The seven

Pain

Warning - violence and torture ***

Nadia ——————

Song : ginger - hello Mary

I woke to find myself on a cold stone floor with my body feeling strange as if I was barely in control of it. Obviously I could move my eyes since I was looking around, but they served me little since it was very very dark. And yet again I was thirsty , it was like I needed water to be around all the time. I would give up the mere existence of oxygen for water instead, I could already imagine the cool feeling of it slipping into my lungs.

I found as I tested it more and more I could move my fingers and then my hand , until suddenly I was able to roll myself over , off of my back and onto my side. Finally , the floor was hard and I was sore but I knew I was too weak to stand and look around , so this was the most comfort I would get.

I buried myself into my knit jumper , craving any warmth I could get , and tried to recall how I had got here. Not that I knew where here even was. The darkness was blinding and I could only see a small flame behind a set of bars on an opposing wall. I had no clue of the depth of the area in which I lay.

I tried to remember the morning we had woken in the forest. But at a certain point after I had told Defne to run , all I could remember was a phantom pain of falling to the earth while I was slowly paralysed. I remember the scuff of boots next to my face and a prodding at my rib cage and then only the rhythmic movements of being hauled away on the back of something that must have been a horse.

Once I had tried to remember all of that I felt myself slipping off into unconsciousness. I felt drained from the dehydration and shattered from lying on the hard stone floor. Being without water had removed me of everything I was ,every piece of my soul ached for it and my mind felt secluded in the darkness.

But as soon as I felt myself drifting into a peaceful sleep there was a clanging outside my cell. As though an object was being held in-front of the bars and pulled along to make a horrible screeching and thudding noise of metal upon metal. Repeatedly.

A door swung open beside me but without my energy I was fated to lie on this floor and rot. Rough hands pulled me up by my hair and I whimpered in pain. What the fuck had I done to deserve this torture already. But I was detached at the same time , it was due to the call for water. It was the only consuming thought in my mind , so I focused on it.

I was brought to meet the eyes of a devilish girl. A pool of red rimmed her mouth , and it was not lipstick. It - it looked like blood. I had smelled that scent before too, the berry blood wafting off of her smelt a small part of Gaia and strongly of my smaller winged friend, Sara. What had she done.

Her dark brown hair was braided into a half up style at the back of her head, and the flame in the background cleared my foggy vision and allowed me to see her black rimmed eyes and fangs at the corners of her mouth. She had warm coloured skin in an olive tone and a childish face shape. My hands were swinging below me in misuse and they glanced at her leather and metal outfit that seemed to be fitted for a warrior. Her brow was covered in a small circlet of metal too.

"Feeling sleepy are we , filthy little water nymph" she spat at me , not letting go of me for a second of relief. I could feel my hair pulling my scalp to form a dull ache all over my skull and I was still very groggy. I writhed in her grasp slowly , being unable to more much more than my torso ,but she cackled then,

"Your friends had much more fight, it's a shame they didn't get to see you. Your quite the sight right now"

The pain intensified tenfold and as I was being dragged out the cell I felt my consciousness  slipping once more. At least it relieved the pain.