[Elsword] - Destination: Descendants

Chapter 17 - Amelia

[Ace's Point of View]

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Before I knew it, my top was taken off and thrown to the side, my mouth was sealed with sticky tape, and my back was facing towards the Ara-from-a-different-universe. The cuffs and chains remained tightly gripping my wrists and ankles to prevent escape.

I could feel the spear-blade lightly pressed against my skin, just mere contact; it wasn't enough to form a cut, yet. I attempted to plead for help, but it was no use, because of the binding.

Afterwards, she slowly moved the javelin upwards several centimetres, forming a bleeding wound. I wanted to scream, but they came out as muffled cries.

Again, she proceeded on with the torment, dragging the metal around my back at a leisurely pace. Marks filled with blood were etched, along with even more painful, unclear screeches and tears from me. She was torturing me, little by little. It hurt, a lot.

I wanted someone to rescue me. I was never the person who was there to save anyone, because I was the burden of the group. I was dependent one everybody else, especially Amelia. She was always there for me, and all I could do for her was to cover up her wrongdoings from the public.

I imagined Ame bursting into the laboratory to defeat this woman. I imagined her aiding me with my wounds. Just like Add, she has been my lifesaver and I was simply her puppet.

The drops of water from my eyes rolled down my cheeks repeatedly, dripping and dropping onto the cold floor. It was a stream, constantly running as long as the suffering and maltreatment lasted.

She giggled over my stifled shrieks. "Haha... hahaha! How fun~! ♥"

Was my real mother like this? I was scared of both of them now. Or really, Ara in general. There was a chance that her demeanor wasn't this psychotic, but there was also a possibility that she was far more insane. I was curious, somewhat, but at the same time, I didn't want to know.

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Eventually, my dampened yelps became quieter and quieter. My voice was hoarse from the crying and the screaming, and my throat felt sore.

"Hmm~? Done already? That's such a shame! I would love to hear more from you!" I could sense a sadistic grin from her, despite the fact that I couldn't actually see her face.

Why was she doing this? Why was she inflicting pain to me? Why? What did I ever do to deserve this punishment?

The end was drawing near. Blood was still trailing along my back, bleeding and leaving pools and puddles on the ground. The freshly-made injuries haven't dried up yet, my spinal column was a complete mess.

"So, how is it? Not very pleasant, I would presume~? If I was truly your parent, this would've been the perfect way to show my adoration, anyway. Hearts, hearts, and more hearts, carved onto your precious dermis!"

All I could experience in this confinement was pure agony. The harm was uncomfortable, I wanted to leave. I fancied to go. I desired to be with Amelia and Add.

I glanced at the bracelet that adorned my hand, which was close by to the cuff that restrained me. It brought memories of the good times with Ame in Ruben. At the playground, at the camp, at our house, everywhere in the locale.

I was going to survive through this, right? Amelia... I could almost hear her voice, shouting my name.

Soon, I fell unconscious from the loss of blood.

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---[CHAPTER 17 - AMELIA : END]---