simple perfection

The sire

Why was I alive? The thought resounded through out my subconscious mind.
I woke to excruciating pain... I sat up feeling pain radiate through every inch of my body. I was naked as the day I was born. I glanced around my surrounding. I was in a cage like an animal. Why those fucking piece of shit when I get my hands on them I will fucking rip them apart with my bare hands. I felt something stir with in me. Something dark,something cold and hungry. Hungry for death. Death of those that held me captive. I gazed off into the darkness from my cage. A blazing fury hit me in waves. This wasn't me this rage wasnt mine but it was intoxicating . I yearned for the bring of this rage. I could almost taste that intoxicating emotion. Days have past since I woke up. But I couldn't careless. I couldn't explain what happened but I felt drunk. Drunk off the rage and hate I felt earlier. I laughed to myself. I listened as the walls whisper. They were yelling at me...no one every listened to them the crowded into my mind. I felt dizzy. I closed my eyes and let them in. The slidding of the cell open snapped me out of my trance it shut the voices out, strangly I felt lonely with out them. I was dragged out of my cage. I bite and scratched like the animal they made me. I was thrown mercilessly into the white room. The walls had told me what went on in this room. Scar stepped into the room towering over my small form.
" look at me bitch" he demanded. When I didn't comply his iron tipped boot connected with my ribs. I whimpered. I was swamped with the bombardment of the voices. Their wails of agony playing over and over in my head.
"Look at me" he yelled. I refused to respond he stepped on my fingers crushing them. I wanted to scream but I had my pride I would never yield. Daddy don't raise no coward I was I a fighter then I will be a fighter now.
" so you think you won't break, well let me tell you something little girl we will break you, be glad I'm the one training you and not the boss he is true evil". Scar said softly almost gentle. Then he begon. One by one he broke my bones. He demanded I scream or call him master. I never did. I was returned to my cell. I lay broken literally. Sometime during the night I woke to a voice. I was sweating bullets and a painful tingle was all present in every part of my body. A cool cloth was placed on my head. Blue eyes almost navey stared down at me concern etched in his face. I tried to speak but no sound came. A small smile graced his plump pink lips. I stared at face. He was beautiful. Blonde hair almost silver,blue eyes and friendly face. He looked away from me. I sighed he was the first person I had seen since I was brought here. I smiled weakly. The next time I woke it was to a cold splash of water. I sat up not surprised that I was full healed the voices say that this was normal they told me I was changing into something else. I was dragged out of my cell by the hair into the room I was in yesterday. I was strapped to the table. I was tortured either all manner of tools from knives to blow torches. I was cut,wiped and bloody by the end I had no teeth or nails. My eyelids were also removed. I begged and pleaded for mercy. But I soon found that it meant nothing. I stopped begging for death. I no longer cried tears were for the weak. Every night for the past month Gabriel came to look after me. He brought me food,water and would read to me. I asked him how he got here he would only say he was born here. I trusted him with my life and I loved him too. I was worried each day the dark presence within me grew stronger. It whispered dark things in my mind. I had thought about killing myself but I knew I would only heal. I wanted vengance. I woke early in the morning Scar came as usual but something was off. Scar looked nervous. He tossed me some cloths all in black.I looked at him quizzical. I inspected the pair of skinny jeans and black crop top. Scar tapped his foot impatiently.I pulled on the jeans and crop top. It felt weird to have on cloths. He looked me over.
"No bruises or cuts "he asked
I didn't answer. He raised his hand to strick me but hesitated then dropped his hand. I smirked and stomped on his foot before waltzing out of the room. I waited for him in the hall. I was dragged to a hall I have never seen before. It was brightly lit with flowers and clusters of women standing and talking amongst themselves. Women of all height and beauty stopped talking to look at the new arrival. Scar left . I glanced around the room then took a refuge in a dark corner where I could see everyone. The door wing open and a man dressed in a black armani. His blonde was more golden. His chest broad and firm. Power radiated from him. He scanned room his eyes the coldest blue. I felt a stirring of the dark entity. She coiled and purred as if in the presence of royalty. I shushed her and stayed inconspicuously out if his view. Scar followed after.
"Ladies this is Lord Azriel" scar announced.
The ladies in the room twittered, curtsied and fawned. I stayed quietly in my corner. I could feel his piercing gaze all the way from the opposite side of the room. I avoided his gaze by all means. Soon after lord Azriel and scar left the ladies left to their room. I felt awcward being left alone. I knew the minute he entered. The cheerful atmosphere disappear. I sat rigidly refusing to acknowledge his prescense.
" Aren't you going to acknowledged your sire" Ariel asked. His was like honey and smooth like dark chocolate. I shivered. I stood quickly dashing for the door. A hand slammed against the door. His hot breath on my nape stirring the soft hairs. His lips gentle touched my cheek down my neck and nape. I held my breath. When I didn't respond,he let me go. I was sitting my cell when Gabriel came to me. As soon as he reached me he kissed me. Lovingly I clung to him as he took my virginity and we made love until morning. When I woke Gabriel was gone but I expected as much. Scar came to my cell as usual a big grin on his face. I was dragged naked to the white room. Lord Azriel stood by the table grinning. His aura flared when he saw me evidence of dried blood between my thighs. I struggled against scars hold. I manage to rip myself away from scars grip. I grabbed the surgical knife and plunged it into his heart. Lord Azriel just grinned. With a flick of his hand I was slammed against the wall. My head soon fro. The force of the impact. In a blink Azriel was in front of me. I looked into his icy blue eyes drew me in. I leaned forward desperate to feel his lips against mine. Azriel rose gracefully to his feet his eyes never leaving mine. I felt like I was drowning. I was shock out of my haze as I felt the restraints tighten.
"You fucking bastard" I screamed. The slap that I received echoed the bones in my face fracturing from the blow. I bit back the tears.
"I told you she was a tough one master" Scar stated. I gave him the most venomous stare I could muster against the pain in my face. I looked back at Azriel almost drowning in his gaze.
"Didn't they ever tell you eyes are the windows to the soul and that's where all our demons hide" Azriel informed me. I just stared back at him.
" what's it gonna take to kill you" I whispered. I hated that my voice sounded so weak.
"GOD" was his only reply.
I was torchered for hours. The endless torture was something I was used to but Azriels torture was of a different kind. He raped your mind plunging you into a world were your worst nightmare became your reality. For a month I was constantly broken mental over and over until I barely held on to my sanity. Gabriel still came to me the light to my darkness. I had a secret one I held closely in my heart. Gabriel would help me when he....