A day before the birth of a demon lord...
I don't know how long I was asleep for but the terror I felt upon waking didn't ease the pain I now felt all over my body. I was dizzy and shaking, with every nerve in my body fully alert. It was dark, damp and All I could see was ahead of me; which happened to be barred off. Was I in an underground cage? My wits raced and I shook violently at the horrible thoughts that began to plague my mind.
"You're finally awake my pet." the voice that called to me was sweet in sound; but dreadfully familiar. How could I forget the voice of the smiling, deranged, monster that cut me to pieces ?! the only thing that separated us are these metal bars and I doubted it would hold out if she attempted to assault me.
"Why the long face?" she came closer to the bars then ever so lightly touched one with her hands. I scurried away from her as far as my confines would allow. The abrupt amount of unadulterated fear that rose within me made my head spin and I began to cry.
"Oh my pet are you traumatized?" She lulled. It was soothing to the ear, however this only put me more on edge.
Where am I? Why am I here? what was she going to do to me? Is there a way out?! No.. Help! Help!! Someone!!!
"Someone! Someone!! Help!!" My thoughts began to pour out of my mouth like heavy rain. I screamed as she stared at me with an ever growing wicked smile. I don't want to die...I don't want to die.. I don't! My thoughts repeated as my voice grew low and hollow.
I looked at the ground, while weezing helplessly. After a short silence I heard a low giggle that bounced off the walls in an almost haunting way;It grew louder and louder until it contorted into an awful, wicked cackle. I raised my head to see the evil beauty in front of me laughing heartily. I had no strength left to say words so I could only stare with hateful disgust.
"Have you realized your own helplessness?" Her innocent expression made my stomach churn. How could something so evil look so pure? I could only wince in response which brought another creepy smile to her face. She rubbed the bars with one hand as if contemplating something; at least there was a barrier between us.
"Pet do you know the trouble you've caused?" She asked with a pout. I thought back hastily; trying to figure out where my life went wrong. I was an information broker; originally I started working at that inn in the slums to get information on the blackmart for a low ranking noble. I had heard rumors that noble women were being kidnapped by the blackmarket. Later I then witnessed something strange happen. A vampire was taken to the private V.I.P room by Owen who referred to him as Master. Of course I reported this to that noble's layman; from there I further investigated, and found that something strange with the vampire was indeed going on. That Vampire had returned many times after that initial encounter. Vampires weren't allowed to own bars; Monsters weren't allowed in cities even if it was the slums. After creating a hypothesis of the situation I reported again. Could it be..
"Oooh what a funny expression." She said cutely. I closed my eyes accepting my fate. Even if I tried there was no way in hell I would win a fight against her. Despite her tiny, fragile appearance she was able to cut me too bits.
"Listen pet, my lover wants you alive so I wont kill you." I breathed a sigh of relief at those words. I would survive this traumatic experience. But something wasn't right; if they didn't plan to kill me in the first place why did she put me through all this?
"But; we don't trust you to keep your mouth closed so..." Her hand slid down, then went through one of the metal bars as if it was made of air. My mind being overtaken by fear screamed. How?!
"From this night onward you'll be my pet. Everything you discover Is ours; Your dreams, your home, your life." Her low seductive voice held a giddy and dark edge. The aroma of something both calming and delicious over took my senses; My mind went numb. I could feel the pressure of something cold along my neck; but I didn't mind it. I was swimming in euphoria and my sight was rose colored.
Just as I thought I was drifting into sleep a sharp pain in my neck woke me from my reluctant trance. I screeched, feeling the hot, stinging sensation as it spread throughout my body. I could feel every inch of myself being stabbed by a wave of tiny needles. My mind echod my screams as something dark and foreign seemed to press it's will upon me. Everything seemed to blur for a moment and all I could do was stare into a colorful murky mess.
"Feeling better?" The voice was familiar but insincere; My eyes shot to the familiar presence that was now in front of my cage. His long black hair was tied back; though he was wearing casual clothing his stance and aura alone could put any noblemen to shame. Not wanting to confront him I felt my gaze drift to the floor .
"How rude. Jara you should teach your pets better." He said and the monster woman Jara replied.
"I just got him love; he isn't broken yet." What was I to them;some kind of animal?! I felt a whirlwind of injustice; in indignation I looked up at them defiantly.
"Just look at it. Isn't it cute?" The monster named Jara cued at me. I felt a mix of disgust and arousal. Why'd she have to be evil..?
"I love it when I get them before their wills are cracked." The blissful look that lit up her face sent fearful shivers down my spine. What was she planning to do to me?!
"Enough." The dark haired man said as he strided forward. The metal bars again as if made of air gave way and did nothing to stop the beings in front of me. I heard a small giggle as I was lifted by the neck; the confusion on my face was as obvious as day and night.
"It's an illusion; Did you think the bars in front of you were real this whole time?!" She asked, shocked but gleeful.
"How naive. I was sure you'd have figured it out when I passed through them." She mocked; her condescending voice held a hint of amusement that mortified and plunged me further into despair. There was no safe place, not once did I nor will I ever have a place to hide from these two. I felt tears of humiliation and misery.
"Why?!" I shouted in desperation. Why did she toy with my mind like that?! The man who held me off the ground by the neck; pushed me into the face of the evil Jara. she smiled like a cat did to a mouse.
"Despondency." She cortled. She made it sound obvious; summarizing my suffering down to a single word like it was nothing. I looked back at her and she began to speak again.
"I want you in a state of desolation, misery, and sorrow; so that you can feel the same bleakness that I have for all these 400 years. Suffer....Suffer, suffer! Suffer!! Suffer!!!" She screamed repeatedly in my face with a maniacal laughter. I could feel my face stretch into a look of utter horror. This girl was an absolute abomination. What act of the gods made her this way?! She stopped suddenly; looked at me, then threw her head back with another howel of laughter. The way she contorted her face, twisting her body as her crazed laughter echoed off the walls was enough to disturb the mind.
"That's enough Jara." The man spoke calmly as if unphased by the overwrought scene; he pulled me away from the hysterical woman and I felt a little greatful. I didn't want to be that close to crazy ever again.
"I have just a few questions for you Philip." He placed me in a chair a little ways away from my confinements. I looked over at it and noticed the bars were completely gone; It really was an illusion the whole time. I could have been killed at any time, I can still be killed at any time. there is no one and nothing that would save or even spare me an extra second of life.
As if he could see where my mind was; the black haired man from before grabbed me by the chin and said.
"Focus." Our eyes met and I felt oddly calm all of a sudden. He released me and began to question me.
"Who sent you." I didn't want to talk at first but I knew I was in no position to defy them. I was strangely rational but I could feel the panic, fear, and sorrow like an undercurrent beneath this eerie calm.
"I was sent to investigate by some lower noble. I don't know the house name or the face of the individual who contacted me; they wore a mask. I just know it was a man and that they were from a noble family due to the quality of attire. I am not well known in the worst way; so I assume whomever seeks me out are of a lower hiearchy. " I resisted the urge to babble knowing it could get me killed in this kind of situation. The man silently watched me with his red eyes. I don't know why I did it but I couldn't help but stare. His abnormal red eyes against the pale of his skin was fascinating; he had such fine features for a man...
"What was the last thing you reported?" His voice recaptured my attention and I replied.
"My last report was more of a hypothesis. My initial goal was to figure out what was happening with the largest tradesman in the black market. I reported that there was a chance the nobles being captured; were being feed to a vampire that had ties to the largest group of human traffickers in the blackmarket." selling high quality slaves was a profitable business. the more beautiful or useful the person the more they went for on the market; and nothing was more beautiful or clever than a noble. selling them to other traffickers who then sold them to foreign countries made it harder to track them down or sometimes at all.
The beautiful man nodded, causing his thick black hair to sway slightly. I had to look away then; realizing where my thoughts were going as a straight man. Vampires were truly frightening individuals.
"That'll be all Philip." He said. Then with a snap of his fingers the sudden calm that I had felt was gone. Like a flood gate being opened; all the misery and fear I had felt washed over me. I hunched over feeling the weight it placed on my mind with the pain that I had forgotten in its wake cripple me.
"You may take back your pet Jara." He said it as if he was handing in a borrowed book he found boring. With dismay I looked into her rose colored eyes; full of degeneracy and screamed.