02-06-2015, 01:05 AM
Floorboards creaked in a steady rhythm in time as Serine rocked back and forth on the rotting wood splattered with melted ice. She cradled her raw legs in an effort to ward off the cold.
Her oval eyes were red but dry, staring at her feet. What had she done wrong? She had always done as she was told. All of her teachers said she would be a great asset to the Custody when she grew up. She made sure to treat everyone with respect and kindness, even those who hated her long raven hair and unblemished pale skin. She had felt ashamed. How could she hate people who suffered because of who they were? It had made her want to hide.
That had been the story of her life so far. Lucky. Just weeks before she had come down with fever and chills. The doctors said it was 'the Sickness' and there was nothing they could do to help her. Most of the people who developed the disease died, yet she survived. She had felt ashamed all over again. She survived while others died because she was lucky.
Has my luck ended?
The latch on the wooden door jingled and Serine froze. Deep voices boomed on the other side of the flimsy door. She squeezed her eyes tight.
"Well well, aren't you a good little girl?"
Roz taunted in his strange thick accent. "What do you think Manni, should we give her a reward?"
Manni spoke in awkward and broken phrases. "Good girl. Reward."
Serine hugged her knees tighter before bracing herself. She opened her eyes. The two men in thick fur leered down at her. Roz had taken everything from her when she had arrived. Serine thought they were beggars like the ones she had seen on the streets of Moscow. The sight of her money had sent them into a frenzy.
"Please, let me go. I just want to go home."
She could not remember how many times she had spoken the same words, but it was all she could think of. They said they would kill her if she tried to escape and she had nowhere to run to. She had no idea what city she was even in.
Roz shook his head. "Too dangerous outside, missy."
The look in his eyes as he came closer sent a shiver down her spine. She pushed her back up against the wall. "Time for your reward."
Serine's eyes widened. Roz started to unbutton his pants. He grabbed her arms and pinned her to the wall.
"No. I don't need a reward. I don't need it."
She pleaded. The other girls used to tease her for being a slut, but she was still a virgin. The thought of sex scared her still. She was not ready. She was only fifteen!
Roz grunted and ignored her protests, slipping his underwear off now. One hand groped at her chest while the other pulled at her pants.
Serine struggled against the man's massive weight in vain. She was frail against his powerful grip.
"Reward. Reward."
Manni chanted from behind.
"Manni, help me. Please."
Tears welled in her aching eyes that she thought were empty of water.
"Reward. Reward. Reward."
Cotton ripped and Serine let out a yelp. No. This could not be happening. Why? How?
She could not bare to look at Roz as his hands groped her body but she was too afraid to close them. Instead she focused on Manni's gleeful face. "Help,"
it was a defeat whisper. "Please help."
Dread settled in the pit of her stomach with sick inevitability. Nobody could help her. Nobody would help.
The admission gave her some comfort. Warmth spread into her frozen limbs and she felt Roz's hands hold her hips. Something pressed up against her thighs and she jerked against his grip in revulsion.
Her eyes sought Manni desperately. Panic filled her lungs with nervous energy. This is really happening!
"Reward. Reward. Reward."
"Manni! Stop him! Please!"
"Reward. Reward. Re-"
The expression on the young man's face changed. He scrunched his nose up, confused.
Then he grabbed Roz by the throat from behind, yanking him off her.
Serine watched in horror. Roz was twice as big as the gangly youth, but Manni would not let go.
"Stop. Stop. Stop."
Serine closed her eyes when Roz slammed Manni's head into the wall. Still, he could not pry him off. She blocked her ears as the grunts grew more desperate.
"Stop. Stop. Stop."
The seconds that passed were agonizingly slow. She could not imagine something worse in her nightmares. When had everything gone wrong? Why did it happen to her? She had done nothing.
With a sick feeling in her stomach, Serine realised the struggle had stopped. She reluctantly opened her eyes and let out a muffled scream. Roz lay on the ground his face bloated and purple, eyes staring lifelessly at the ceiling.
She scrambled to her feet, swaying as nausea hit her.
"Stop....Stop..."
Blood oozed from Manni's scalp and red eyes twitched unnaturally before they stopped, just like Roz's.
Serine hunched over, falling to her knees. Her stomach heaved and she convulsed while the acidic burn scored her sore throat.
Edited by Michael Vellas, Feb 6 2015, 01:08 AM.
Her oval eyes were red but dry, staring at her feet. What had she done wrong? She had always done as she was told. All of her teachers said she would be a great asset to the Custody when she grew up. She made sure to treat everyone with respect and kindness, even those who hated her long raven hair and unblemished pale skin. She had felt ashamed. How could she hate people who suffered because of who they were? It had made her want to hide.
That had been the story of her life so far. Lucky. Just weeks before she had come down with fever and chills. The doctors said it was 'the Sickness' and there was nothing they could do to help her. Most of the people who developed the disease died, yet she survived. She had felt ashamed all over again. She survived while others died because she was lucky.
Has my luck ended?
The latch on the wooden door jingled and Serine froze. Deep voices boomed on the other side of the flimsy door. She squeezed her eyes tight.
"Well well, aren't you a good little girl?"
Roz taunted in his strange thick accent. "What do you think Manni, should we give her a reward?"
Manni spoke in awkward and broken phrases. "Good girl. Reward."
Serine hugged her knees tighter before bracing herself. She opened her eyes. The two men in thick fur leered down at her. Roz had taken everything from her when she had arrived. Serine thought they were beggars like the ones she had seen on the streets of Moscow. The sight of her money had sent them into a frenzy.
"Please, let me go. I just want to go home."
She could not remember how many times she had spoken the same words, but it was all she could think of. They said they would kill her if she tried to escape and she had nowhere to run to. She had no idea what city she was even in.
Roz shook his head. "Too dangerous outside, missy."
The look in his eyes as he came closer sent a shiver down her spine. She pushed her back up against the wall. "Time for your reward."
Serine's eyes widened. Roz started to unbutton his pants. He grabbed her arms and pinned her to the wall.
"No. I don't need a reward. I don't need it."
She pleaded. The other girls used to tease her for being a slut, but she was still a virgin. The thought of sex scared her still. She was not ready. She was only fifteen!
Roz grunted and ignored her protests, slipping his underwear off now. One hand groped at her chest while the other pulled at her pants.
Serine struggled against the man's massive weight in vain. She was frail against his powerful grip.
"Reward. Reward."
Manni chanted from behind.
"Manni, help me. Please."
Tears welled in her aching eyes that she thought were empty of water.
"Reward. Reward. Reward."
Cotton ripped and Serine let out a yelp. No. This could not be happening. Why? How?
She could not bare to look at Roz as his hands groped her body but she was too afraid to close them. Instead she focused on Manni's gleeful face. "Help,"
it was a defeat whisper. "Please help."
Dread settled in the pit of her stomach with sick inevitability. Nobody could help her. Nobody would help.
The admission gave her some comfort. Warmth spread into her frozen limbs and she felt Roz's hands hold her hips. Something pressed up against her thighs and she jerked against his grip in revulsion.
Her eyes sought Manni desperately. Panic filled her lungs with nervous energy. This is really happening!
"Reward. Reward. Reward."
"Manni! Stop him! Please!"
"Reward. Reward. Re-"
The expression on the young man's face changed. He scrunched his nose up, confused.
Then he grabbed Roz by the throat from behind, yanking him off her.
Serine watched in horror. Roz was twice as big as the gangly youth, but Manni would not let go.
"Stop. Stop. Stop."
Serine closed her eyes when Roz slammed Manni's head into the wall. Still, he could not pry him off. She blocked her ears as the grunts grew more desperate.
"Stop. Stop. Stop."
The seconds that passed were agonizingly slow. She could not imagine something worse in her nightmares. When had everything gone wrong? Why did it happen to her? She had done nothing.
With a sick feeling in her stomach, Serine realised the struggle had stopped. She reluctantly opened her eyes and let out a muffled scream. Roz lay on the ground his face bloated and purple, eyes staring lifelessly at the ceiling.
She scrambled to her feet, swaying as nausea hit her.
"Stop....Stop..."
Blood oozed from Manni's scalp and red eyes twitched unnaturally before they stopped, just like Roz's.
Serine hunched over, falling to her knees. Her stomach heaved and she convulsed while the acidic burn scored her sore throat.
Edited by Michael Vellas, Feb 6 2015, 01:08 AM.
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