Mayhem

Alekzander Guierro


Gwen Williams


Gemma Ashburn


Blaine Brown

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Alek stalked the perimeter of the small eleven town as if it were his prey. Technically it was. They were about to do a very important mission in this small town. Aleks and his men were going to raid it, capturing a few hostages and killing others. This was war. This is what had to be done. They've been at war with the Eleves since he could remember, there was never a time when they weren't at one another's throats. The demon world hated the eleven world just as much as they hated them. Honestly, the fight was so old that Aleks had to think for a few minutes why it even was going on to begin with. He did secretly hope that one day it something would happen that it would be over with. Aleks finally finished scoping out every entrance and exit of the small village, biting down on his lower lip as he gave his men a small nod. A few jumped down from trees into the village, others running in at lighting speed. Aleks just casually walked in, a small smirk on his face as he began setting a few fires. He looked around for some fresh meat he could take home to play with, hoping there were some pretty faces he'd enjoy.

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Gemma sighed softly as she sat on the edge of the fountain in the middle of town, looking around. She had this really off feeling as if something terrible was going to happen. She just had no idea what though. Gemma knew that it was all just in her head and that she needed to calm down. But ever since the village she was in last had gotten raided, she's always been really paranoid. It was such a gruesome thing to witness and thankfully she had gotten out before anything happened. Gemma frowned, shaking her head and getting up. She needed something to distract herself. Though, she really wasn't sure what she should do right now, anything was better than sitting there driving herself crazy. Gemma decided to see what her brother was up to, knowing he always had a few exciting tricks up his sleeves. Whenever she was down her brother always knew how to cheer her up and Gemma was so thankful for that.

Gwen ran a gentle hand throughout her messy silver hair as she got the front part of her hair and put it up with some hair thing her father had gotten her. Walking down from her room in the castle she sighed hating being the so called princess of the land. Turning her almond eyes up on the sky, a small smile spread across her lips as she studied the sky seeing the sun slowly starting to set in the west the clouds blending together to create a masterpiece of pinks, purples, and blues from the sky. Biting her lip, she soon retreated from the balcony to go down and into the village that her family tried their best to take care of. Glancing around, she pulled her cloak over her head hoping no-one noticed who she was, knowing for a fact that some of them would want to come up to her and speak with her, but all she wanted on this beautiful evening was to walk around and clear her mind. Gwen's dress was a pretty lavender that complimented her almond colored eyes as well as her silvery hair that fell in waves around her shoulders and collar bone. She walked into a clearing that had a garden of pretty flowers. Looking around, she saw daisies and a smile came onto her face before she, startled, heard someone scream. She didn't know what had come over her, one minute she had been frozen in place eyes wide, and the next second she was running as fast as she could her mind screaming at her to help. Her cloak flew away in the wind from her running and she gasped seeing the village she so dearly loved starting to burn and people's houses getting pillaged.

Blaine frowned as he heard his troops tell him that the people were well guarded against such raids and he gave a small smile, his eyes going black for just a second before he looked at them. "Burn it to the ground." He told them, grabbing his sword and his matches. Walking towards the wall that was before them, he lit the match throwing it at the wall and watching it catch fire. As it started to burn, he whistled signaling his garrison to start their hunt. He smirked before walking in killing some people and helping his men to burn down things. He looked around, having heard that the elves were quite something to look upon. They were a measly species who only wanted this so called peace and to be left alone. He wasn't sure of the reason that this war had started, or why, but he knew one thing, he was a demon and they had ordered to cause mayhem to the elves and that was exactly what he was going to do. His blonde hair shone in the light, almost gold in the sun he was in. His eyes weren't green, nor blue, nor brown, no -- they were gold, and seemed to light up in a feral manner whenever he saw something he disliked. A smirk played on his lips, enjoying the sounds of screams from the people they were terrorizing. It caused him an immense amount of joy. He wondered if he could manage to get a pretty little thing to play with. He'd have to look for sure.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Alekszander had this mischievous grin on his face as he watched the buildings burn. Throwing matches every which way he could. He continuously kept seeking out a little elf to play with, his expectations high. He knew how gorgeous the elves could be, he wanted the best of the best from this town. Aleks ripped the heart out of a few guards, their petty attempted at trying to stop him amusing him. They couldn't do anything. He felt a small prick in the back of his arm, glancing back and see a knife lodged into his forearm. Aleks rolled his eyes, reaching back and pulling it out before dropping it to the ground. Silly elves. They were almost as bad as humans sometimes. They refused to use their powers a good portion of the time, which he had no idea why. Aleks bit down on his bottom lip as he saw a few children run past, having a soft spot for them. He hated how all the children had to get hurt, how they had to die. Some even losing their parents. It broke his heart, but he couldn't let anyone know that. He had to remain heartless, emotionless. Or else there was no way he'd be able to keep doing what he was doing. Aleks looked over and saw a silver haired beauty trying to fight against the demons, actually doing a pretty good job. But Aleks was going to change that. He waltzed right on over to her, pushing one of his men out of the way before he began fighting her with a smirk, eventually Aleks was able to knock her out, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. He hit the jackpot this time. He was going to have so much fun with this little ball of fire. Aleks picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, heading out of the village. Things were starting to calm down now and he had to make a break for it.

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Gemma was on her way back to the castle to see her brother when she heard screaming and saw smoke. She didn't know whether to run in the opposite direction or run towards it. Her father would tell her to run, that she was too valuable to risk. But she thought other wise. All she kept thinking about were the children. Gemma shook her head and made a run for it, tearing off the bottom of her silk dress so she gain better speed. Now it was tattered and torn up to her knees, not even caring how unproppar it was or unlady like. Gemma reached the village, grabbing a sword from one of the dead guards. She chopped off a few heads of some deamons, secretly thanking her uncle for all those private fighting lessons. Gemma began searching the village, trying everything in her power to get the kids to a safe place. Or at least as safe as safe could get. She couldn't believe this was happening all over again. It felt like just not to long ago the same thing happened, but at that time Gemma wasn't able to help or save anyone. At least now she will be able to make a difference. She gasped when she felt something collide with the back of her knee, crying out in pain and falling to the ground. Her long dark hair and pink silk dress were now mud soaked. Gemma turned onto her back, thrusting her sword in front of her. She began fighting off the demon, thrusting her swords right into his heart. Gemma lay there, tired and almost ready to give up. Her leg wasn't usable. She was sure that she was going to end up either getting taken or killed.

Looking around at all of the senseless killing made Gwen's heart drop to her feet, and then suddenly she felt a fire ignite in herself and she narrowed her eyes, getting angry at the fact that her people hadn't done anything to these demons. Her village were pacifists and had refused to join the fight. Clenching her fists, Gwen looked up and saw a demon coming her way and ducked before he could take her head off and narrowed her eyes before raising her hand. As she did so a dirt clump rose from the ground. She thrust her hand outwards and the clump hit the demon, burying him beneath the soil. Turning her head she soon found herself surrounded. She started to freeze the fires that were cast out among the houses and buildings among the village. Gwen had a "power." She could manipulate the element of earth and as long as she could remember couldn't harness an affinity for ice. With a fire in the pit of her stomach and a feeling of dread in her heart, she did her best against the demons that just seemed to appear more and more. Seeing a commotion from her left, she turned seeing one demon push another out of the way and start to attack her. Gwen did her best, but soon felt outnumbered as they closed in on her and felt herself hit on the head. She stumbled for what seemed like forever before she fell to the ground, her eyes slipping closed and her mind slipping into unconsciousness. Her eyes fluttered close and she was soon out like a light. Waking up was less than fun. Feeling a pounding in her head, like a thumping kind of thing as she blinked her eyes open glancing around not knowing where she was. Immediately, Gwen jerked herself awake looking around trying to find out where she was. She looked down seeing that she was still in her torn lavender dress. She sighed frowning as she stood up for a moment, biting down on her lip trying to see more, but it quite dark. Gwen was not used to the dark, she almost always was in the light for a good reason too. Creatures lurked in the darkness. There were scarier things in the world besides demons, and they weren't the only things that thrived in the dark. The thought made her shiver.

Blaine severed some elves' head from their body before rolling his eyes bored like. He hated being bored, and most importantly wanted to find something far more fun to do than simply pillage the remains of some village, that in years to come no one would give a single thought about. A yawn found it's way to his lips as he glanced around lazily. He caught a sight to behold when he looked to his left. A smirk soon formed on the corners of his lips as he saw an elf fighting, doing well surprisingly, but most importantly it was a girl. A girl with ebony colored hair, sapphire like eyes, and a pretty little face that made him lick his lips. He walked forward humming gently as he went, seeing her fall to the ground but then kill the demon that had caused the damage. He plucked the sword from her fingers, not caring that it cut his hand as he reached for it. Throwing it behind him, he grabbed her arm pulling her to her feet. "Well hello." He grinned before hitting her over the head. When her body went limp, he caught her before hoisting her up into his arms, and then grabbing her waist and throwing her over his shoulder. He waved to his guys, a grin on his face as he walked forward to their own camp. Once there, he tossed her down on the ground of his tent, tying her hands up, knowing he didn't really need to, but he felt as if she would be a fighter, and he was in no mood to smack someone over and over again. They said doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result was insanity. He got some water before plopping down on his cot.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks returned all the way back home, to his own "village" of sorts. He lived in his own castle though, much like the royalty themselves. Being such a well loved and successful warcheif that he was, he was able to enjoy the luxeries life had to offer. Aleks smirked as he plopped her down onto one of the beds in his home, grabbing some chains and chaining her up to the bed. He wanted her to be comfortable, especially if he decided to have his way with her at some point. He wanted her to be in a bedroom, not some lousy dungeon where he put his other prisoners. She was far to special for that. Alekzander went down to the kitchen, fetching him a bit of wine before going back to the bedroom where his little pet now was held. When Aleks entered the room, he saw that she was awake. He thanked hades that he was able to see in the dark, where as she could not. Aleks sat down in a chair in the corner of the room, silently watching her little freak out episode. "Are you alright, dear? You seem to be frightened," he said in a sickening sweet voice, a low husky chuckle emitting deep from within him. He was definitely going to have some fun with this one.

Gemma gasped as she awoke in an unfamiliar place, attempting to jerk upright but crying out in pain as she realize her leg was in no position to move. She tugged at the chains that held her down, whimpering. She looked about the room, her heart beating wildly in her chest. The last thing she expected was the man sitting before her, the most sinister look upon his face. Gemma glared at him, deciding that she wasn't going to go down without a fight. She'd use her powers if she had to. Smirking, she stared at his cup of water, flicking her eyes up and watching it flow from the cup, smashing right into his face. She would speak no words, nothing. No matter what he said or did, she was certainly not going give him the satisfaction of getting a response out of her. Definitely. Not.

Gwen stopped mid pull, as she had been pulling on her chains when she had discovered she had them. Slowly, the turned her head to look straight at him. She narrowed her eyes for a moment before listening to him, feeling shivers go all the way down and up her back from how sick his voice sounded. "Where am I?" She demanded, a frown on her face. Suddenly, she wondered if he had any clue who she was. If he didn't, she supposed that was a good thing considering she didn't need to have someone kidnap her and know she was the princess of the village he had just burned to the ground. Remembering the village made her suddenly very sad. In her head, she felt so destroyed but she refused to let him even know she was sad or upset about that. It didn't matter. Knowing what he did made her angry and she blew air into his face which froze his beard and part of his face. She pulled away a glare in her eyes. She wasn't going to be this pretty little pet he could keep. She would fight him and she knew for a fact that it wasn't going to pretty. He had this sinister feel to him that made her hair stand straight up on the back of her neck.

Blaine smirked when she jumped. He simply had his tent for right now. He didn't want a castle. That was too much damn space for him personally. He did however had a house all to himself with his servants and all of that. He even had a kind of squire type lad that he had taken under his wing. Sadly, the kid was a fool and craven. The boy nearly jumped at his own shadow. It was quite embarrassing. When he felt the water, he simply smirked before his hand flashed out. All that could be heard was a quite audible smack! "I suggest not doing that again, otherwise I'm going to burn you so bad, you won't be recognizable. Maybe I'll drop your body at your brother's doorstep. Yes, I know who you are." He mused before getting some wine and drinking it. Stretching, he wondered if his 'pack' was done with their hunting. "Your name is what?" He said, his voice booming down at her. If she didn't tell him, he'd make her tell him.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks chuckled lowly, shaking his head. "It does not matter, little one, for you won't be seeing the outside of these walls for a very, very long time," he murmured, rubbing his jaw as he examined her. He was imagining what he could do to her, coming up with plans upon plans of what to do. He knew that he wouldn't be leaving this place for days. Now that he's finally mission of the semester was over, he could finally spend some down time doing what he does best. Tormenting poor innocent captive girls. He just couldn't help himself, it was just what he enjoyed doing most. He wasn't the only one, he new a few other demons who partook in what he was doing at the moment. It was just in his nature. "Are you hungry? Thirsty? I could get you some food and some water. You need all your strength," he said, going around and finally lighting all the candles in the room. He decided not to let her answer, leaving the room and going down to the kitchen. He began barking orders around to all his servants, telling them to fix the most delicious meal they could muster up.

Gemma rolled her eyes when he blocked her attempt at splashing water on him, sighing heavily. She blinked as he asked her for her name, biting down on her lower lip. She wasn't giving in that easily. She wasn't going to tell him her name just yet, if ever for that matter. She wasn't speaking. Gemma turned her head the other way, sticking up nose up in the air for her answer. He could do whatever he pleased to her, but she was not giving him her name. No way, no how. If she really knew who she was, then he better drop her off on her doorstep, in one piece that is. Her brother would go absolutely mad if she was hurt. But this man was going to have to find her brother first, and their new location. God only knows where they were now, he and the survivors picking up the pieces of their village and relocating somewhere else to begin a new life. That only made gemma even more scared for when she finally got out of here. What was she going to do? How would she find them?

A frown passed over her face hearing him before she stopped him abruptly, "First off, I'm not little, second off don't examine me as if I were some piece of meat." She told him, her face hardening the longer she looked at him. It was rude and she would not stand it to have someone look at her as if she were some prize to be won. "Just because I'm an elf doesn't mean I'm little, and especially doesn't mean I'm under you." She said, her anger radiating off of her in waves. Her dress was torn about mid thigh, creating a slit revealing her well toned legs. A glare rested on her face as she watched him. She couldn't stand to be belittled and didn't care what he did to her. She was not going to let him do such things. She wouldn't show any fear and certainly wasn't going to sit there afraid and terrified. When she heard him, a roll her eyes gave him his answer. She wouldn't eat his food. She turned away, her hair falling down from where she had pinned it up. Silver hair fell in waves all around her face, caressing her well defined cheek bones as well as her plump lips. When he left, she was up looking for a way to escape. She pulled on her chains, hearing them clank a frown on her face as she did so. She didn't have a window in her room, nor did she have any way to escape. The only way out was if he let her out. Suddenly, she wondered why she had such a nice room and not in a dungeon. That made her weary, and made her convinced this was worse than a dungeon. Sitting down on the bed, she crossed her arms before she tried to calm herself.

Blaine watched as she bit down on her lower lip, a small smirk coming onto her face. "That's fine." He told her before he grabbed her chin roughly pulling her to him unpleasantly and making her look him in the eyes. "I'll get it out of you one way or another. We can do this the pleasant way, or a little less of a terrible way." He told her, before pushing her away from him. Standing up, he straightened his tunic, having changed from his knight garb. He sighed before stretching, stripping from his clothes, his back having all types of scars on them as well as his chest. He didn't care if she saw him strip. He didn't care if it made her uncomfortable. "I suggest you obey me. When I'm not here, these quarters will be clean and will be taken care of. If not, you will be punished." He commanded her. "Just to let you know, the whole village has been destroyed. The young prince, your brother that is, has been captured and your father was slain." He crossed his arms over his chest, his trousers still on since he didn't want to discard them. He waited for a reaction an eyebrow raised gently as if waiting.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks eventually went back up the stairs, bringing the food to the room. He grinned when he saw that she was sitting still, glad she wasnt pulling at her chains anymore. She needed her strength, and he didn't want her to tear up her pretty little wrists. "Here you are, eat up. I promise it isn't poisoned," he said with a small smirk, setting the food on the bed in front of her. He said down in the chair in the corner, examining the beauty before him. He couldn't wait to slide his hands up those gorgeous legs of hers. She looked so appealing at the moment and all he wanted to do was hurry up and ravish her body. But he knew that he couldn't do that just yet. "Just to inform you, your entire village is gone. Every last person, slayed. Your family? Well, let's just say they're going to be held up for a while." Aleks was pretty proud of his work today. He managed to get a striking beauty and destroy an entire village of elves. He could tell that she was pissed beyond anything in the world. Though, he didn't mind. It just made her ten times more attractive.

Gemma blinked, just staring at him. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She wasn't going to show any emotion, even though deep down she wanted to ball her eyes out. She wanted to scream at him at the top of her lungs and make him pay. She wanted to fill his lungs up with water and watch him choke. But she couldn't do that until she was unlocked from her chains. She would most definitely get her revenge, but not now, not yet. She had to wait until the time was right. Gemma turned her head, staring down at the ground. She couldn't look at him. This monster of a man infront of her, telling her such horrible things. Why would he in his right mind ever kidnap a girl. Why would he ever burn down a village full of innocent people and children. Demon or not, he should be ashamed of himself.

Gwen looked up hearing him and simply turned her nose up at it giving a small shake of her head to show that she uninterested in the food he had brought to her. She didn't want anything. She wasn't going to eat. She would starve herself especially if it meant getting away from him. When she heard that her village was gone, a shock came over her. Before she knew what she was doing she was up out of the bed and had her whole body thrusted towards his own a vicious look upon her face. She wished she could simply crush him right now. The look on her face could practically freeze anyone in place and make them rethink their whole existence. "I swear to god." She hissed at him the earth beneath her rumbling from her anger. She couldn't make it hit him, but she sure as hell could control it while it was underneath her feet. She was pulling against her restraints that she was making her wrists bleed. The flood fell to the floor only infuriating her even more so from the fact that she couldn't wrap her hands around his arrogant throat. "You killed innocent children that didn't even know anything of this war. That village was a peaceful one that refused to join either side of the war." She spat at him. Her almond eyes were bright and she looked absolutely livid at the moment. The swirls of gold in her eyes lighting up the angrier she got.

Blaine watched her blink, raising an eyebrow at her staring at him. "Wanting me to choke on my own blood won't do anything about all that anger. Maybe tomorrow I'll let you out and see who wins a fight. If I win I keep you, if you win you kill me." He told her a small smile playing on his lips. "But until that time that I take that wager, you better speak to me. I don't care how much you don't like me. I didn't take you just so you could ignore me." He said almost losing his patience. "I'll ask you one more time, before I turn wrought. What is your name?" He asked her, hair falling into his face covering the majority of one of his golden/silvery eyes. He had mismatched eyes. One was silver and one was a kind of copper golden color. He turned his back to her feeling the muscles in his back still tense and he tried to get them out, knowing fully well he couldn't. He wanted her to speak and if she didn't, he would bring in her brother and make her. He wasn't in a forgiving mood at all and was not in the business of not getting what he wanted.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks just chuckled as he watched her, stepping back some when she tried coming after him. "Tsk tsk, my dear. Don't hurt yourself," he said, motioning towards her chains. "This is war, sweet pea. I can't be concerned about all the innocent children and people that I'm hurting or killing in the process." He shook his head. "You better eat. You're going to need your strength for later. I'll be back," he said with a smirk, deciding he'd let her cool down a bit. Aleks went down to his study, sitting in the big chair infront of his desk and going over a few things. He needed to plan his next attack. He wasn't sure where or when it was going to happen just yet, but he had to plan it. But he wasn't sure if he was going to do it soon or stay home a while and break in his new pet. She had a lot to learn, she was very disobedient. He definitely needed to break her and make her obey him, to make her give in to his every command and wish. He would not tolerate the way she was acting now. She may be a princess, but she was nothing here in this house. Just another play thing to him.

Gemma continued to stare blankly at him, sighing heavily. "Gemma," she grumbled before kneeing him in the crotch. It was hit fault for being so close to her. She didn't want to tell him her name, so why should she have to? It wasn't like he really needed to know it. He could do whatever the hell he was planning to do to her without having to know her damn name. "I don't see why you need to know it so badly, it's not of any importance. I'm sure you could do whatever it is you plan on doing with me without actually needing to know it," she said with a roll of her eyes, shaking her head. She wasn't going to let him get to her, no matter what he said. Or what he even did, for that matter. Gemma was a very strong girl, she knew she could take whatever he threw at her. But he obviously didn't know much about elves, those chains wouldn't stop her from hurting him if she had the chance. She could control the elements, something she doesnt like doing often but would if she had to. If he even tried coming near her, he'd be in for a big surprise.

Gwen felt like just taking that stupid smirk off of his face and heard himself. Gwen knew she could get out these chains whenever she wished to, but she played along for the time being. Hearing him tell her she should eat, Gwen turned away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. Once he was gone, she felt the rage in her feeling like it was going to explode and she threw the tray of food across the room in a fit of anger. Sitting down, Gwen froze her chains over and over again to make sure whenever she felt like getting loose, she would be more than able. Looking down with her hazel brown eyes speckled with gold, she clasped her hands together before feeling a small wave of tears fall. Not for herself -- oh no, but for the valiant people that had died today and her family. She was no one's slave and it would stay that way. She didn't belong to anyone. She was herself's prize. Looking up when someone entered the room, she was surprised to see it was another male and was not the demon she had seen before. A look of confusion crossed her face before she saw him close the door again a nasty smile on his face. Backing up, Gwen narrowed her eyes, putting as much distance between her and the other person as possible. Once she noticed the apparel he wore, she knew he was a guard of some sort.

"I already knew your name. It was a matter of a mental component, one you'll not be likely to understand since you are in the position you are in." Blaine told her with a small devilish smile. "Blaine." He told her raising an eyebrow at her, having felt her knee his crotch but at this point that was all too familiar pain, and he knew how to hide his pain to where you'd never see that he was in harm's way. "You're correct. I don't need to know it. But after all, I didn't NEED to take you, or burn down your home, no - Gemma, I did it because I wanted to." He said softly, before a smile crept onto his lips. He tossed her a plate of food and wine before leaving his tent, knowing for a fact she wouldn't leave. He had guards on his tent at all time, having told them that she was his prisoner and if she got loose, it would be them he would throw to the wolves after catching his prize once more. Walking down his path, he thought of what he was going to do to her and what he would do if she disobeyed him.

@ Selenology

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleksander shuffled through a ton of papers, eventually scanning over his map to see exactly where he was going to attack next. He didn't think he was going need to stay home long and it wasn't like he couldn't take his little precious new play thing with him. She would just need to be extra guarded. Aleks pinned a few new places he was interested in, a smirk forming on his lips. He was getting rather excited for his new raid. He couldn't go too long without a kill, he would begin to get antsy and that wasn't good for anyone. War was his absolute favorite thing. It kept him entertined with rhiches and bitches, what he liked to call it. Aleks picked up his goblet of wine, taking a sip of it before sitting back down in his chair. He needed to think of a plan on how to smoothly get that elf to let him take her. It wasn't going to be easy but he was going to do it. Hopefullly she didn't try any of her stupid magic on him, or else he'd do some major damage right back on to her. She didn't want to mess with him. He was just as powerful if not more.

Gemma glared at the back of him as she watched him leave the tent. She wasn't going to eat that food. She wasn't born yesterday, who knows what was in that. It could be poisoned for all she knew. Kill her slowly just so he could fuck her dead corpse. Gemma shuttered at the thought, shaking her head. She looked at her chaines, biting on her lower lip. It was now or never. She furrowed her brow as she concentrated, heating the chains up to the point that they melted right off. Thankfully her skin was immune to it all. She rubbed her wrists, looking around. She could see the shadows of the two men gaurdinf the front of the tent. She lifted the bottom of the back of the tent, seeing a good chance to escape that way. Gemma smirked, sliding under the small gap. She stood up, dusting herself as she looked around. She made sure there wasn't a certain demon around before she took offf towards the woods, trying to find a place to hide for the night.

Gwen didn't like the look on the man's face that had entered her room. He looked at her like she was just some piece of meat and that didn't sit well at all. A ill feeling set place within her stomach soon making her shake her head at him. He raised a finger to his face and her eyes widened. She automatically knew he wasn't supposed to be in here -- let alone near her probably considering she was the "master's" prize. "Get out." She told him. He just gave her a smirk, when he did, you could see most of his teeth in his mouth had either been knocked out, or rotted away of their own accord. He continued to walk forward, a frown crossing over her face. He grabbed soon was within touching distance, and stretched his arms out grabbing her before trying to turn her around. She screamed this time not really caring and fighting back, her chains bursting from the energy she had made come off of her in waves. She didn't like the way he looked at her. She continued to shriek and scream until she felt his nasty sweaty palm on her mouth, which she dug her teeth into, and dug her nails into his skin wanting him to let her go. Just the touch of his hands on her, made her feel slimy and disgusting all over. It was like being touched by something vile and she could smell the alcohol on his breath, and it just reeked.

Blaine had other matters to attend to, rather than trying to make her comfortable in her new abode. He heard guards cussing after a few minutes of discussing with other officers. Glancing over, he sighed seeing her run into the woods. He shook his head, determined not to let his new toy get away. He rather liked his new toy, and was determined not to let her escape. Granted, once he did catch, she would probably wish she were dead. This was disrespect and he refused to be disrespected, and was damn well going to get the respect he had earned from everything he had done. She would probably hate him, but what did he care. A volatile smirk crossed his face knowing he was going to have fun with this. He barked orders towards his men, before heading towards the woods, a grin playing at his face. He called out, "Come out, Come out." He said it in a kind of sing song voice, that just made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.

@ Deleterious

@ JesterOfGenocide;
As Aleks was sitting there, he heard his little pet begin to scream from her room. He wondered what she was up to now. With a sigh he got up from his seat, taking his time in going to her room. He raised a brow when he noticed that the door was unlocked. He could have sworn he locked if before he left. He pushed the door open, tilting his head to the side as he curiously studied the sight before him. "I do hope you realize that she is mine. No one is to touch her but me," Aleks said, walking over to the surprised man and talking him by the neck, yanking him off of Gwen. "So sorry my dear, he's not even supposed to be in this part of the castle. I'm not sure how he even got a skeleton key." Aleks was being eerily calm, but that was how he liked to build the tension between he and his victim. He tightened his hold on the mans neck, a sly smirk on his face. "It's not nice to try and play with toys that aren't yours. Especially when you dirty them up and don't intend to clean them up afterwards. Or is most cases, permanently do some damage that I can't fix," he said as he growled at the last part, lifting the man slowly into the hair. Aleks could see his face turning blue and it satisfied him. Once he was done watching him struggle, he reached up with his free hand and ripped the mans heart right out of his chest before flinging his body to the other side of the room.

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Gemma could hear food steps and voices in the distance but she kept running. She ran as fast and as long as her legs could carry her. That is until she got her ankle caught in a bear trap. She let out a cry, gasping as she fell into a covered hole in the ground for the apparent bear to fall in. She whimpered, looking around desperately for a way out, but there was no way she could climb out. She panicked, deciding to make some dirt over grow the top of the hole, leaving her just enough room to move and making sure she left some holes for her to breathe. She was trying so hard to ignore the stinging pain in her leg. She could tell it was in there deep, all the way to the bone maybe. But she couldn't tel because it was way too dark and she wasn't going to be risky enough to mess with fire in here. Gemma was terrified of what that man was going to do to her if he ever found her. Hopefully not much because the bear trap was enough in her opinion. Gemma whimpered softly, reaching up and wiping the tears furiously away from her face. She didn't want be a big baby and cry over something like this. She was going to be okay. She just needed the sun to come up.

Gwen heard footsteps and just prayed that Alek was going to be super pissed off at the other person and get them the hell off of her. She didn't exactly prefer having someone trying to rape her. That was okay, especially when it was someone she had no clue about and they just wanted to harm someone. The thought made her cringe. She looked up hearing him, and didn't think she'd ever be so happy in her life to see him. She had tears on her face, running down her cheeks, creating dampness. When Gwen heard him say he was so sorry that the guy had gotten into here, she stepped back as far away from the man as she could. Her dress was ripping down the front and she was having to juggle it on her bosom to keep it up right and not expose herself. She watched as he squeezed the man until he had turned blue. A gasp escaped her mouth as the man was flung across the room and into the bed, which collapsed and was broken as well as the mirror next to here that had broken into pieces, which had made shards fling onto Gwen and bury themselves into her. She winced feeling all of the glass in her skin now.

Blaine could smell her, since he had a keen nose, and considering he knew exactly what she smelled like and wanted to play with her, but knew he couldn't wait until day to do such. He had to go ahead and get her back. He heard a cry come from his left, a small malicious grin filling his features as he headed towards that way. He stopped not seeing anything but heard whimpering and also smelled blood. He smelled salt as well, which meant that she had been crying. He heard the whimpering coming from below. "Oh. Smart girl." He grinned before ripping the dirt up revealing his prize. He smirked at her before tsking her. "Oh my. Look at what you've done to yourself." Shaking his head, he took the bear trap off of her like it was nothing, then tossed her over his shoulder, not even caring that he should be taking better care of her considering she was injured. He tossed her down once he was back at his tent and then shook his head putting three chains on each arm.

@ Deleterious

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks tossed the mans heart to the side, wiping his hand clean on his trousers. He looked over at the women to his side, noticing that a few shards of glass from the mirror had gone into her. "Oh, what a pity. Your pretty skin is damaged. I was trying to keep you in prestige condition," he said as he walked over to her, plucking the shards out. "I'll have a maid come in and tend to the open wounds and move you to another room. As much as I wanted to play with you tonight, I guess I'll have to say that for tomorrow," he said as he walked over to the body laying on the floor, picking it up and tossing it over his shoulders. He walked out of the room, finding the nearest maid and telling her to take the girl and lock her up in his room for the time being and tend to her wounds. Aleks took the body outside, throwing it on top of the small pile of bodies that he needed to dispose of already. A lot of people that worked for him in his home pissed him off to no end, do naturally he had to dispose of them.

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Gemma heard footsteps right above her, making her heart beat faster as she rocked back and forth. She was desperately trying to pry the trap off of her ankle with no luck. It just dug deeper into her skin and made her bleed even more. She was feeling more and more light headed with the amount of blood she was losing from messing with it so much. She covered her face as dirt began to fall around her, knowing he found her. She whimpered but sighed in relief when he took the trap off of her, though the blood was just pouring now. She didn't put up a fight when he tossed her over his shoulder, she knew that there was no point and she was too weak. The sad part was that Gemma knew he wasn't going to take care of her wound so it was probably going to get infected. Lord only knew what would happen then. She began to cry silently before she completely passed out, going limp in his arms.

@ Deleterious
Gwen heard his words, and knew right then and there, that he didn't care what happened to her. He just cared what happened to her body -- the thing he could see. He didn't care about her mental state or emotional state. She flinched away feeling him pluck the shards out. "Don't touch me." She whispered eyes wide as she watched him. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. She heard him say he wanted to play with her tonight and just frowned before watching him drag the body behind him as he left. She gasped once he was gone feeling like a weight just lifted from the room. It had been so tense with him inside the room and she didn't appreciate it. She felt the maid come in and tend to her wounds, Gwen just letting her staring at the floor before shaking her head knowing for a fact that she was going to simply sit her complacent. "Don't touch me!" She smacked her hand away standing up all of a sudden, her power rising along with her. She walked into his room with the maid and simply felt a wave of exhaustion take over and fell asleep on the bed where the maid had laid her down to try and tend to the rest of her wounds.

Blaine shook his head feeling her go limp. He rolled his eyes knowing he'd need to take care of her leg since he wanted her in good condition. He supposed her punishment could wait for later. He got a medic to take care of her leg before hoisting her up and onto his bed and then got some food for himself to eat, chainging her to the bed and making sure he left food by her bed. He stood up and left starting to talk to other demons and making sure they knew the plan of action for tomorrow since they would be pillaging another village. He got back into the tent and sighed feeling himself tired from the day's events. He'd never show it, but he was in fact tired. He yawned stretching his neck and back raising an eyebrow at the maid that had come in to tidy up his tent. He waved her away.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Aleks went over the plans for tomorrow one more time with his army and general, making sure they understood what he wanted done. Afterwards he made his way up to his room, pretty exhausted from the days events. He opened his door, smirking as he saw his prize from the day stretched out on his bed, asleep from what he assumed was her own exhaustion. Aleks stripped himself from everything but his underwear, slipping into the bed. He noticed that she was partially hanging off the bed, so he moved to adjust her so she was comfortable. He let out a rather loud yawn before blowing out the lights and falling into a deeep sleep.

Gemma didn't wake up, even when she felt someone touching her ankle. It stung so much but she couldn't even open her eyes. From how weak she was and from the lack of sleep she was just so exhausted. When whoever it was was done poking around at her foot she curled up in a ball on the bed, subconsciously melting off the chains again in her sleep. She didn't like anything touching her or being restricted while she was trying to sleep.

[sorry its so short, I figured you could just skip to the next day. c:]