Ria
Blood poured out of the multiple cuts on my body as Cordelia laughed from my right. That pshycpathic bitch had cut me and tried to cut off everything that you could cut off.
She hadn't gone for my arteries yet, but I wasn't a fool. I knew the only reason why I was still alive was because she still needed me to do her bidding.
I spit out blood and straighten myself, pretending the cuts and blood didn't bother me one bit.
" Are you done yet?" I used my most annoying voice to ask even if I wanted nothing more than to scream at the top of my lungs.
" Fine, I'm done" Cordelia sighed and let go of the kinfe, seating on the floor with her legs crossed as she looked at me. " Do you know why I want to do it?"
I stared at her. I didn't care nor did I want to listen to her rambling about how she was superior to me and everyone else.
" I just want everything to fall back into place" Cordelia's tone when she spoke was so sad and broken that for a few seconds I considered comforting her. She seemed broken and I could relate to that. Could've done it better if she hadn't spent the last few hours torturing me and trying to get me to admit to something I didn't want to, but still. " Is it that hard to what to rule the world?"
Cordelia's tone changed in the last second from grieving woman to psycho.
" You won't rule the world. You never will" My voice was coarse when I spoke, the taste of blood filling my tongue.
Cordelia got up and leaned in so close to me that even in the darkness I could see her smile.
" That's where you'd be wrong. I will rule everything, even if it means I'll have to exterminate the demons again"
" Again?" What did she mean by that?
Cordelia laughed like a maniac and turned around. For once I didn't want her to stop talking. I wanted her to finish her sentence.
" Again. I killed them in the first place. Well, my husband did"
" Wasn't your husband a cheater?"
Cordelia frowned and looked at me confused. For a second I had forgotten that she didn't remember me or hadn't recognized me.
" He is, but I've had many husbands. It doesn't matter to me. They're just playthings I can do whatever with"
Well, talk about crazy. The woman clearly wasn't in her right mind.
" How about you let go of me? You can rule everyone with your own power"
I knew full well that I was rage baiting her. I hoped it worked.
Cordelia groaned before she begun laughing hysterically again.
" Did you really think that would work?"
Yes. I thought so, but now I was beginning to doubt myself.
" You'll never get out of here unless you tell me what I want to hear"
I shut up, my mouth closed.
I saw the moment Cordelia lost her shit again. She was surprisingly easy to bait. When I had first met her I had thought she was a calm and controlled woman, but now I could say that wasn't even close to the truth. She was just a psychopath that wanted everything to fall into place just like she wanted.
She leaned in, her eyes gleaming with anger and rested her hands on my shoulders as she smiled.
I saw the chance and took it.
I moved my head as fast as I could and bit her hand, drawing blood. Her blood mixed with my own in my mouth, giving it a coppery taste.
Cordelia screamed and backed away, but I held onto her. She pulled with all her strength and took us both down, toppling over the chair I was seating on.
I found myself on the floor, looking at Cordelia underneath me. She was fuming as she hit me in the face.
Pain erupted everywhere, but I ignored it. I had to get out of here before she begun thinking rationally again.
When Cordelia hit me again my head snapped to the right. My eyes barely registered the knife on the floor before my body decided for itself.
I moved to that side, slithering as punches came from above and held the knife.
I smiled when I got it. I still couldn't free myself from the shackles, they were made of metal, but now at least now I stood a chance.
I tucked the kinfe into my clothes and played dead. Cordelia didn't hold her punches, her fists landing on my body time and time again.
The pain was so bad that I wanted nothing more than to die right now. All I wanted was to fall and never wake up, but I had to keep fighting.
When Cordelia finally calmed down I couldn't even feel my back, it was as if they had beaten me up for hours, which was ironically what they had done.
Cordelia grabbed the chair and pulled it upwards. While she did I kept me hands close to myself, making sure the knife hadn't fallen off during the fight.
" That was fun!" Cordelia smiled as she licked her hand, the wound from where I'd bitten her gone already.
How was that possible?
I stared at the wound, surprise written all over my face. Not even Allea could heal herself from wounds. How was an angel doing so then?
Cordelia noticed where my eyes where going and smiled, real happiness in her face.
" This is a little secret, just like yours. When I finally have your gift too, then I'll be unstoppable"
Looking into her derranged eyes all I could think about was that this whole thing seemed like it had been planned for a long time.
A question popped up in my mind and I wasn't able to get rid of it no matter how hard I tried, so I ended up saying it out loud.
" Were you the one who made Illiana betray me?"
Confusion spread across her face before a smirk replaced it.
" Oh, no. I didn't. She came to me telling me what you were capable of" Dread reached even the deepest and darkest parts of my soul as her words sunk in. So it was true. It wasn't even like they had forced her to do it. Illiana had been the one to betray me all along. She had sold me out, and for what?" The funniest part is that all she asked for in return was money and a few pieces of meat and vegetables. That's how much you were worth to her"
I couldn't stop the tears streaming down my face. I imagined Illiana looking at me, at what I could do and choosing to sell me for a few pieces of food. I remembered the way she used to smile at me and tell me we were family. Now I knew it was all a lie, but it hadn't seemed like one when I had taken care of everyone on her stead. Apparently I was only family when it was time to use me.
" Don't be sad, my dear" Cordelia touched my cheeks and dried my tears, her smile never faltering. Why would it? She had everything she ever wanted in her clutches. " When you tell me what I want to know everything will calm down again"
I didn't miss the way she didn't say I would be free. She just said everything would be fine, which could mean a lot of things, half of which weren't good.
" Will I be free if I tell you what I know?" I was beginning to get tired of everything and if I was telling the truth the torture had almost worked perfectly. I was tired and didn't want to keep fighting anymore.
Cordelia nodded so enthusiastically that I felt it even from afar.
"It'll all be over soon"
I scoffed. She hadn't said I would be free.
I had no hopes that anyone was coming to my rescue, the few remaining pieces of my hope that Arsheus would come to rescue me had shattered when I saw he wasn't here yet.
" Now, will you do it for me?" I could hear the hope and eagerness in Cordelia's voice as she asked. She was dying to have her own army of undead. I could tell her that they didn't listen to me, at most I could get them to attack, but soon enough they would go against me, but it didn't seem like she was willing to listen. Even if I told her she would probably say that I was lying and force me to call to them nonetheless.
It wasn't a bad idea. If I saw any I was killing everyone and everything, but I wasn't about to tell her how I did it. I wasn't about to do what she wanted. Only stupid people cooperated with kidnappers and would be murderers. The moment they got what they wanted from you they would have no qualms in killing you.
" I won't" I put all the hatred I had on those words as I spit, aiming for her head.
My saliva landed on her eye.
Cordelia's eye twitched before she took her sleeve and cleaned the spot with it, an expression filled with disdain and hatred all over her face.
" Fine, have it your way. You'll tell me sooner or later"
I scoffed. I wasn't doing that. I valued my life too much to tell her what she wanted and lose all my value.
Cordelia turned and opened the door.
The light attacked me and blinded me for long enough for Allea to enter and grab me and the chair.
When I moved I felt something cold inside my clothes moving with me.
Fuck, the kinfe!
I used my hands to keep it steady, all my attention going to that as well as pretending I wasn't doing anything suspicious, while Allea carried me and the chair down the corridors.
Cordelia followed behind us with a smirk, only breaking it when Allea put me down inside a cell.
Cordelia's smile turned into a frown as she petted my head.
" You should've listened to me"
With those last words Cordelia threw the keys my way and walked away, closing the door.
From outside I could hear her speaking to Allea, her voice soft for once.
" You did good"
I didn't hear what Allea said back, but I didn't care.
I was too busy taking the keys and freeing myself.
Once the shackles were gone I breathed a sigh of relief. It was great to be able to move as you pleased.
The first thing I did was take the knife and hide it under the straw that was supposed to be my bed before I turned to look around.
The cell was sereval times bigger than the one I had previously been in and it also had some light coming through the bars that made up the door, which I appreciated.
The cell was barren except for the straw bed and the chair that Allea had taken me in with. There was nothing I could use to escape. It was disappointing, but expected.
I sat down with a sigh, cursing my fate when pain spread all over my ass and back as soon as I touched the straw.
I didn't want to, but I had to look down and see how bad the wounds were.
I had expected it, but I almost retched when I saw the state my body was in.
It was so bad that there were chunks of missing flesh and I could even see the white of my bones at some points.
It was bad, but I couldn't fix it so I would have to ignore it.
I made it my mission to not look down at my body as I laid down on the straw.
I didn't know when Allea and Cordelia were coming back and I'd have to escape before they did, but I could rest for a few minutes. I wasn't stupid enough to think I was going anywhere without resting. I felt like shit.
I had barely sat down when I heard a laughter coming from the cell on my right.
I tried to ignore it, but the laugh was annoying. I was about to tell them to shut up when a velvety voice came from the same cell.
" This will be fun" I ignored the man and turned to look at the wall. " I'm Raphael, and you?"
" Shut up" I wasn't in the mood to speak with another prisoner. I wanted to rest. Maybe I'd speak to him later.
" I see someone's not in the mood" The man laughed and spoke again, this time with a softer register. " If you ever want to talk I'm here"
" Great"
The man chuckled again but shut up.
I closed me eyes and tried to ignore the pain. I was going to escape. I just needed a few minutes before I was ready to deal with the real world again.