Captive

Amici Mortem

Roselyn looks out of the window, observing the illuminated flower garden. A slight breeze glides through the petals of the roses, making them dance on their stems. The trees beyond the garden, an empty black void. A void that has no ending in sight, perpetual darkness. No luminous rays from the goddess moon, she is dead tonight. Nothing but stars litter the sky. Tiny radiant specks that highlight nothing but the heavens.
Rose opens and closes her fists, circulating her power through her hands. The energy tingles through her core, up into her thin arms, then down to her fingertips. She brings her hands up to observe them, a slight glow is present. It pulsates as if it has a heartbeat.
A sudden hand on her shoulder sends a sliver of fear jolting down her spine. She drops her hands to her side, extinguishing her power. Her body spins to stare into two golden-brown eyes, long lashes lowering to Roses' hands.
"How could you act so foolish!" Stella shakes her head in disbelief, "What were you thinking Rose? If it was not me then there would be severe punishment, then your death would follow."
"I guess I wasn't thinking." Rose shrugs and looks to the ground. "It's an exercise that I do, I guess it's kinda, um, second nature now."
"It should be second nature for you to think of the harm and danger you are in whenever you practice. You are never safe, anyone could be watching Rose!" She huffs out a deep breath rolling her eyes. "Anyway.." she grits through clenched teeth, " how is the spell coming along?"
Rose fiddles with her fingers and bites her lip. "Well, about that, um, I am behind schedule." She sends a worried smile Stella's way.
"What do you mean!? Rose, the blood moon is days away, do you not realize how pressed for time you are?"
"Stella, I get it ok? I know what the blood moon will bring for me. Death and rebirth into a pureblood is not my preferred activity. Do you think that I want to become a vampire, let alone a Pureblood?" Rose shakes her head in disgust looking out into the void once again. "I have made some progress. I can slow down the movement of the small creatures. I mean it's not freezing them per se but it's something at least."
"I suppose, but Rose, you need to work a miracle because you need to freeze Kayn with that spell. He is too powerful for us if you can not do the spell."
"Yeah I know, I don't need reminders." Her gaze flits back to Stella. Letting out a sigh of indignation she runs her fingers through her hair. "I-I, well, I don't know.. I-"
A slight shuffling comes from around the corner. Both their heads shoot to where the noise came from.
"What the fuck was that?" Rose asks, anxiety clawing at her throat.
Stella moves in a blink of an eye to peer around the corner where the noise came from. She looks back at Rose and shrugs. A nerve ticking in her jaw she says, "Think that is our queue to go do our tasks. Let us hope that it was not a peeper. We will talk later." She runs her hands over her red and white uniform before making her way back to the maid's room.
Rose glances out the window one last time, then follows Stella. Something feels off to Rose as she walks down the hallway. She inspects her surroundings. Nothing draws her attention, nothing that warrants such worry. She turns into the maid's room and looks around. Celeste and Alex are both gone. Usually, they would be lounging around waiting to do their assigned tasks for the night. Odd.
Rose tries to shrug off the weird sensation, continuing into the room. She grabs her cleaning equipment and looks to Stella for instructions.
"Tonight you will be preparing the food for the meals. The food for this fine night is spaghetti, so it is not too hard. The Instructions will be in the usual place, in the binder by the stove. When you are done, place the page at the back of the binder as usual. If you need help with taking the food down, call for me. After you complete that task you will tend to Kayns needs for the night." Stella smiles, not quite reaching her shaky stare, then departs from the room in a hurry.
Rose bites her bottom lip and puts her supplies back. A simple night's work. She makes her way to the immaculate kitchen and spots the binder. Her hand slides over the smooth surface before gripping the corner and opening it. The first page reads "Spaghetti". She reads over the ingredients which only contain four ingredients. Ground beef, spaghetti noodles, spaghetti sauce, and seasonings of your choice. Instructions read to boil water then cook noodles. Cook the meat and season. Drain the noodles of water. Drain the grease from the meat, then combine the meat noodles and sauce.
"Simple enough," she mumbles under her breath.
She turns to go to the fridge, her movements faltering upon seeing Celeste leaning against it. Her tongue darts to wet her lips and her crimson eyes drift over her body to Rose's eyes. A slight smirk plays at her pale lips before parting. Her pointed k-9s protrude from her mouth to rest on her bottom lip as she sucks it in her teeth.
"Can I help you, Celeste?"
"You, my dear human, can help me with many things. I would love to taste that delectable blood you keep all to yourself." she pushes off the fridge and saunters over to Rose.
Rose stands her ground and watches as the mutt closes in on her. Celeste lifts her hand to place a gentle touch on Rose's cheek. She smiles showing her fangs.
"You are a very beautiful specimen."
"I know. Now if you would, your unwanted flirts are impeding my tasks." Rose blinks at Celeste, unwavering. No emotion seen within those dead crimson orbs, an act of intimidation.
Celeste coughs and backs away looking down. To this Rose smirks. Celeste tries to intimidate so she feels superior. It doesn't work. She, in turn, shrinks and settles back down to her place. She is but a measly mutt and nothing else. A servant. Rose shakes her head from such intrusive thoughts.
"Master has summoned you to his chambers." she lifts her eyes back to Rose's.
Rose stiffens, her anxiety kicking up a notch. "Then we shouldn't keep him waiting." Rose flashes her pearly whites, "Lead the way."
Celeste spins on her heels, leading Rose. Rose glares at Celeste as they walk. Soon she will have the strength to get out of here. Before long she will be able to cast the spell and it will freeze anything in her wake. When she does, she will kill both Celeste and her pitiful mate. Delusional hope washes over her anxiety.
When they enter the room Kayn is sitting on a chair that's positioned in the middle of the room. His posture is nonchalant, with his left arm resting on the armrest while his hand holds up his face. His body slouched in the chair. One long leg extended,the other resting flat-footed, bouncing in impatience. Rose chances a look at Kayns face. He is staring straight at Rose. She immediately averts her gaze. She looks to see that Stella is standing to the left of Kayn, her gaze fixed on the floor. She notices that Stella's hair is not in its pristine bun, but messy with strands pulled out everywhere. Rose's eyes widen as fear and anxiety ticks through her body yet again. Her gaze falls to the floor.
"You summoned me, Master?"
"Yes, I have."
She looks at Kayn, his emerald eyes piercing through her. He flicks his hand and she can hear Celeste leave behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees some movement. She then notices Alex moving to leave, a wicked smile plastered to her lips and she winks at Rose. All a sudden it clicks in Rose's mind. Alex must have overheard the conversation that she was having with Stella. Her dread hits and her heart begins to pound in her ears. The oxygen seems too thin as breathing seems to be impossible for her. Her tongue flits over her dry lips as her mouth seems to lose all the liquid within. Thoughts begin to haze over as she tries to push the anxiety away, but it's no use. Worry plagues her mind about what he will do to her.
"My little pet, how naughty you have been." Kayns' growl snaps Rose out of her clouded thoughts. Her head snaps to look at him.
"W-what do you mean master?"
"Do not play coy with me, pet!" His shout causes Rose to jump. "I was blind earlier but my eyes are open to your insolence." He grits his teeth in anger, sitting up in his chair, "Your pure disobedience. You think that you can escape?" He tuts before standing.
He smooths his hands over his black suit jacket and proceeds to saunter over to where Rose stands. Frozen in the place she stands with her fear reaching a new peak. She sucks in a breath when his cold fingers touch her cheek, stroking it as a lover would. She can't bear to look into his cold emerald eyes any longer and averts her gaze to his tie. He takes her chin and tilts it so that she is looking at him again. Lips twitch into a smirk, eyes narrowing on the young woman, his grip on her chin begins to tighten ever so slightly.
He huffs out a breath between gritted teeth. "I am enraged with disappointment. You were to be my mate, and now you," He shakes his head before striking her to the floor, "you will be nothing! You will become nothing more than a filthy mutt! You will know my rage!" He grabs her hair, yanking her up to face his seething face before he swats her again and again. His grip on her hair stops her from falling. The stinging slaps makes Rose cry out. Desperately, she brings her hands up to shield her face, skin already swelling from the abusive blows. She's thrown to the floor, rolling a bit before ending with her face down on the carpet. Tears drop into the fabric, sliding off the bruising skin of the young woman. Kayn gives no respite and moves toward her again. He yanks her up by a handful of hair with one hand, with the other, he balls it into a fist and punches her in her chest with force.
An overwhelming sharp pain surges through her simultaneously as a horrific wet snap echoes throughout the room. She collapses to the floor, gasping for air that won't enter her lungs. Waves of pain shoot through her. Her legs pull to her chest as she grabs at the material of her uniform that clings to her. She watches Kayn peer down at her through blurred eyes. Tears pool on the ground beneath her cheek. He kneels and wipes some tears from her face, pulsing crimson starts to take over his eyes. After what feels like an eternity she's finally able to gulp some precious oxygen into her lungs. Her breathing is shallow and agonizing. wave after wave of sharp pain emanating from broken ribs. A sob racks through her body as she wraps her arms around herself. Every single movement, every single breath causes jolts of pain to course through her.
Kayn stands. Leering down at the injured girl he titters at her. He then lifts his onyx boot before bringing it down on her legs. Once, twice, three times, all while Rose lets out strained cries of pain. She tries to move away, but the pain heightens to new levels. Wails push through her dry lips as she writhes in agony.
Kayn kneels down to Rose. He grabs the collar of her maids uniform with both hands and rips it to expose her bruised and scarred chest. Frosty fingers place themselves onto her sternum, grazing her confined breasts. Blaze starts to light up his digits before surging into the flesh of her chest. Spreading like wildfire and sending burning pain into her. She cries out in agony as the crimson strands spread over her injured chest. Soaking into her bones and eating at her nerves.
"Please master it was my fault, not hers!" Stella cries from behind the ghastly scene.
In a blink of an eye, he has Stella by the throat pinned against the wall. Her feet dangling beneath her. She grips at the maniac's hand for release but they seem to tighten around her pasty throat. She squirms in his clutch.
"Don't hurt her please." Her pleas come out choked beneath his unyielding grasp.
Rose reaches her hand out to Kayn. With all the power she can muster she sends out the spell to freeze him. The lack of power makes her feel empty and hopeless. She drops her hand, crying out in anger and guilt as Kayns Blaze pulses through his hand and into Stella's neck. He forces her back to her feet and releases her. Panting out angry gasps, turning his head away from her. She rubs at her throat before an abrupt smack sends her sprawling on the floor. He straddles her waist and starts to swing at her face. Punch after punch lands with a sickening smack of flesh against flesh. Howls of pain reverberate from the poor woman as she tries to raise her hands to defend herself. Kayn lets out a low growl and grabs her wrists, pinning them both to the ground. He screams in her face, droplets of spittle hit her healing skin. Veins in his neck pop with blaze emanating throughout his body, lighting up the visible skin. He slams Stellas' wrists into the ground again and again. The sound of her wrists crunching each time they hit the ground is nauseating to Rose. She closes her eyes at the sight of her friend being mauled by the wicked monster. Stella's cries of pain ring in her ears.
Rose opens her eyes when she hears an appalling wet crunching sound. An ear-shattering screeching coming from her friend. Her gasp sends sharp pains through her wounded ribs, making her wheeze. The sight of Kayn twisting off one of Stellas' arms brings bile to Rose's throat. Skin peeling apart and blood spurting from the atrocious wound. Broken bone peaking through the river of blood. Only the very top portion of her marred arm is there.
Kayn throws the arm and it lands in front of Rose with a thud, sending blood droplets splattering onto her face. Dark crimson liquid squirting from the severed limb into the carpet. Rose's eyes rest on the limb for a second before shooting back to the horrendous moment unfolding in front of her.
Kayn digs his fingers into Stella's bleeding wound. His Blaze corrupts her wound, spreading like wildfire. Her scream is an ear-piercing wail that makes Rose cover her ears and tense her body. Sharp pains rack through her making her scream in turn. She starts to cough, a potent metallic taste invades her senses. The blood spurts onto the carpet in front of her. She curls into herself to comfort the pain that the coughing causes. Breathing is becoming very difficult for her by the minute. Painful, shallow intakes of breath aren't allowing enough air into her lungs. She groans in pain.
She averts her attention once again to her friend and the monster on her.  Kayn is now going for the other arm, twisting it, causing loud cracking to cut the air. Stella cries out again. Her body writhes under Kayn, her legs kick and she shakes her head back and forth. Screams lacing each second in unyielding pleas for help. With one swift pull and a nauseating ripping of flesh, the arm is being thrown across the room. It hits the wall behind Kayn with a loud wet smack before hitting the carpet.
He lifts his fist in the air, blood flying from the force, before landing onto Stella's defenseless face. The fleshy smack bounces off the wall, echoing in Roses' ears.
"You saw what I did to your mate and yet here you are, with your delusional ideas of escape." he growls out through gritted teeth. Shaking his head he grabs a fist full of Stella's hair bringing her face mere inches from his. "You were so obedient, such a loyal mutt, but now look at you...."
"Y-you killed the l-love of my life, how-how d-do you expe-ct me to not despise you for wha-what you did." her pained voice broken and with baited breath as Rose strains to hear.
Tears blur her eyes. Eyes that wander from her friends face to the bloodied, twisted flesh that oozes dark crimson. Kayn fists clench at his sides before they crash against Stellas bruised face. The face that was once so beautiful and elegant. The face that had no blemish nor scar, that's now battered and broken. The face that now is not healing anymore. Wounds that were healing so fast a moment ago have now stopped mending themselves. Does this mean her beloved friend is a kiss away from death?
"P-plea-se K-kayn" Rose gurgles through her blood.
Kayns furious gaze pierces through the haze of tears. Terror lances down her spine, stealing her breath from her burning lungs. He drops Stella's head with a thud. His face starts to morph into a nasty sneer. "Please what? Spare her?" his cackle pricks at her skin. "Show mercy for insubordination, for betrayal?" he tsks, standing above Stellas prone body. He looks down at her with indignation. Cocking his head to the side he continues "I think not. I. Will. Kill. Her."
And with those last words, he crushes Stellas neck with his black, leather boot. Bending down, he grabs the sides of her head and starts to pull. A strained scream falls from Stella's lips as her head rips from its socket. Rose slams her eyelids closed in revulsion from the grotesque scene. The popping of bone and the tearing of flesh echo through the room. The sounds make Rose clasp her hands over her ears. Pushing down on them in hopes of escaping the apaling sounds. Pain racks through her body, through heart, and through spirit, all broken. Regret spews forth from the recesses of her mind. Sorrow fuels a fresh wave of tears streaming down her bruised cheeks. If only she had been more careful Stella wouldn't be dying, she wouldn't have had to go through any of this. What an idiot I have been, she thinks. Her body slackens with grief, her mind swirling with self loathing and horror of what she made come to pass.
A hand on her neck startles her from the haze of sorrow, jumping as she hisses out in pain. Kayn stands above her looking down at her with hatred filling his eyes. A scowl tugs at his face, making him look like a true monster coming to tear her to shreds. Leaving no trace in his wake he will gorge himself on her, devouring her soul along with her body.
A wet thud draws her eyes down the head greeting her. Stella's mouth is agape with pain and terror stretched across her lifeless face. Ash creeps over the severed head as it caves in on itself. A sob escapes Rose's lips followed by a coughing fit. More bloodied spit sprays the carpet. She starts to gasp. Choking on blood and grasping for what little oxygen she can take into her useless lungs.
Kayn kneels down scooping Rose into his arms and pulling her close to his chest. Pain lances down her body making her tense in agony. Her state leaves the lips at her neck go undetected. The sharp pain of fangs puncturing her skin ignites a new wave of pain. Long languid movements pull at her neck drawing blood from her new wounds. Light begins to fade from her vision. Sounds muffled in her ears, taste is only that of metallic liquid that drips from her drooping lips. Life begins to fade from her grasp as the world goes dark.