Cities Of The Shifters ( Book Cover Done And Credit Goes To @MeowSniper Thanks)

Torture

After receiving a text from Ky informing him of where Roxanne was being held, Cedric decided to pay her a visit. He was hoping she'd be alive still, as he hadn't yet had chance to participate in her torture himself yet & that's something he most certainly wished to do. Wearing a tailor made suit, he headed down into the bunker that was deep within Initia territory. The halls were dark, damp & smelt rotten. He grimaced momentarily when he entered the room at the end of the corridor, a blond figure stood chained to the wall looking quite weak. He smiled, pulling out a bottle of water from his bag & handing it to her. "Well look at you, Roxanne. They've really gone to town on you." He winked.

Today was one of those days. They liked to change things up, stretch things out at odd intervals, just to keep her guessing. It had felt like a while since she had been visited last so it wasn't much of a surprise when four guards had entered pulling her from the small cage that was her holding cell. Roxy had fought back, breaking at least two bones one being the nose of the ugly guy who had dared try and grab her hair. The Phoenix had earned herself a solid punch to the stomach for that one. They punishment had lasted for what seemed like ages. Pain became her whole being, an ocean of

sensation that she rode on. The crests coming with each blow. Eventually they had tired, leaving her slumped on the floor with both hands hanging limply in the chains. The slipped in and out of consciousness allowing her mind to drift in and out of the black mire of her thoughts. The door opened again though this time the voice was a sickening English drawl that made her want to curl her lip in disgust. Instead she forced a smile opening her golden eyes to look up at him. "Actually we've been having a grand time. I think you need to teach your people the finer art of torture. This more of a tickle session than anything." She giggled though it came out a little hysterical even to her own ears.

Raising a stern brow toward her, Cedric noticed she hadn't taken the bottle of water from his & so instead he removed the lid, stepped forward & used his free hand to force her mouth open. Pouring some of the content into her mouth & sighing. "You know, we don't want you getting too dehydrated. People can die from it. We don't want that... At least not yet anyway." He spoke with a lustful look in his eyes, Ced had been looking forward to exacting revenge. Removing the bottle back from the Phoenix he poured the rest of the content on the ground in front of her, turned on the soles of his boots & knelt down to pull a few things from his bag. "You know, I admire how tough you are." He mumbled while getting back up holding a needle in his hand. "I expected you to have given up by now." The cocktail within the needle was a mix of highly concentrated acid, bleach & a drug that causes illusions. He took her wrist, locating the vein & gently forcing the needle to penetrate her flesh, letting the cocktail flow into her bloodstream. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Hatred and rage boiled up in her system, her eyes glazing scarlet as she glared at him. This wasn't anything new. She had been through this whole song and dance once before and it never got easier. One only got more resilient at dealing with the pain and degradation. The Phoenix had ignored the bottle of water, dehydration wasn't something they worried about too much, unfortunately he surprised her, grabbed her face and forcing some of the liquid down her throat. Her hands wrapped around the chains anchoring her body so that he legs lashed out at him as she spit the offending liquid back at him. The manoeuvre didn't have as much power as it should have but given her weakened state it was a miracle she could still lift her body. Time had ceased to exist within this hell of hers so there was no telling how long she had been in here. Her head hung down, exhaustion from that small move weighing her down. Her ears picked up his speech, disgusting accent and all, her brain slowly processing what he was saying. Her blonde head whipped up as he came toward her with a needle, desperation fuelling her movements as she struggled against the chains. The four other Initia in the room moved to hold her down, even so she managed to slam one against the wall connecting her knee with his face. The chains hindered her ability to block though so the blow to the stomach knock the wind from to the the extent that she barely felt the needle penetrate her skin. Roxy sucked in air groaning both from the pain of the blow and from the sudden searing pain that raced along her nerve endings. Her head swam and her vision went blurry. "B******." She panted.