War Is Madness

Chapter Eleven: Try to break my spirit? I'll break you instead.

They tightened my shackles and put some on Rose as a precaution. I watched them closer than a hawk when they were around my Mate. Rose was still exhausted and was having a hard time walking so I swiftly picked her back up. Much to the annoyance of the Guards.

They wanted her to walk behind me and out of my line of sight. So, they could do what? I wasn't sure and I wasn't going to take the risk. I had my wings tightly tucked into my body as the Guards kept touching them and 'accidentally' pulling out my feathers as they urged me to move faster.

We were able to reach the cafeteria after turning down multiple corridors. From all the twists and turns I was entirely lost. More Guards joined as we reached a set of simple gray double doors.

It matched the dull off-white hallways we had previously been in. The only colour in this entire place was the dull blue marble floors. There was a sign above the door in a language I couldn't read. It seemed the distortion had a limit after all.

"Separate the male and female." The Guard holding the remote ordered the others around us.

Rose trembled in fright as they approached.

"How about we do this. I'll cooperate as long as I get to continue holding my Mate. Deal?" I proposed to the grumbling male behind me.

"Fine! Men open the doors. I don't have time for this shit anyway."

My beautiful Mate let out a sigh of relief and curled up as much as she could into my arms. The rest of the Guards were cautious in their movements around me. They treated me as if I was a cornered animal. Which in a way I felt like I was.

Especially with my alternate forms knocking on the forefront of my mind. But as long as I had these mixed materialled shackles, I was trapped in this form. As soon as the Guards opened the double doors I was hit with the strong scent of the forest and fresh lakes mixed with sanitation products. It made me feel slightly ill.

Nothing compared to the torture or the other females touching me, but it still made a momentary impact on my mind.

When I walked through the doors holding Rose. I noticed there was a multitude of different Mythical creatures all sitting at tables and eating a gray looking paste. They all turned to look at the newest captive with wide shocked eyes.

There were Elven Folk, Druids, Half-Kin, Blood Mages, Witches, other tribes of Sorcerers, Merfolk, and many other creatures I had only ever heard of. They all watched as I brought Rose into the cafeteria. The atmosphere inside the large off-white room plummeted upon my approach.

They were all broken in spirit and mind. I helped Rose to her feet and let her walk towards an empty table while I felt the presence of the Guards close in behind me.

As I turned around I noticed Rastus and Dendra being walked into the room with guns pointed at their heads. My wings ruffled in annoyance of the situation.

"Big Brother!"

"Quiet Prisoner!" One of the seven visible Guards scolded Dendra.

All the Guards looked the same, their uniforms created a sense of never-ending unity. I had a difficult time differentiating between all of them. There were only subtle differences in their facial features, hair and eye colour. But I didn't want to bother memorizing their names or faces since they didn't give any names and I wanted to make them all pay.

"Big Brother? What did they do to you? You're covered in scars!"

"I said be quiet!" The Guard yelled and struck my Little Sister.

From that, all Hell broke loose. I snapped and a roar escaped both Rastus and I simultaneously. We were both furious they would strike our sister. I quickly jumped upon the Guard who held the remotes to our shock collars. We rolled and he yelled out, scared for his life.