Chapter Song: Superchick - Beauty From Pain
HUGE WARNING: There is another very dark and very horrible scene in this chapter. If you are sensitive to (SPOILER) rape, then I highly suggest you watch out for the further warning. I will tell you when it begins and when it ends, so just look out for that.
For those of you that do read it, I'm very sorry.
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I tried to move myself over to where Myrina was, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was locked in place. How long had we been out? Where are we? What's gonna happen to us? There were so many questions swirling around in my mind. I tried to bring my hands together, but I felt a tug and I unfortunately realized that my hands were bound. Shit, that can't be good.
Myrina seemed to come to this realization shortly after me. She groaned against the duct tape over her mouth, but couldn't move at all.
There was a rattle and before I knew what was going on, a light filled up the space Myrina and I were stuck in. I squinted when the light consumed my vision. Then they came in. Dark Angels. Dressed entirely in black, wearing masks over their faces to make them appear anonymous. I ground my teeth together harshly, until my jaw was hurting.
About four anonymous Dark Angels entered in the darkness with us. And then one without a mask crawled inside.
It was so dark, I couldn't see her. But I could tell by the wavy, long blonde hair and petite figure that it was a girl. I could see her face turn toward me, but the darkness only outlined her jaw, so I could see when she spoke. Two horns poked out from her forehead. She settles her eyes on me for a long time, before saying, "Bring them to Paine."
That voice... Paine?
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The anonymous Angels dragged Myrina and I by the chains around our wrists out of the box car. When we stepped outside, I could see where we'd been taken. An abandoned train station. Several trains were left alone together, frozen on the train tracks. Nature had overtaken them and formed some kind of hiding place for the Dark Angels. We could see them sitting inside the box cars, talking to one another, fighting each other. As we passed a fire pit, I could see two Dark Angels viciously beating a civilian. I had to look away.
We were brought to the very end of the train tracks, where a tent was positioned in black. A red symbol was stitched into the fabric of the tent. A symbol of evil. Cerberus's webbed wing. The flaps were pulled aside and the anonymous Angels pushed us inside, then closed up the flaps, but not before letting in the blonde woman, whom I still haven't even looked to see who she was yet.
Inside the tent, was another woman, dressed in black and white. But not like her shirt was white and her pants were black... she was wearing a uniform in which her right half was white, and her left side was black. That was the same with her hair as well, black and white right down the middle, it went all the way down to her shoes, back up to her gloves. She had her back turned to us and I could see she was pouring something in a fine wine glass.
"Paine." The woman that had brought us here spoke. "I've brought them."
"Good job." The woman said with a slight hiss to her voice. Like she was a snake. She sighs and turns her back away from us, so I could set my eyes on her. She was beautiful. Impossibly so. I lowered my eyebrows when I saw how alluring she was to even look at. She smirks when she notices my stare going on for too long. "Mm... so the Pariah lives."
I growl behind the duct tape at her.
Paine looks at the blonde woman, who's stationed behind us. "Dear... release the Pariah and her friend from that awful grey tape." She orders gingerly, even smiles afterwards.
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The Pariah
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