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βTo be a hero means to endure even when all you want to do is give in.β
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|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
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|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
Erika was still panting after the Lord and Lady were gone, trying to recover from what had just happened. What did just happen? She glanced over her wounds as best as she could in the dim light of the lab, confused by everything. "I have.... to break out." She hissed under her breath, panic rising again. What if she never got out? What if she was trapped here for the rest of her life to be tortured forever and ever? She shivered violently, not sure what else to do. "No... no. Stay calm." But even her voice was trembling so listening to it wasn't of any comfort at all. "Just... remain.... strong." She decided to eat the food that was given. There was a lot of it, and it was all delicious.
She missed everyone. She wanted to see them. She wanted to run her hands in Clover's silky perfect fur, she wanted to joke around with Eamon, she wanted to ask Fiyero what soaps he liked, she wanted to kiss Seraphina. She wanted to go out and be a hero and serve justice. The loneliness in this deep dark cell was overbearing. "There's no escape, girl." A rattly voice echoed out, mocking and cruel. "You're stuck here, just like the rest of us. He'll sap our mana and then we'll die." Erika shook her head, cold and fever overtaking her brain. "No, he's my uncle! This is just a lesson! This is training! I'll be okay!" She laughed to try to prove that she wasn't scared, that she wasn't worried but as it echoed around the room it sounded manic and insane. "Sure, girlie." The rattly voice muttered ruefully.
When had she fallen asleep? When had she woken up? Why was Manfred here again so soon? Oh, she knew why! She was going to be set free now! "Yay! I was good, I sat here obediently, so I'm free to go now?" She looked hopefully up to Manfred's eyes. He had always been so protective of the three families, trying to keep them safe from the political turmoil. He always gave her good birthday presents, he was always so kind and nice. Victoire too, they always favored her in particular. "It's time for more training." Training? Manfred smiled as he unlocked the cell, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her, dragging her across the room. "Ow! It hurts! I can walk!" "Then break free and walk." He growled. She tried to cast a spell but the fear and confusion ruined her focus and so her mana nodes wouldn't cooperate.
"A good mage can stay calm no matter the situation." Manfred told her as she was strung up by the thread again. A hook manifested in his hands and Victoire smiled, sipping more of her favorite tea. "Do your best, dear. It's just so sad to see you like this, but this is the only way to make you powerful." Erika shook her head as she stared at the hook. "N-no! It's okay, I don't want to be strong anymore." She giggled as it drew closer to her, every second stretched out to feel like years. "Nonsense! With how much potential you have, it's your duty to become powerful!" An almost sympathetic smile came to his face. "I had to suffer this too, in order to unlock my true potential, my dear girl. So I know you can overcome if you just focus." Victoire nodded. "It took him two years in a cell but now he's the strongest mage in Min City!"
Two years? She had to - the hook embedded into her special spot, tearing at the most sensitive bits before it was torn free. A screech echoed in the room, but who was screaming? Was it her? Then it was healed again, healed over the hook. She tried to focus and channel the magic but only little wisps of shadow came out before the electricity from the threads rippled through her body. Her bladder released itself as the knife came down on her midsection, cutting open so that all her internal organs were on display. "Stay determined!" Victoire cheered as she twitched and thrashed. "Don't let him hurt you anymore!" The knife poked around inside her, each press years of agony. "You deserve better than this." Manfred told her sadly. "You have to be strong enough to save yourself from this pain." But every time she tried, her magic just fizzled out into nothing, what could she do? In the end, the second try was a failure and she was healed and thrown back into her cell.