Tale of Chaos 2: This War of Ours

Chapter 21: Unescapable

Cyclone's POV

After everything that just happened, I didn't think I'd get tied up again...

But now, I was kneeling against the rough surface of a whipping post. My wrists felt burnt because of the hot metal that held my wrists against the wooden post.

Now, I was utterly helpless.

The door behind me creaked. I looked in its direction with bloodshot eyes. My anger stormed in me as I saw Chaot.

In her hands was a long crimson whip, turning a darker tone along the handle.

When I noticed the glimmering of the whip's end, it occurred to me that someone else had been whipped already.

I gulped.

Chaot walked around me, exuding authority with every step she took.

"Oh, Cyclone. Remember happy and sarcastic Chaot?"

I averted my gaze.

"I asked you a question!" she barked.

I set my jaw.

"Yes," I whispered.

"I remember when you first kidnapped us. I remember when you murdered Maia. I remember when you murdered---"

"You remember everything, I know! Now shut up!" she spat.

She snapped her whip across the floor, leaving a crimson streak.

I flinched.

"Tell me what you want, please. If it's reasonable, we'll give it to you."

"HA!"

She snapped the whip across the post.

It caught my hand, causing fiery pain all across my arm.

Just then, I realized I didn't have a shirt.

Hope Rocksworth doesn't see me like this...

No, Cyclone. Now is not the time to think of that...

"Do you really think that if I tell you, you'll give it? I know the nature of you and your friends. You are so nosy when it comes to what I want."

"So you believe we wanted to live a life like this? You think we wanted to experience seeing our friend's dead body? To watch death and be caught up in all this danger? If you are blaming us---"

"I am. But you must not know why I am doing this."

"Perhaps that's why you took me and my friends away again."

"It was because I always hated those three... guys. Ugh."

I looked up at Chaot, who stared at the wall.

"Their names were Marco, Colin, and Bern. You'd murdered---"

Chaot's face became one of rage.

"You don't think I remember them!? You don't think I remember what I did!?"

"What you did to them was murder!"

"WHAT I DID TO THEM WAS JUSTICE!"

My face showed rage, my muscles becoming tense.

"Then what about Maia? I suppose what you did to her was justice? You're an adult and you killed a minor."

"I did not kill a minor! I just got an obstacle out of the way!"

My rage pent up in my throat, forming a hurricane of fury. Finally, I released it into a loud, strenuous scream.

I felt wind catch up around me, caught in the middle of it. I felt electricity buzzing in the metal as I gathered up my power. I felt the electricity grow stronger and stronger----

CRACKLE!!!!

The metal melted from my hands due to the electricity. The whipping post ended up burning because of an electrical dome. The wind reached torrential speed around me as it blew. I covered my eyes for a while until the wind dissipated. My hands were free.

I got to my feet and ran for the door, ramming my fists against the metallic surface. I tried electrocuting it several times.

Unfortunately...

There was no way out.