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.

gasped for air. He shoved something in her mouth and she started to fight wildly scratching and clawing. Amis came over to help and she kicked him right in

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

was wrong with people? She didn't know and 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,

a darkened hall and room. The other man gave her to him. She felt a little fight come back to her.

understand. He took hold of her bound wrists. The other man came over and pulled the gag from her mouth. Amis still holding her down. The man in charge patted her cheek

type. Talk or Amis will

would just stick to physical violence, but Amis was

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

be quick. If she doesn't say then I'll meet 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.

in so much pain though from the constant

He said, but came at her grabbing her by the back of the head before she could reach

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

and pulled out a knife. He jabbed it right into her upper thigh and twisted. Clair

see. He pulled at the top of her pants while she was distracted. That made her head clear slightly and then she struggled again. He plunged the knife down into her shoulder and she cried out again as he

far away clearly trying to keep moving and she was making a lot of noise. He went in there. Here

She smashed it over his head and scampered away. He took

until you're to weak to move I will. Going to tell me yet bitch?" He snapped. He moved

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

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 to be severe damage to her one arm and shoulder. She could barely

Isaiah she could see Gamma. Her head

back if you

forward into the room. Amis backed up pulling Clair with. His human shield, he

standing. She barely saw Isaiah move. He just was there in front of the other man. Amis cried out as the knife he had

__Isaiah__

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 head to try Clair. He'd

she shot out of a room. She showed him what had

him, once again she'd been attacked and was bleeding. His anger this 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

He could hear fighting and the crash of a lamp. He'd heard what the man said and the red hot anger had turned to ice cold hatred

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. It was just the fury at the sight that had

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 ribs.

said pulling Amis to the

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

it over to the man and sat down facing him. The man's 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 with

kill 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 with

of agony that came from him

pull out the blade buried in the man's ribs. He pulled it out with a

Clair." He