The Blood Empress

Bloody 43: The Torture Chamber

Bloody 43: The Torture Chamber

Roen Astrid.

The more I shed blood, the stronger I become.

Blood manipulation is a divine strength only a Darah could withstand. In the first place, we are born with bodies compatible with this power. However, being compatible is far from enough. In order to survive, we have to conquer our own blood first. Failure simply means dying.

How ruthless, isn't it?

Sabi ni ina, hindi nagtagal ang buhay ng aming mga ninuno dahil dito. Mayroong bata pa lamang ay binabawian na ng buhay at mayroon ding hindi na umaabot sa pagsilang. That's how heavy our power can be.

It was treated as a curse, a potent poison without an antidote, a chronic illness without a cure.

Several generations had passed and through years and years of endless research and studies, a certain family lineage had finally found a way to stop these deaths.

Remus Astrid, my grandfather, the man who finally accomplished this feat because of his sick daughter, my mother.
He discovered how our trait works and how there could be different manifestations of this ability. For instance, my mother who had a weaker body compared to the rest of our clan, have learned to utilize her power to pass down memories. She was a special case that served as a key to obtain more knowledge about our so-called curse.

That's when the Astrid family had prevailed. With my grandfather leading the tribe, he created trainings to further develop our trait, established a military force, accumulated merits and gradually, became one of the strongest clans to ever exist.

However, despite all these achivements, it will never change the fact that our trait works like a double-edged sword. The more we use it, the more we approach death. 

In order to take control of our blood, we've trained our bodies, minds and even our souls, surpassing the limits our body could handle. Kung walang sapat na lakas at kakayahan, maaari kaming patayin ng kapangyarihang nananalaytay sa aming dugo. That is the truth behind our trait, a memory my mother has passed down to me.

There is one thing I know for sure. The war that took place years ago, that war who took the life my brethren, it was not a coincidence but a premeditated annihilation. The question is, what would they gain by doing this?

What is their motive? Their purpose?

Is it because they are threatened of our existence?  Is it because of some dark secret they're concealing?

Or perhaps...

Muli kong naalala ang pulang mata ng halimaw na lumitaw sa academy pati na  rin ang sandaling pagpula ng mata ni Ashley. The fact that both all have connections to Grant Porter and Lucy meant something.

Umigting ang aking panga. Was it our power they desire?

"Open the doors for me, will you?" masayang utos ni Lucy sa dalawang gwardyang nakatayo sa magkabilang gilid ng pintuan. They bowed in unison, opening the doors without speaking. 

Umangat ang tingin ko sa kabuuan ng estrukturang nasa harap namin ngayon. We are currently infront of the torture chamber located at the back of the palace. Konektado ito sa dungeon na nagsisilbing kulungan para sa mga nagtatangkang gumawa ng krimen sa palasyo. Basically, this is where the old bitch brings everyone who gets on her nerves. They were imprisoned and tortured whenever she wants.

My eyes darkened, look at where I am right now. After blowing my cover, she immediately brought me here to discuss about our deal.

It only means one thing. She's about to force me into accepting her unfair terms and conditions...which was to be expected. This will be a deal where she's to reap all the benefits while I'll end up either dead or imprisoned.