Quenchless Thirst

Chapter 9 ~ Careless

When I awoke we were in a tent surrounded by what seemed to be absolute nothingness, but as my sight ajusted to the darkness I could see five extremely pale men and 2 extremely pale women in red robes with hoods over their heads. Before I could ask what happened, who they were or where I was, I blacked out again.

When I awoke for a second time I was completely disorientated but willed myself not to faint. I was in a different room this time, I could tell this (even though the room was spinning) because it wasn't a tent, it had four black walls and a crimson red ceiling. When I sat up I heard a scream from across the room, it wasn't exactly a scream of terror or happiness it was more a scream of shock.

"He's awake!! He's awake!! Nurse restrain him!".

Just then about 8 of these pale people came in to restrain me. I dared not to try and break free, I was too afraid I might hurt one of them with my new abilities, so I just lay there, terrified of everything and let them drag me along to wherever like some child's doll.

I just closed my eyes and sobbed internally, I tried to cry like a normal person but I couldn't , I was incapable.

When I was finally dropped on the floor after being carried for what seemed like several hours, I was laying on a stage in an Amphitheater, being glared at by the same seven pale beings as before.

"Stand, child"

I was unsure which one of them said it because none of them moved their lips, not even to breathe. I stood as ordered and stared at them in pure agony, it was like they were burning holes in my existence, I didn't even know what they were doing, it just felt like a tornado colliding with a volcano inside of me.

"Child, you have never here before correct?"

"Yes", I answered, still unaware of who was speaking and to whom I was speaking.

"I can see the confusion on your face and the agony inside you, so we will stop interrogating you which in-turn should make you feel better."

For this I was EXTREMELY thankful, but as I tried to remember the pain, it didnt feel like interrogation, more like heartburn.

"Your name?...Child...Child what is your name."

I could see them becoming impatient so I decided to taunt him or her no longer.

"My name is James Sulivan and I have no intention of harming anyone or anything in this camp. I don't even know where I am. Where is Vic-"

The voice cut me off.

"Stop blabbering child! We know you have no negative intentions for Camp Knox, you will not be welcomed with open arms though. Both you and this camp are in the middle of a crisis, you will be subjected to training instantly. Report to Parker at the combat guild, Lilliana will guide you there."

Before I was lead out another voice spoke to me, "James you are part of something bigger than just the trials, at midnight tonight I will explain, but for now, you must complete the training exercises. I can tell that our interrogation was delivering a great deal of confusion and pain , be warned the trainers have stronger... techniques, than we do." and at that the voice retracted out of my mind, across the open air and into the crowd of pale people that were exiting the Amphitheater.

When I walked out the same way i was dragged in (I only new which way this was because I could see the blood streaks were my heels had been dragging on the stone) I was met by a girl dressed in all black and wearing a locket with a blood soaked dagger on it around her neck.

"Hello, I am Lilliana. You must follow me to the combat guild, once there you will be suited up and left to fight parker, he will also teach you how to survive in the demon world. You will repeat the same process tomorrow, the only difference is, tomorrow the trial training begins."