The Whispers of Shadows - A&A One Shots

female rage - pt. 2

**descriptions of violence and mentions of SA

Snow crunched under their boots as they made their way across a field. Snow whipped up and flurried around them, making it difficult to see anything in the distance. Aurora was entirely ready; gloved hands clenched at her sides, snow melting beneath each foot fall.

"Are you sure you want this? I can have General Pyry punish them in another way," Viviane asked over the rush of the wind. Aurora hardly spared her a glance when she gave one curt nod. Silence fell across the three females as they continued the trek across the field, down a hill, and into a large clearing littered with different wooden and stone building. Many soldiers that came to train in the camps lived in these barracks. Just beyond them was a large training field. Aurora bit back her grin when she saw just how full it was.

"We gathered just over a hundred soldiers. Some of your abusers had fallen in the battle of Hybern, so they are no longer here. These are the only ones our general could get confessions out of," Viviane explained as they neared. A tall and broad male stood at the large gate, his dark hair being tousled in the wind. His hand rested on the hilt of a sword as he observed the soldiers within.

"Pyry!" Viviane called out, making the male turn. His face was hidden beneath a thick dark mustache and beard, but his eyes proved his power by just his stare.

"High Lady," he bowed, stepping beside one of the many soldiers stationed outside of the ring. The fence was tall, the training field itself large enough to hold several legions. The captured ones within it now only covered hardly a quarter of it.

"General Pyry, this is Aurora. She is the female we have gathered these monsters for. With my blessing, she will punish them all appropriately," Viviane explained. Pyry gave Aurora a nod and stepped back. Two soldiers walked along the massive gate and opened it just enough for the three females to stand in. Viviane stepped forward, her strong voice carrying over the wind.

"I am your High Lady, and I have learned of your crimes. The horrendous acts you've done are punishable by death, though I cannot promise it will come quickly. Beside me is the female your hands have soddened. She is the creature that your diabolical acts have created. I pray to the Mother that she takes her time with you, and you beg for forgiveness before your death comes. Good luck, may the Mother have a place for your souls."

Aurora's eyes slid over each face clearest for her. They extended far beyond her sight to be able to see each detail, but it was plenty for flames to erupt beneath her skin. Some were grinning as if they remembered when she was a child beneath them. Some were laughing, as if Aurora could do no harm to them. Her favorites were the males kneeling, hands folded together with sorrow filled faces. A wolffish grin spread across her face, snow sizzling beneath her boots as she walked into the ring. The gates shut behind her, and her grin spread. Aurora cocked her head slightly, eyes meeting each male in the front.

"Hi."

Voices called out, names being thrown at her. Some even spit on the ground at her. One female, staring at each vile creature that forced themselves on her body, beat her, tore her apart. Her hands shook, but not with the fear she would've had decades ago. No, her hands shook with anticipation. Her gaze slid over the throats she couldn't wait to slit, the bodies she wanted to carve.

"Shut the fuck up and listen to me!" Aurora called out. Some of the shouts lowered to murmurs, some still mocked her and called her names. Whore. That was the one that earned flames to whip from her body and surround them entirely. She kept them small, only knee height for now.

"This is how this is going to work: I want a fight. Over a hundred of you against me. I want you all to feel just as fucking powerless as I was under that field. For centuries, I endured your wretched fucking acts, and look at me. I'm about to slaughter all of you."