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It hurt...so much pain. He lied...why did she follow him again. Oh that right he said he knew where they were, the others but he lied why does everyone lie to her. What had she done to deserve this?
"I really have no idea how to sever these things?" He was talking again or maybe she was dreaming this, whatever she was on she could disperser dream from reality anymore. When she didn't answer the stabbing pain struck her back hard and heavily tearing a bloodcurdling scream from her ragged throat. It hurt so badly, tears sprung from her eyes.
"If I could just figure out how to cut these off then it would be much easier to kill you birds." Sylar stood off to the side, spinning the point of a blood knife on the tip of his finger. The little bird he had found has last far longer then the others he played with, he was quite happy about it. Although the screaming was giving him headaches, perhaps he'd cut out her tongue she didn't really need it. The wings he wanted them cut off, he had ripped into her back with some interesting tools on his set but as normal like all the others he couldn't cut them from her back. They seemed to be attached to the her spinal cord, he hacked and sawed but his blades wouldn't sever the link and he was becoming bored. The pretty black dress his little bird had been wearing was soaked and stained red with her blood a suiting color for all of his toys. "Have fun little bird, well trying again later." He muttered as he left her in the dark room chained to the wall in splashes and gory pools of blood.
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Chink Chink Chink They could of sounded like bells at first at least to a humans ears. Her chains rattle uncontrollably as her body shook in wild spasms. This was too much for her, this agony was not something she would even wish upon her darkest of enemies. She tired to raise her arm but found she had little strength to even that. It took what seemed to be an eternity before she was able even set her arm in her lap. The chains shook with her movement. She focused her eyes on the large circular latch that had rubbed her wrist raw...the blood perhaps if she...pop.
Her wrist slip free, the red liquid had been enough slippery she could slide her small wrist through. She pulled the other wrist free with a bit of more difficult then the first but got it free as well after a moment. The blood that had seeped into the ground...there was so much she should of been dead had she been human but she was not she was...a thing but not human. It was being this thing that allowed her to see so clearly in the darken room. It was being this thing that allowed her to get to her feet. It was being this thing that kept her from letting a scream tear through her throat and out her mouth from the pain in her back.
She didn't dare look behind her, she knew without a doubt that her wings hung uselessly at her back. Would she ever be able to fly again...that wasn't a question that needed to be answered right now. Her white and.wings left a trail of crimson in their path as she made her way to door. If she hadn't been so hopeful she would of realized that an unlocked door and an empty hall was to easy an escape route. She would of known that he was just playing a game with her. A cry that almost rips her vocal chords apart echoed around the hallway.
"Does that hurt?" Sylar asked giving her right wing another hard yank, tearing feathers from it. "It was fun seeing that look of freedom in your eyes but I'm not quite done with you yet." Sylar told her and simply dragged her backwards, using her wing, into the room. "Staying put this time would be wise." He threw her back into the room but did not chain her nor did he lock the door as he left. He wanted to see just how much psychological damage this girl could go through before she snapped, having the door of freedom open just like that yet being unable to obtain it was going to be interesting to see.
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It felt as if something were clogged in the center of the chest, a small ball or something it made every little breath a overbearing task. The soft rattle of chains tapped lightly on the ground as the small form of what seemed to a woman moved against the ground. The floor was cold but unusually clean it smelt like some sort of human made chemical. It made her stomach churn and twist into a tight knot. A second breath was drawn into chapped parted lips the cool air did little for the pain pulsing through her body with every beat if her heart. The woman who laid there curled up so tightly into a ball would be consider human by mere appearance. Thick silk like hair trailed down her slender back it looked like a waterfall of white snow or clouds. She was rather tiny in size much more like a doll than a mere human being her beauty would attract more eyes than a model if freed from her wrongful imprisonment. There was little light in this dark room the onły rays of the moon that shine through was from the small window on her left, her skin shone a fair pale completion and her eyes were shut as if sleeping. The woman had long ago lost track of time how long had these humans been poking and probing her skin with their wretched needles and knives...she was pulled out of her disturbing thoughts as she heard the question, the heartbeat, and the steps? The woman tugged gently at the chain tethered to her hands and ankles in an attempt to rise but her body would not do her bidding, everything hurt.
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The time is 2015 and the humans have figured out that there are immortals living amount them particularly demons. An archangel came to the earth telling the humans that the demons were evil, twisted monsters who wanted to devour the human soul. So the humans did what they normally do and jump to conclusions they started hunting the demons down and killing them.
What the humans didn't know was the test passed by the one who called itself god. The test that was given was failed and now the powerful being has chosen to end the mortal world and make a new one, the humans call it an Apocalypse. The only ones who can stop are the demons humans are slaughtering, the angel that fell from god's grace the one the humans call the Devil knew of god's plan and choice to intervener thus getting cast out of heaven. He chose to make protectors, the demons who walk among the humans that are now being killed. Yet there was one more who knew of God's plan and she left the heavens hoping to convince the world of the evil deed placed upon them. Yet they did not listen and now she's being used as a lab rat for greedy scientists.
The fate belongs to you(human, fallen angel, or demon) free the one wrongfully imprison and figure out how to help the world before it is destroyed.
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