T/W: Threats of Sexual Assault, Graphic Violence
"Dammit girl!" He shouted, moving his body throwing me off.
"You sick bastard!" I shouted after I landed on my feet. I put my fists up ready to strike. He smirked at this.
"Oh so you're a fighter eh?" He laughed. "I do love a good brat." He charged me unarmed. We traded hits for a bit until I felt his boss grab me from behind in a headlock.
"Let me go!" I shouted, struggling and kicking Regi in the face. We both had injuries on us after the short brawl.
"Regi. You can't keep killing our slaves." The boss said, holding me away from Regi. "We need to get paid somehow. These two are coming out of your paycheck." His voice was much calmer than Regi's loud and angry tone.
"Boss c'mon he fucking stabbed me!" Regi complained. "He had no right to-" I cut off their conversation by biting the bosses hand hard causing him to drop me. I grabbed onto the ground, crushing 3 of my Cryo Catalysts with my hands. Perfect. I felt the energy flow through me. My veins turned a vibrant cyan color all throughout my upper body as I got to my knees.
"Stupid bitch!" Regi went to grab me but using the new magical energy I had obtained I leapt out of the way. I assumed I had three spells to cast as my body was overwhelmed with magical energy. My skin began to crack and peel at my fingers as my body began to go numb with a chilling burn forming around my chest.
"Leave her, she'll die within minutes." The boss said. "The magical energy she absorbed is too much for her to handle." I lifted my knife up from the ground and Regi charged at me ignoring his bosses wishes.
"FROSTBOLT!" I exclaimed outstretching my hand as a large ball of frost bigger than my head launched and high velocities right towards Regi. He smirked as his sword began to glow with a lightning effect. He sliced directly through my spell and it exploded in front of him. I could see a lightning aura around him as his elemental energy hit me like a truck, adding onto the pain of the Catalysts.
"FROSTBOLT!" I shouted again releasing another spell. "FROSTBOLT!" They both hit Regi but seemingly bounced off of him, only leaving slight frostburn and tearing his clothes. My magic faded and my energy dissipated. I could call Arin. I thought. No! I can take this! I said regaining my confidence.
"All out of magic are we?" He said looking down at my shaking hands. The magic energy had overwhelmed parts of my body, causing small bursts to explode out of me. I shrieked in pain and tears continued to roll down my face.
"I can't wait to take you home and destroy your innocence." He smirked again lifting me up by the hair. "But first..." He practically carried me. "You need to learn your place!" He exclaimed shoving my face into a tree. I screamed out in pain and attempted to grab at him snatching at the air and forcing myself to do anything to cling on to life.
Again. Again. Again. He demolished my face against the side of the thick tree. Pieces of bark flew out everywhere, my skull cracked and my jaw broke. I could barely move or speak. He took his shortsword and cut open my shirt and undergarments allowing my chest to fall bare. He held me up by my neck and licked his lips at me. Blood poured from my head and my hair was filled with leaves and bark pieces. I felt my vision fade in and out as he threw my down to the ground.
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Somehow, despite all of my injuries I was able to find enough strength to get to my knees. The other two bandits had come back, and now a whole other squad has appeared from behind me, totaling ten individuals. Each of them smirked at me, eyeing me like an object as I shook from the pain and terror. They tied me to the end of their carriage and started to walk with me.
"Now then. You're coming back with us." Regi put my hands in chains. "Don't worry, we'll all take turns with you." He smiled sadistically implying something horrible. I lost, I let my stupidity get to my head and I lost. I broke. Crying as I attempted to muster any energy I had left until... I only had one way out.
"Arin.." I managed to say through tears. Guilt swallowed up my heart and shame washed over me. I wanted to be able to take on the world, but I wasn't strong enough yet.
"Arin!" I said at a speaking volume. My jaw hurt terribly through the words. "ARIN!" I exclaimed loudly. "ARIN ARIN ARIN!" I said using all of my energy and shouting at the heavens for him to hear my cries. My jaw ached and I lacked any amount of energy to move.
"Your boyfriend isn't coming to save you." Regi smirked. "Just suck it up shut up." He kicked me in the stomach as they dragged me along.
Swoosh. I heard the sound of his cape, and I could see him behind all of the bandits as they dragged me on the forest floor, scraping up my back. I looked at him, and I could tell that my fear and shame hit him like a truck. He's going to hate me. I thought.
They continued to drag me along, and that's when I felt it. I looked into Arin's eyes who now had been silently following us. They glowed a deep and bright orange. The torches the bandits held must have masked his bright glowing eyes. They seemed to release magical energy that scurried away from his face.
I was afraid, absolutely terrified even though Arin was about to save me. The boss stops everyone. They all look around terrified. Arin had completely melded into the surrounding shadows, stealthed.
"Stop!" The boss shouted and the carriage stopped. "Something is here!" He shouted. Swoosh. Another sound of his cape and Arin stood in front of me. He looked down at me and I expected him to scold me like he always does. I expected to feel disappointment in his eyes, but instead all I could feel was Unbridled Rage. The bandits stood guard, shouting at him and asking to know who he is. He cut me loose with a spike on his glove and lifted me up over his shoulder.
"Hey!" Regi spat. "You can't take this one. If you want our slave you have to buy her!" He drew his weapon. Arin looked at him, and then turned away as if he wasn't even a threat. Regi attacked, but in an instant we were about three feet behind the carriage. Arin put me down and put his hand in front of my face. I looked up at him, both of my eyes visible to him for the first time.
"I beckon forth the flames of Lavoros, come down from the pools of Albanos and heal my target." A large wave of green flames erupted from his hand completely engulfing me and burning away a significant amount of my injuries. My jaw had completely healed, and I could move my hands and legs again. I was shivering, cold and afraid. The pain dissipated slowly. The wound on my head started to close. I could think straight again.
"I-"
"Don't speak." Arin said, his voice sounded normal, but his eyes spoke volumes of fury. "Here. Cover up." He drew his large sword and unhooked his cape, keeping on his long scarf and hood, and placed it over me. I surrounded myself in it and began to cry. The bandits were shouting profanities and asking if Arin wanted trouble. I saw Arin move forward slowly towards the group of bandits.
Arin was going to attack all 12 bandits by himself?! I thought to myself. That's crazy! He couldn't possibly... I trailed off in thought, remembered the pure rage I had felt in his heart. Arin spoke no words as he approached the caravan. The boss, who now had his weapon approached Arin.