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.

said. He left the room and the one in charge gripped her throat hard. She couldn't breathe and gasped for air. He shoved something in her mouth and she started to fight wildly scratching and clawing. Amis came over to help

throat instead as the other man tied her hands. Amis then slammed her head back into the wall. She blacked

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

as they went 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

other man came over and pulled the gag from her mouth. Amis still holding her down. The man in charge patted her cheek for a moment and she

we know your type. Talk or

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

be found." Clair tried to wriggle

you in the next spot. You can take her and try. That way we don't have all our 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,

in so much pain though from the constant abuse her head had taken

by the back of the head before she could

finds so fascinating about you." He grabbed her and dragged her to

swore and pulled out a knife. He jabbed it right into her upper thigh and twisted. Clair let out a scream of pain.

her head clear slightly and then she struggled again. He plunged the knife down into her shoulder and she cried out

by her 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

tore her shirt. The lamp in the room came to her. She smashed it over his head and scampered

I have to keep cutting and stabbing you until you're to weak to move I will. Going to tell me yet bitch?" He snapped. He moved suddenly yanking her up and turning her so her back was to him. He kept the blade

her I 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 see that his calm demeanor was misleading. He was ridged with anger that swirled around him and the room. It

kill her nothing will be between you and me." Isaiah replied his voice eerie. His tone was deeper and coarser. Clair was more worried about him attacking than the knife at her throat. Her wounds stung badly and there had

Behind Isaiah she could see Gamma. Her head low and all the hair raised on her back. Her lips were

back if you

out his hand and the knife was torn away. Isaiah grabbed it and stepped forward into the room. Amis backed up pulling Clair with. His human shield, he stopped

to stay standing. 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

__Isaiah__

in the hall he'd been walking down the second he heard Gamma snarling and attacking something. It didn't sound like a normal 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 their

as she shot out of a room. She showed

was bleeding. His anger this time was much more than it had been. He'd moved

He could hear

the doorway, blood was soaking what was left of Clair's shirt and her pants. Which were pulled low on her hips. The man had scratch marks on him as well, he jumped up fast.

by the throat. He was in terrible pain and barely able to

here with Clair." He said pulling Amis to

He knew that this one was solely Isaiah's. Isaiah pulled him down to a large room. He

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 picked this room, psychological warfare. He'd be killing this man

you very slowly, you

be fun. He had a bit of fight to him still. It wouldn't last, not once Isaiah really started. Isaiah reached forward and

from him was satisfying but

much pain you feel." Isaiah warned reaching forward to pull out the blade buried in the man's ribs. He pulled it out with a painful cry from the man. He coughed up some blood, as Isaiah did so. Just a bit

Clair." He gasped