Reaper's Word

Frustration set in. Clair felt that Isaiah was up now moving through the house. He was looking for one of the four left. She marched down the hall. Gamma came toward her and she just moved aside for Clair to move past. Then she turned and seemed to decide that she was going to follow. She was focused on Clair and her hurried movements. Her Mastera seemed on edge and distracted. Which Clair was distracted, how could she not be?

Clair was walking by several rooms when something came out of one of the doors and hit her hard in the face. It was so unexpected and she just barely caught the movement in time. She'd just managed to turn her head enough that she took the main blow of it on her right brow and right cheek bone.

She heard Gamma lunge snarling and coming at her attacker. Whoever it was had thrown her into the room and shut the door. She was so dazed and her head hurt so bad she couldn't focus to attack mentally. Someone else grabbed her and led her through a different door. Clearly they had been laying in wait to grab her and thought it out.

She stumbled and was rewarded with another sharp blow to the back of the head. She went down this time, blackness creeping into her vision. The sound of Gamma tearing at the door was loud but now growing quieter. She must have gotten in the room because there was loud snarling and banging on the next door which led into the wall where they were pulling her through.

"We need her conscious." The one man said picking her up roughly. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and then they exited the wall. The man behind her just picked her up as she was starting to black out again. Her head hurt so bad.

She did black out for a minute and then they were in a silent part of the house. They went in a room she didn't know. Three men were in here and she swayed when they set her down in the chair across from them. Clair touched her brow, blood was running from it and her cheek bone bruised badly.

"That was really stupid." Clair humorlessly laughed.

"Shut up bitch." One of them said, and the bigger man held up his hand.

"We need to know how to get out of here. Where's the exit?" What a stupid question. Did they really think she was staying here by choice?

"If I knew that don't you think I would have left?" She said to them, giving him an angry look.

"You are his pet, of course you know. His whore. I've seen what you let him do." The same man from before, he seemed very angry and was looking for someone to take that anger out on. Right now his gaze was fixed on her.

"Amis." The bigger man said. "Look we just want to know, you've been here for a while, we know that. You have to know something. You can't be here all this time and know nothing." Clearly playing good cop to bad.

"Look do you think that I enjoy the life I now have? If I knew I'd have left."

"Liar." Amis said. "No doubt she enjoys it, bet the perks are nice. Let's just beat it out of her." The one who seemed to be in charge looked at Amis then to Clair.

"I'm sure that that little hell hound went running off to tell him we've picked up his favorite play toy." He sighed and rubbed his chin. She knew they had attacked others for information. She was sure they would do the same to her. Difference was she had a hell hound attached to her. Second Isaiah would not like his favorite toy being touched. Clair was fine knowing what she was to him.

"Most likely." Clair said. If Gamma couldn't get to her she'd find someone or something that could. Only a couple minutes passed since coming in this room.

"Well then we'll have to move." He said. "Unless you can tell us, we aren't stupid you don't live here that long and not know. If you really wanted to leave you would have found it and taken it by now. Or do you enjoy what he does to you?" Clair just looked at him.

"I can't tell you what I don't know."

"Maybe she doesn't really know. I mean why would he confide in a human?" the third man said looking very nervous.

"Fine, if you feel that way, leave. We'll get it out of her." Amis said and the third man moved, he looked sorry. She got the feeling that he didn't really like beating women. He was also terrified of what Isaiah would do. The other two were hoping for information to escape before he could catch them.

"He's going to tear the two of you apart when he finds out you have her. Look at her face, she's bleeding." He said confirming her suspicions.

She couldn't breathe and gasped for air. He shoved something in her mouth and she

He said and grabbed her throat instead as the other man tied her hands. Amis then slammed her head back into the wall. She blacked out again. When she came to, they were moving again. She saw that

couldn't tell them. As for what he'd said about finding an exit. Perhaps it was true. She did enjoy Isaiah's touch, she craved it. Not to mention she knew that she'd developed feelings for him against her will. She tried so hard to ignore them. In a world that was now far out of her control, she had started to feel toward the one being that

into a darkened hall and room. The other man gave her to him. She felt a little fight come back to her. He dropped her on the bed and

took hold of her and sat on her legs. She shook her head trying to get him to understand. He took hold of her bound wrists. The other

out of you. Trust me, we know your type. Talk or

know, please don't, please. You don't know what he'll do!" She pleaded, understanding perfectly how Amis would plan to get her to talk. The other man would just stick to physical violence, but Amis was one that would do anything to get results. Including forcing himself on her. It wasn't about a need. It was about the torture of it for her to

be found." Clair tried to wriggle free but Amis gripped

eggs in one basket." Amis said, the man gave a nod and left the room. Clair tried to get out from under him. She was terrified. Not just of what he planned to do, but what Isaiah would do. They'd clearly planned this and thought that she knew, and seemed to guess that she'd be

and he was flung from her. Her mind was in so much pain though from the constant abuse

at her grabbing her by the back of the head before she could

about you." He grabbed her and dragged her to another room and pinned

off me!" She shouted at him, and swung her arms hitting him with her fists. He swore and pulled out a knife. He jabbed it right into her upper thigh and twisted. Clair let out a scream of pain. It hurt horribly, the blade twisting in her thigh blood

while she was distracted. That made her head clear slightly and then she struggled again. He plunged the

hair down the hall and to a different room not far away clearly trying to keep moving and she was making a lot of noise. He went in there. Here they were alone again. She was in pain and it hurt to move her one arm. He came over her again just

came to her. She smashed it over his head and scampered away. He took hold of her ankle, the knife slicing into her calf. He pulled her back and under him

bitch?" He snapped. He moved suddenly yanking her up and turning her

swear." Amis said. Clair was now looking at Isaiah who stood in the doorway. He looked very calm, his eyes were solid black. She however could

more worried about him attacking than the knife at her throat. Her wounds stung badly and there had to be severe damage to her one

her up she would have fallen. She could feel blood dripping from her wounds. Behind Isaiah she could see Gamma. Her head low and all the hair raised on her back. Her lips were pulled back showing teeth a low sound coming from her, a deadly

back if you let

it and stepped forward into

She barely saw Isaiah move. He just was there in front of the other man. Amis cried out as the knife he had was stuck between his ribs. Clair flinched as Isaiah broke the handle of the knife off. There was the sound of cracking bone as he used Amis's

__Isaiah__

attack and she wasn't one to make noise when she hunted. He'd gone to find her the entire time just knowing that one of those men left in the house had gotten in

shot out of a room. She

time was much more than it had been. He'd moved through the house quickly searching, but those that had her were the two men that he couldn't really hear

on the floor and some in the hall. He could hear fighting and the crash of a lamp. He'd heard what the man said and the red hot anger had turned

shirt and her pants. Which were pulled low on her hips. The man had scratch marks on him as well, he jumped up fast. It was just the fury at the sight that had rooted him to the spot for the moment. How dare

he grabbed the man by the throat. He was in terrible pain and barely able to breath with one flat lung and the knife in his

here with Clair." He said pulling

was solely Isaiah's. Isaiah pulled him down to a large room. He could kill the man in an instant but he wouldn't. Not yet. No that would not sate the rage

gaze moved around the room. There was no escape and the man's eyes widened. There were plenty of instruments in here that could cause pain. It was why he

kill you very

him still. It wouldn't last, not once Isaiah really started. Isaiah reached forward and with the strength of his hand alone crushed

sound of agony that came from

ribs. He pulled it out with a painful cry from the man. He coughed up some blood, as Isaiah did so. Just a bit of metal showed. It wasn't easy to pull out but he

Clair." He gasped