Horrible Memories - Nightseer Fan Fiction

“Get up half-elf.” The demons said as they opened the door to the cell that Keleios now calls home. They stared at her with their yellow eyes a frightening stare. It was time again, she was taken to the torturing chamber day after day for months now, but still it is not an easy thing to get use to. Kelios stood up shaking, trying not to show weakness, but even a child could sense it from miles away. Her brown hair dangled to hide her face, the simple cloth covering her was dirty all over and the magical handcuffs stopped her from casting any spells; she was helpless.

She got out of the cell and into the dark hallways. The flame of the torch the demons held made the sweat of her skin shine and gave a pale look. When they got to the chamber’s gate the demons stopped and they shoved her in and locked the gate. The taller one said, “Have fun.” And their laughter filled the hall till they disappeared and no longer seen or heard.

A very familiar voice whispered her name. She shivered, but turned at him head held up, for she was Keleios Incantare, nightseer. It was the black mane Barbarous, her torturer.
The black winged demon wasted no time and started lashing his whip at her. Just the sound of the whip on her sweaty body was painful enough as it echoed back and forth through the dark room. She tried to hold back the tears, but it was a useless effort, she was just adding to the pain.

She wanted to give up so badly, to just die and never have to taste the whip of the black mane ever again. But she couldn’t, not yet. She came here for a reason and every lash on her back reminded her exactly what it was. Every scar she gets will be a constant reminder that she has unfinished business in this world; she can not die so easily.

Someday indescribable pain will come to both Harque and Barbarous, she believed.
And till that day comes she will have to withstand the pain, for the sake of avenging her mother and her self…