quick motion with each hand, as if to toss a small throwing blade to each side. Instead, the wrist blades I favored so much for this activity extended from my arms. Each was a dull yellow, same as bone, which made sense, seeing as they were in fact my bones. Each step after they were released from my arms, but still connected to my wrist, I ran them across each other, letting the sound of bone scraping bone echo through the mostly empty hall. This made the elf stir from his near death, to try and beg to me for his own life.
“Aie no chussin can ai zo dea fuy gah uhino!”
The trinket that let me understand them was not with me, but there were few things he could say to stop me. I placed the tip on his chest, right below where his throat met his chest, so as to make him drown in his own blood if I pierced him. I ran the blade lightly down, tilting my head as I watched the blood run freely down his chest. It was red, as I expected, but I could feel something else inside of it, something that was not there in any other races blood, but that was in my own.
“A trace of something…”
I flicked my wrist to cut his chest open, stepping back to attempt to avoid the torrent of blood and organs that spilled out. I found my self coated in the crimson liquid, the smile widening. With a simple thought, the blood all seeped into my own body to help sustain it for a bit longer.
I laughed and took a step fore ward, sending the blade into the elf’s forehead, to end his pain.
“Wait for me in the nether, and I shall let you have your chance.”
I collected the samples I wanted, and set down to figure it all out, the fel hunter human hybrid by my side, like a pet wanting attention.
“And now, what shall I do with you?”