Chapter 23: Let it eat you up Alive

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The most powerful weapon on Earth is the human soul on fire.

Chapter 23: Let it eat you up Alive

After Myra's encounter with Citra, Vaas had her on a tight schedual. Before the first lights of day, Carlos would come get the brunnette for training. He made her run with him at his side for about twenty minutes, to Vaas's demands. She hated running, made her feel like she was going to explode due to the lack of air in her lungs. Next, Carlos teached her some hand to hand combat, which was much more pleasing then with Vaas. She learned his tricks, sneaky and stealth. Myra became familiar when it came to shooting and knife throwing. It was as easy as folding clothes, not like she ever did that, but still. Although Carlos tried to make it harder for the young woman, she was just too good. The girl had a gift for shooting and knife throwing.

Then, when the sun was high up in the sky and lunch called, Vaas took her under his wing. He brought the girl around other camps, putting a camera in her hands and asking her to film his captives. At first, she screwed it up big time. However, when Vaas made the 'rejects' dit down in huts, Myra had easier access to their faces and emotions. She tried to capture every flinch, cry and plea for help. Vaas had been very precise in only filming the captives and so rarely filming him. He made it easy for the rookie camerawoman, placing himself behind the captives, or simply going off the camera frame. The pirate lord inflicted such cruel torture to his captives. Myra had to block the thoughts of joining him to be able to continue her filming work. Vaas burned their chests, scalped them or sometimes, when he felt real bad, cut their members off. He loved to cut extremeties off, like fingers, ears, toes, tips of noses and obviously, dicks. Not that he loved to see dicks, he loved to take the masculinity away from a man, make him nothing. He proved his status of I'm-the-only-man-on-this-islan by doing so.

Next, when the sun was beginning it's descent in the sky, Vaas would bring Myra back to the main camp and hand her over to Timo for the evening. He never told her where he was going, but he made it obvious that he didn't want the girl to be alone. Timo made Myra cook mostly rice, beef and stew. She burned herself countless times over the fire, never complaining, which was how she delt with it. Her skin would simply turn red and burn, not a big fuss. However, Timo would apply some grody looking green substance to her burns after the supper was cooked. He wrapped her arms in gauze over the green 'healing' medicine he concocted, and told her to change the gauze every day. She enjoyed sitting alone with Bella at Timo's, listening to the laughter of the pirates, who ate out by the fire, and eat her stew and rice. They never let her have the beef, they always ate it all to make sure she never had some. To keep her out of his paws, Vaas sent her to the pond every two nights, which was great for the young woman.

This charade went on for a week, until Vaas started to cut her some loose again. Although she enjoyed the little routine, Myra wanted to do something else. Something more like... Vaas.

Myra was panting, her legs were killing her and her cheeks felt like they would burst with fire. "Keep going," Carlos panted beside her, encouraging her to finish her twenty minute run. She hated running, so much. Oh no, she despised it. Every step furthur in the trail was agonizing. All the brunette wanted was to rest, empty a pond of water and sleep. Although, she was getting better. She ran longer, her legs ached a little less and her breath kept steady more often. Carlos hadn't noticed yet, but the girl did. She was getting stronger.

"Mind telling me why the fuck Vaas is making me run?" she asked. This thing Vaas was making her do was stupid. She could now probably outrun half of his men, no doubt. Or, maybe he knew she had no intention on leaving... or staying. Carlos chuckled, dipping his head and catching his breath.

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