Woodlands

Chapter 15

James groaned and winced as he tried to move his arms. It was dark and he could make out two dark figures outside in the trees.

"How can you!" Hissed Abigor.
"My dear boy you know the process."
"You never brought me here, Morax."
"Morax?"
"Am sorry your highness."
"Abigor my boy, this boy has different abilities."
"I understand. Will you mutter our enchantments and spells in his ears all night?"
"Yes boy. Now go."

Morax stepped in and the whole room lit up with candles. James closed his eyes trying to pass as if he were sleeping.

"James, James, James. I know you are awake."

At that James opened his eyes and looked at Morax.

"What are you going to do?" James asked.
"Well the most basic thing to start with. Mutter the dark spells in your little ears till you stop screaming, crying, grunting, groaning, and wincing. They will make your little ears bleed and to you they will sound like nothing but babbling until your ears are no longer invulnerable to them."
"Thats a way you dark ones use to torture others that are not dark."
"Correct, because they are vulnerable to them."

Morax stepped closer and James pulled at the restrains that cut into his flesh.

"Spiky vines, very useful aren't they Jamie."

As Morax approached James kicked him with his free legs sending him stumbling back. Morax growled and flicked his hands as more of the spiky vines came and he wrapped them around James's ankles tightening them as James screamed.

"With more pleasure I shall start with the strongest and darkest spells."

James shook his head the vines biting down on his skin. Morax grabbed hold of his chin and began to whisper as James shouted. He could feel his blood spill down his jawline, sticky and warm.