Chapter 39: Tell Us What You know


    Frustration set in. ir 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


    ir to move past. Then she turned and seemed to decide that she was going to follow. She was


    focused on ir and her hurried movements. Her Mastera seemed on edge and distracted. Which


    ir was distracted, how could she not be?


    ir 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 anding 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 beenying


    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, ckness 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 ck


    out again. Her head hurt so bad.


    She did ck 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. ir touched her brow, blood was running from it and her cheek bone bruised badly.


    "That was really stupid." ir humorlesslyughed.


    "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 ying 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 ir.


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    "I''m sure that that little hell hound went running off to tell him we''ve picked up his favorite y 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. ir was fine knowing what she was to him.


    "Most likely." ir said. If Gamma couldn''t get to her she''d find someone or something that could. Only


    a couple minutes passed sinceing 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?" ir 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.


    "Just go." The one in charge 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 wing. Amis came over to help and she kicked him right in the knee.


    "Ah, fuck you bitch." He said and grabbed her throat instead as the other man tied her hands. Amis


    then mmed her head back into the wall. She cked out again. When she came to, they were


    moving again. She saw that they were moving downstairs. Not far from the pool area.


    What 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, she had started to feel toward the one being that was now treating


    her more like a person than a thing. So sue her, it was how she stayed alive.


    "Give her to me." Amis said as they went into a darkened hall and room. The other man gave her to


    him. She felt a little fighte back to her. He dropped her on the bed and she tried to roll to get away


    from him.


    He just 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 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 red at him


    "Tell us before we have to start trying to force it out of you. Trust me, we know your type. Talk or Amis


    will teach you a lesson first. See what that demon finds so fascinating about you." ir had tears in her


    eyes.


    "You don''t understand! I don''t know, please don''t, please. You don''t know what he''ll do!" She pleaded,


    understanding perfectly how Amis would n 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 make her talk. That was what really


    excited him, inflicting the pain.


    "We have to keep moving Amis. We stall and have more chance to be found." ir tried to wriggle free


    but Amis gripped her throat and looked at the man.


    "I''ll 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. ir tried


    to get out from under him. She was terrified. Not just of what he nned to do, but what Isaiah would


    do. They''d clearly nned this and thought that she knew, and seemed to guess that she''d be difficult.


    ir hit him with her mind and he was flung from her. Her mind was in so much pain though from the


    constant abuse her head had taken it just added to her pain. He got up.


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


    door.


    "Let''s see what he finds so fascinating about you." He grabbed her and dragged her to another room


    and pinned her down.


    "Get the fuck 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. ir let out a scream of pain. It


    hurt horribly, the de twisting in her thigh blood gushing out.


    She had to blink back tears to 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 twisted. She thought the knife scraped bone.


    He got up dragging her 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 one arm. He came over her again just holding her on the floor.


    ir held up her hand, as he tore her shirt. Themp in the room 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 holding the knife to her throat.


    "If 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 de at her throat. It was nearly cutting the flesh.


    "I''ll kill her I swear." Amis said. ir was now looking at Isaiah who stood in the doorway. He looked


    very calm, his eyes were solid ck. She however could see that his calm demeanor was misleading.


    He was ridged with anger that swirled around him and the room. It fed the already dark air being


    projected here.


    "If you kill her nothing will be between you and me." Isaiah replied his voice eerie. His tone was deeper


    and coarser. ir 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 move it now.


    Her right leg didn''t want to support her. If not for Amis holding 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 sounding from her, a


    deadly sound.


    "I''ll give her back if you let me go."


    "No." Isaiah said. He held out his hand and the knife was torn away. Isaiah grabbed it and stepped


    forward into the room. Amis backed up pulling ir with. His human shield, he stopped moving


    suddenly and let go of her.


    ir nearly crumpled to the floor but she managed to take hold of the table there 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. ir flinched as Isaiah broke the handle of the knife off. There was the


    sound of cracking bone as he used Amis''s ribs as leverage to break it.


    __Isaiah__


    Isaiah had stopped 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 head to try ir. He''d found


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


    Instant anger came to 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 couldn''t really hear mentally.


    He''d tracked them downstairs and came to the room where ir had been stabbed first. There was


    blood on the floor and some in the hall. He could hear fighting and the crash of amp. He''d heard


    what the man said and the red hot anger had turned to ice cold hatred in a second.


    Isaiah hade to the doorway, blood was soaking what was left of ir''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 rooted him to the spot for the moment. How dare he touch her, it would be


    thest thing he ever did.


    "Gamma." Isaiah said as he grabbed the man by the throat. He was in terrible pain and barely able to


    breath with one t lung and the knife in his ribs.


    "Stay here with ir." He said pulling Amis to the hall with him.


    Beta came down the hall and with one look at Isaiah he moved past him to where ir was. He knew


    that this one was solely Isaiah''s. Isaiah pulled him down to arge room. He could kill the man in an


    instant but he wouldn''t. Not yet. No that would not sate the rage building.


    He set the man in a chair harshly. Isaiah stood looking at him. Isaiah grabbed another chair and pulled


    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 his bare hands.


    "I''m going to kill you very slowly, you know why?"


    "Because of that whore." The man wheezed. This would be fun. He had a bit of fight to him still. It


    wouldn''tst, not once Isaiah really started. Isaiah reached forward and with the strength of his hand


    alone crushed the man''s knee cap.


    The sound of agony that came from him was satisfying but not enough.


    "I don''t like your tone. Try not to insult what belongs to me when I''m controlling how much pain you


    feel." Isaiah warned reaching forward to pull out the de 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 of metal showed. It


    wasn''t easy to pull out but he used ws to get a hold of it and yank it out.


    "Because of ir." He gasped out.


    "Better." Isaiah flicked the de down into Amis''s thigh. He jerked but didn''t quite cry out. Isaiah found


    the fissure he needed in the man''s mind and went through it. What he''d nned to do to ir added to


    his cold hatred already.


    "I''ll answer your question for you by the way." Isaiah said taking the de back and holding it up to


    rotate in the air between them. Amis''s gaze was flicking to the de and then to Isaiah.


    "Question?" Amis asked his head felt like it was going to split in two. Isaiah hadn''t been gentle while


    tearing through it. Looking at what he and hispanion had talked about. What they spected ir


    was to him and why. What her worth was. Hence the reason that they chose her. They figured she was


    important and would know. She was, just not how they thought.


    "Yes, she is worth her weight in gold. Though you''ll never really know. If only I''d been just a bitter."


    Isaiah dropped his hand looking at the broken de he got up looking down at Amis.


    "Go fuck yourself." Amis spat breathing oddly.


    "Before I start in on you Amis. I''ll give you a choice." Isaiah said. "That de," Isaiah pointed to the


    rotating bloody de hanging in the air. "you can swallow it now or after I''m done and I make you." He


    looked at the de and then Isaiah like he was insane.


    "I''m not swallowing that, and you can''t make me." Isaiah gave a shrug and a very cold dark smile came


    to his face. He looked very much like a demon then with shiny ck eyes.


    "Very well, that was the response I was hoping for. I can make you do whatever I want, now that I can


    get in your head. You will be swallowing that de." Amis was going to wish he''d swallow that de


    himself and made it quick.


    ___ir___


    ir stood in the bathroom. Her shirt off, not that there was much left of it. Both Gamma and Beta were


    with her. Gamma was very upset that she hadn''t been able to get to ir. Beta was angered at what


    had happened to her as well. Apparently he thought of her as part of the little pack they had and it was


    slightlyforting.


    She looked at the raw and bloody wounds that hurt like hell. They were starting to heal already. Faster


    than ever before, and she guessed that it had to do more with Isaiah''s blood than anything else. She


    put her head down. She felt so helpless, so weak right now.


    Gamma rubbed against her good leg and licked the bad one. Her tongue was rough but ir didn''t


    mind. She had a new shirt next to her and had put on shorts so she could easily see her calf. ir


    limped from the bathroom. The shouts and screams had stopped. She couldn''t really find the will to feel


    sorry for Amis. Honestly she hoped that it hurt, and she felt no shame for it.


    ir slipped on the shirt wincing as she tried to get her bad arm through it and failed. She just left it


    how it was and crawled into the bed there. Sheid down on her good side. Gamma hopped up and


    then Beta. ir wasforted by their presence. Still she felt upset and angry, she was more than


    d that Isaiah had shown up, but what if she hadn''t been able to hold her own for that bit of time. Not


    to mention hertest discovery about herself? What would Isaiah have done then?


    She felt tears sliding down her face. She felt defeated, totally out of control and drowning. She felt


    rather than saw the hell hounds jump down. She looked up at Isaiah who was standing there now. He


    was looking down at her studying her.


    "How bad is it?" He asked quietly.


    "I''ll live." She answered. She looked away from him and his dark eyes. She felt vulnerable and knew


    she had to look like it as well. Not something she wanted him to see, predators jumped on vulnerability.


    He moved onto the bed. She noted that he had a new pair of clothes on. No doubt the others were


    coated in blood.


    He reached down and looked at her calf, then to her hip. His fingers moved over the wound. A bit of an


    icy chill settling in it. It was cooling and felt good, he reached for her shirt and she stopped him.


    "Let me see your shoulder ir."


    ir moved her hand. What if he could tell that she was pregnant? Would he be able to tell that by a


    touch? She didn''t think so, but if he really looked at her he had to be able to see the weight gain. He


    only seemed interested in her wound though and she felt the same thing as in her hip. Neither hurt as


    bad anymore.


    "Thank you." She said looking away from him. At least he wasn''t angry at her. She didn''t know what his


    feelings toward her were. They were always so jumbled and she couldn''t understand it.


    "You are wee." Isaiah said looking at ir. She pulled the shirt down moving back on her side.


    She looked extremely depressed and defeated, he didn''t like that. It bothered him. Why it did, he didn''t


    know, and had given up trying to figure out his odd reactions to her. Or maybe he just didn''t want to


    admit why.


    She''d been crying in here. The hell hounds had shown him. Not that he''d never seen or heard a human


    cry, but ir''s tears were for different reasons. Not fear or pain, hers were caused by something deep


    inside. Something he would never understand and could never figure out, yet one more piece to her


    puzzle.


    He moved andy pulling ir against him. He took in the smell of her. The citrus smell mixed with a


    kind of flower. The flower scent was a bit sharper at the moment. He could feel her crying again. This


    was very odd to him yet he waspelled to stay here with her, like it was important that he do this.


    Why shouldn''t he? He''d decided that she was to stay here. Remain with him, which meant he was


    obligated to take care of her. Surprisingly he didn''t mind. She didn''t push him away, she did sink a bit


    more into him. Both of them took a kind of sce in it. Though the moment was silent and neither felt


    like breaking it.