#demonicguardian

demonic-guardian

3. Your character has kidnapped mine and is torturing them for reasons unknown.

“Let go of me!” Kagura screamed, her feet kicking ruthlessly. The bindings on her wrists were tight, as were the ones on her ankles. She had finally pissed them off enough for them to do something drastic. Inuyasha was the leader, of course. “You are nothing, but Naraku’s slave! You deserve nothing better than to be tortured!” He yelled back at her, but it still didn’t make sense. If he knew she had not choice, but to obey his order, than why does that make her evil? Why did he hate her, so much?

“You are foolish! Bring me pain will have no benefit for you!” Insulting him was not a good idea. He threw her down on the floor and kicked her in the stomach. She kneeled over as much as she could, but her hands could not grasp the painful area. The feeling of nausea and suffocation was too much to bear and gasped repeatedly. It took her a few minutes to catch her breath. How much worse could this become?  She looked back up to him, only to be met with a fist to her cheek.  The taste of copper insults her senses and she spit the disgusting liquid out of her mouth and onto his bare feet. Then, she heard a cruel laugh. It sounded like Naraku’s, but no, it was Inuyasha.

It was a long time for anyone to be asleep.

Johann was asleep, there was no real doubt about that. Oh, his eyes were half open, and he spoke, albiet in a soft, dreamy monotone. But as far as his conscious mind was concerned, he was in a deep sleep, and had been kept that way for days. Anytime he had shown signs of waking, Dr. Azel or one of his monstrous servants had used drugs or hypnosis to put him right back into his trance state.

But things were happening. There was no one here now, the 'good doctor' preoccupied with new developments. And left unattended, Johann finally was given the chance to stir.

His eyes blink, the haze seeming to clear from them. He is dizzy, he feels sick from the heavy doses of drugs he's been doped with. If his stomach wasn't empty, he'd probably throw up.

"...mmmph..."

He wasn't tied or chained down. Azel hadn't felt the need. Gingerly, Johann rises from the chair, getting to his feet. His legs are wobbly, and he steadies himself with one hand.

Fritz. He needs to find Fritz. He remembers pain and agony- they seemed but as dreams, but he knows better. Something awful had happened to his beloved. And despite his own swimming head and weak limbs, Johann knows that he needs to get to Fritz no matter what the cost, and somehow escape from this horrid place.