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I originally posted this on Deviantart, but this is for the people who can't get past the mature content block. Don't worry, it's not that bad, and I know there are spelling errors and run on sentences, but I don't care.

And my avi is supposed to look like Tari, post-what-happens-in-this-chapter.



Tari awoke to find herself chained to a wall and drained of all her powers. She felt as helpless as a newborn child, she couldn't remeber what happened. She used what little strength she had to survey the room when her eye fell on something familiar, a neclace. Its design was simple, the chain was nearly pure silver, and its pendant was a rounded red orb inside a silver cage. She new that neclace, for she had given it to her mother shortly before her people were nearly eradicated by an army led by the elf, Gahalven. A single tear fell down her cheek.
The door opened and there he stood, he hadn't changed since she first saw him. He had short, blond hair, his eyes were grey, his clothes were plain and black, but his face showed centuries of mercilessness and cruelty, twisted into an evil grin. He crouched down to her level and spoke, his voice was deep a somewhat hoarse, " Imagine the suprise on Drakan's face when I told him that I had capture the Dracona slave of his bride-to-be, the perfect bait, the perfect trap, for we know that she been stupid enough to befriend an animal such as you."
" My people are only as much of an animal as yours, considering we share the same blood. And I am no slave, I serve Ivira of my own will, she freed me long ago." She retorted.

" But yours shares the blood of dragons, those worthless serpents, they fled this land in fear of us, we won the war, your race is an abomination" He paused, " But why must such beauty be wasted on such a filthy creature?" His voice changed, it was soft, and sounded as if there was a void in his soul, longing to be filled. "What?" said Tari, that creeped her out. Gahalven kissed her, and she bit his lip. "Ow! Oh, fiesty are we?" He said. Oh, s**t, she thought. He removed the chains from the wall, but left the irons on. He tossed her onto the bed as if she were naught but a ragdoll. He tore her clothes off and raped her, she did not have the strength to resist him. All she could do was scream, " NOO! HELP, ARVEN, HELP ME!!"



Back at the camp Ivira and Arven were in the middle of combat practice when an overwhelming feeling of panic came upon him. He fell to one knee, Ivaira went to his side. " Did I get you?" she said. " No" he replied, he was shaking, " I just got the feeling that something terrible has just happened to Tari, I can hear her calling me."



It seemed to go on forever, but when Gahalven finished he had returned to his old self.

" Now you be a good girl while I'm gone." he said.

Tears were streaming down Tari's face, " Your neck is mine, you wretch"

He cocked his head to one side, " Don't be so put off, surely you found some pleasure in it."

" Don't flatter yourself," she spat back, " your neck was mine long before today"

" Whatever do you mean?"

" I was there, I was there when you nearly destroyed my people. I was there when you killed my mother! She died, she died in my arms! And I vowed to destroy the man who did this to my kingdom."

Gahalven burst into laughter " And you've come all this way, only to fall into my hands. How sad, how dreadfull, how terrilbly funny, oh, how cruel irony can be!"

" Vengence shall still be mine" she said, weakly

He wiped tears of laughter off his face and said, sarcastically " Of course it will" and with that he left the room.