《Black Blood (Dropped...)》Chapter 22: Thinning the blood that binds family
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soooooooooooooooooooooooo.................. plans changed and got moved, and now i'm mostly free until friday. friday and saterday i wont be able to write or post, so expect the special sometime sunday or next week, hence why you get a chapter now......... and maybe..... MAYBE another one later on this week...... MAYBE..........
bit of a short chapter, but BTW there's some messed up shit ahead. you were warned.....................
ANYWAY, here is a little divine family tree (With some SPOILERS) for anyone as confused as Azgalor is:
Alt was born (the first time) from Isireya and some lucky mortal guy from earth (Parallel)
Hellatia was created by Isireya and Moldovaus
Sally was created twice by the same being (Deceased) then renamed/given new purpose by Alt
Isireya came into existence directly from a Void
Moldovaus was created by a singular Titan
any divine beast was either born of another divine beast of the same kind, or directly made by a being of higher divinity
any Void begot itself from itself for itself and by itself......................
reincarnation doesn't count as a divine giving "birth" or "rebirthing" nor do the reincarnated count as or consider themselves a divines child.
higher divinity, since they don't HAVE physical bodies most of the time, only consider the SOUL as important. when referring to any/their body they are referencing a soul body, for them to have a physical body they would need to manifest in some way.
and not being able to give birth, conceive, or anything else isnt a real problem for divines, until Isireya discovered that "Once you go Mortal......." most divines thought the only way to make offspring was by pooling faith and CREATING them directly. Isireya was an exception as she did/caused/is something there-before unknown to almost the entire multiverse.............
anyway THAT gives a SHITTON for you theorists out there to work with, so i expect to see some GOOD theories in the comments this chapter..............
ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joselin Phantus
I……………….. Where am I?
“You up again Phantus bitch? Shame, now I gotta go and knock you out again…….. at least TRY and make less work for us will ya’…………..” (???)
I raised my head slightly, but I couldn’t see anything. I must have been blind-folded while I was out.
Ahhh….. Now I remember. I was captured. Now I’m being tortured….. for information. Did I already give them information? Did they drug me? ……………….. No. no, they gouged out my eyes last I remember. No truth serum yet, but they probably will soon……..
“Hey, you think she can even hear us yet? I mean her ears SEEM ok, but we did remove them a couple of times. Maybe her healing hasn’t reached all the internal shit yet. We should give her some more time….” (??? #2)
“Do you KNOW what this Phantus bitch DID to our Queen? She deserves the worse we could ever do, not this soft handed shit we’ve been doing. I don’t give a fuck if she can hear or not, once we’re given permission to give the bitch level 3 torture instead of this level 1 bullshit, I’ll handle her MYSELF!!!” (???)
“But we don’t, so calm the fuck down and stop talking about sensitive information in front of a potential security risk. You know the orders, ‘No names. No information. No going off DIRECT orders.’ The prisoner is to be left in the dark about everything until the boss brings in that 'prince' girl. If you can’t keep that straight then leave, or I’ll deal with you myself.” (??? #3)
Looks like there is some internal strife amongst my captors. Maybe I can use this……….
“She’s listening in on you, girls. let’s teach her how impolite it is to eavesdrop……..” (??? #4)
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Oh Goddess I hope I lose consciousness again……..
Alt
“So, you have been feeding her misinformation as well as near constant level 1 torture?”
I looked in on the room that was stained with splotches of brown that the cleaners apparently couldn’t wash away (at least not while there was still a potentially dangerous prisoner still inside.... and it could, you know, MELT them..…). There was only one occupant in the room. She was a girl, a pretty, young looking, brunette with longish hair and an average figure. She was blindfolded, bloodied, and wearing what now amounted to ripped up rags.
That prisoner, one Joselin Phantus, was found attempting to flee the capital by means of one of an underground groups smuggling point. After investigation, it was found that this group had close ties with Frayed Assurance, and was removed by Till and her people after the capture was made.
Joselin Phantus, a non-noble of the Phantus bloodline. She has only been in the kingdom for five months. That’s all we could get from investigations about her, but I was sure Carmen would get me the rest. Whatever it took.
“Yes, Lord Alt. As of now, she should be unsure of your exact..... affiliation.... with the ‘mercenaries’ that are holding her. She also shouldn’t know anything about the structure, location, or purpose of that mercenary group.” (Carmen)
“Good, good. Has she given you any REAL information yet? About who she is? Who she works for?” (Alt)
“She has begun to talk, but she still has a lot of spirit left…… these four have done all they could to get as much information out of her as possible, while also acting just as you instructed. We have some minor information about her connections in the kingdom, but nothing important yet.” (Carmen)
Hmmmm………… I DO want to just finish her off today, but…………….. No, I think that…… Yes……. YES!!!! THAT is PERFECT!!!!!!! I get the info I need out of her, revenge, a test subject, AND I’ll get HER to work for ME for a little bit………. Oh, this is gonna be nice and horrible for you Joselin…….. Just sit in there and wait………………
“Carmen, you are to get ALL information out of this woman. I want to know EVERYTHING about her, both as a member of Frayed Assurance AND as a person. I want to know her childhood, her first love, the name she gave to her pet fucking FISH. EVERYTHING. I also want her to not realize that she told you anything. Use any drug or magic you need, but make it happen.” (Alt)
“It’ll be done within the hour Lord Alt.” (Carmen)
I felt my cute/cruel smile begin to form again. This was gonna be FUN….
“I also want her at the VERY EDGE of breaking. I want her unsure of EVERYTHING. I want her to give in, give up, and just wait for death. I want her to be so far gone, not even she would think she could recover. I want you to leave only ONE bastion of hope, ONE speck that she can hold onto to keep from her from breaking entirely. A tiny piece of her that could pull her back together if given the right help….” (Alt)
“I can see to it that, THAT is done as well. I assume that you, Lord Alt, will be that helping hand?” (Carmen)
“Yes…….. I will build her back up, all to destroy her ever so much more thoroughly…….” (Alt)
I looked at the four bowing woman that had been staying with this Phantus for the last two days. They were all fairly attractive, and all of them had some unique feature that set them apart from the norm. One had bright white hair, one a double fang on her left side, another a scar across her nose, and the last looked exactly like the first only with red hair. They were all easy to recognize and remember, just as I had asked that those attending to the Phantus should be.
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“You four are to continue as you have, but with one slight difference. You WILL extract some actual information from her this time around, it can be minor, but I want HER to know she gave SOMETHING up. I also want you to pile on more cruelty. Keep everything you physically do at level 1, but other than that you have free reign with her. Violate her, hurt her, demean her, molest her, humiliate her, taunt her, even rape her if that’s what it takes, but I want her to HATE you four. I want her to detest your very existence, to wish for its end with all her heart. I want her to see you as demons, BEYOND evil. Something that must be wiped out and killed before they could do the same to her. Do you understand?” (Alt)
They all nodded and gave affirmatives. Carmen really did train her people well for only having a month, these four are damn near creepy in their devotion and readiness to me and the faction. They haven’t even looked up from their stares at my shoes…….. Correction, the floor IN FRONT of my shoes.
“Good. Carmen, get into contact with one of the underground organizations. One that our faction has ties to and can trust, but also can’t be connected to us. We’re gonna need a favor from them, I need them to broker and oversee a certain trade………” (Alt)
Joselin Phantus
How long has it been? I just want to die now, why don’t they just kill me already?
WHY!?!?!?............. WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!?
.............I know why……. I haven’t told them enough yet…….. I won’t, I won’t betray my house, my family to them. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t……………………… Will I? I told them something before……………
“NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I won’t! I WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNN’T!!!!!” (Joselin)
“SHUT THAT FUCKING THING UP WOULD YOU!!!! I’m trying to work here!!! Damn it fucked up the line……” (???)
I began to rock in my chair again, it was hard with the straps holding my arms and legs, but I was still able to rock back and forth. The rocking helped. The rocking ALWAYS helped. The rocking takes away some of the pain. The fear. The…… memories with Scar……….. Rocking was good.
“It’s rocking back and forth again....” (??? #2)
White……. That’s White, she’s White because she has white hair. White is the one who likes to shock me, to humiliate me, to make me lose control of myself. To watch as I lose control of my body and twitch, spasm, and "Dance my favorite dance now please....." in front of her. She sometimes records my screams too, she likes to play them as she works on me alone. White was my favorite, she was the nicest out of the four.
“Then just let the damn thing rock, it’s not like it’ll tip the chair. That thing is embedded so deep down into the foundation it would take a fucking DRAGON to break it. Just focus would you? It’s hard enough carving a poem into this thing's arm as it is…………” (???)
Red, Red looks like White, but she’s red. Red like my blood. Red like my useless, disgusting blood. Red is bad. Red likes to cut me, to carve and flay and rend and slice!!!! Red likes to make me taste my own blood too. “You’re a Phantus Right? Your kind love to get people high and addicted off your blood right? You should at least get to be high while I do this. Here you go, enjoy! I said ENJOY it you bitch not spit it back out!!! Haaaaaaaah, no need for me to get so mad though, right? That’ll be the only blood you ever get from now on anyways! HAHAHAhahahahaha……..” Red also liked to mark me. She would brand or cut or carve me all over my body, then when I healed she’d do it again. And again. And again and again and again and again and again until I had lost the count. Then we had to do it all over again. It was my fault though, always my fault... I shouldn't have lost count.........
“I didn’t mean you needed to stop it from rocking, please don't in fact its fun to watch, I just meant…..” (White)
“Yeah whatever, now let me Work here! Damn, no one knows how hard it is to make true art anymore.....” (Red)
“Quiet you two. We are expecting the ‘Prince’ within the hour, and I don’t want to spend that hour hearing to you two argue back and forth.” (??? 3)
It was Scar…….. Scar was the worst, she would……….. she had………….. “SSSSHHHHH!!!!!! SHHH, don’t fight this Phantus slut, you might even enjoy it. I know I will………..”
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! BACK AND FORTH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BACK AND FORTH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Scar was the one who liked to…….. play with me……… to touch me………….. She would do things. They always hurt at first, but eventually I always felt something else. Something I liked even less than the pain…… I would always struggle, even screamed for the other three to come back whenever I found out I was alone with………. Her…….. but they never did. They never did……………
“There, that’s better silence, sweet SWEET silence………..” (Scar)
I rocked back and forth. Rocking made things better. Rocking always made things better. Rocking gave me something to do while I waited to die. When I was rocking I wasn’t betraying my house again. Like when I talked about them to Scar to get her to not-………………..
Rocking made things better. Rocking ALWAYS made things better.
I heard the slam that meant that someone had come in. it must be Fangs…… Fangs was the leader of everyone. She also liked to play mind games with me. She always won………………..
“Would you girls quit screwing around! We have less than an hour to clean this thing up before-………. FUCK!!!! Who left her blind fold off again! We can’t have her LOOKING at the prince!!! Find it, come on quickly!!!” (Fangs)
Prince? Princess? The Phantus noble everyone was interested in bringing back home? They never came to rescue her? Him?
................................Why? If they never even came than why did I have to……………….? Maybe it was all just a dream? Maybe I have only ever lived here with White, Red, Scar, and Fangs forever…………. Maybe I just made it all up? That has happened a few times before I think………… the Fae prince who rescued me wasn’t real, and the army of Weres that came weren’t real either…………………….. Maybe……. Maybe I’ve just lost my mind?
“Ha.... hehehe ha....... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” (Joselin)
I felt the tears as they fell. This makes it the 4,326 time now huh?.....................
Maybe the Goddess isn’t even real either…………. Why would a Goddess want a baby or child anyway?........... What would a Goddess do with one?...............
anyway go theorise and don't forget to RATE AND REVIEW Black Blood if you guys want that extra bonus chapter on the special, you have until Friday 12:00 am before i stop the contest.
....................oh and do all that other stuff too............ i guess.............
Author Out!!!!!!!!!
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