This Silence is Deafening;; - - [ZOEY]

[Hannibal Casry]

"You would, wouldn't you?" he asked with a laugh as he felt her hands trace over the sensitive grooves in his chest where the muscles had been formed. He may have been skinny as hell, but he was strong and very fit. His muscle could easily distract the eyes so no one really noticed how thin he was. He didn't have a problem being thin because he knew he was pretty healthy, but perhaps a little bit more meat on his body wouldn't be a problem. Enough to cover his slightly protruding ribs, maybe add a little to his hollow face and thin, but musular arms and legs. He waited patiently for his question to be answered, even though he knew that he wasn't going to like it.

The words that came from her didn't shock him, but he didn't want her to do any such thing. What if that freak dared to touchhis beauty? He'd rip the bastard's head off. He didn't want anyone else's hands on her body, just his. Call him possessive, but he loved Becky and he wanted her with him, not any other man. "But--" his complaints were cut off by another kiss as she looked into his eyes and then explained some more. "Alright, that's good to hear." he said calmly. A smile didn't show on his features because he still didn't want her to do it. He let his finger tips fall down her body before she hugged him tightly. "That's going to be hard. I can't be mad at you..." he said lovingly, the words coming from his mouth in a soft tone as his fingers traced her jaw then she took his other hand and dragged him over to the wall.

He listened as her screams echoed in the cold stone room that seemed to hold them prisoner. "You'll need to make up big for this." he spoke in a soft, teasing tone as he kissed her lips once more before pulling the hood down over his face and hiding anything that would make him different. He fixed the cloak so it covered his skin once more and made him hide his true identity for her eyes. He pushed her agaisnt the wall, showing no love for her as he played the part of being angry, but no words slipped from his mouth as the stone scraped the walls.

The elder moved down the hall, hearing the commotion that came from the room where he had sent Kraisee. He pulled another male from his standing guard position in the hallway and held tightly to his clock as he dragged him along. Their bodies slinked through the shadows as the candle was held in his hand and the light-weight black, crushed velvet cloak billowed behind him as he pushed the wall in a certain spot and opened it to enter the room. His eyes laid sight upon the male that now had the female pushed against the wall. "Kraisee, my dear lad, you have not treated her yet? How in God's name is she still up and moving by this time? Did you not listen to your instructor in your beginning days?" the male's hollow, but higher pitched voice spoke as he hooked the candle to a spot in the wall and linked his fingers together in front of his body. The hands fell to his brush agaisnt his body and the skin was hidden by the long flowing sleeves of the velvet cloak. "You're dismissed Kraisee. If you are not fit to complete your duty in a respectable amount of time then someone must see to it that it is done properly, while you are sent back to learn. Follow International, he'll be your scholar." he said as his hand rested upon the male's shoulder and pulled him off of the female.

"It can be seen that you have yet to be treated..." the male spoke as he shut the door, waiting for a response as he kept his features hidden. He knew nothing of this female, but she drew those feelings inside of him which were sinful. The transgression of preference was committed by the highest ranking members of the brotherhood, but this feeling was not spoken, which allowed him to continue leading.

"C'mon Kraisee. We must get you schooled properly." he spoke in deep, hollow tones that reeked of lust. His strong hands removed one of the ropes from his belt, and "Kraisee's" eyes found it to be a whip. At first he was reluctant to leave but he was pulled away from her body. He walked with a slow beat before he was pulled out by International. He cracked the whip threatinely and let his hand rest on the small of "Kraisee's" back. "Another lesson shall be interesting. Most take it upon themselves to learn the first time... Did you enjoy my company?" he asked as he pushed the male along into a room down the hallway. He shut the door behind the two of them, and lit the multiple candles along the walls.

He set the last candle in and let the length of the whip fall from his hand as he cracked it loud and threatinley. He let the tip of it slide through the dull air in the room and let it fall to his side once more as he approached "Kraisee". He grabebd the male's hands and pulled them forward to a pole in the center of the room. "Kraisee" hesitated against the grip as he knew what he was in for. He'd lashed a male in this very safe room, and the remains of the blood from his back were still spilled upon the floor. "No, I can learn other ways, please, International. I did enjoy your company, but there must be some sort of alternative." As the male spoke, International gazed at him strangly from the cloak. "Kraisee's" face was hidden, as was International's, but for a moment he didn't sound like one of the brotherhood. Of course the male was distracted when he was complimented, but shook his head as if the other male would understand. He tied the hands together and then to the pole in the center. "There is no alternative for those who need to learn twice." he said as he forced the male's cloak up, revealing the exposed skin under the crushed velvet. His body was pale, and held no lash marks from a previous lesson. "Who are you, intruder?" the male asked angrily as he hoisted Chad up, and pulled the hood from his face to see the angelic features. The long golden locks and those beautiful eyes. "Maybe there is an alternative... Just for you." he said as he removed the knife from his waist and let it grace Chad's flawless skin. "Thrill me with your stories of how you made it in here, and then fooled the elder... Were you bannished? Or were you like that female intruder that everyone speaks of? I must know." he spoke as the steel stopped at his hips.

[Zoey]

She grinned at him nodding a smile upon her lips. She would like it, maybe a bit to much. He temped her every second of the day. She actually did not have a problem with his body. It was flawless. He had hard abs and strong arms. Her lips met his briefly once more I know love its going to be hard just promise me your going to be good. She let his hadns graze over her. She was glad he was so possesive. That was one of his main qualities she liked so much. I will know your not actually being mad at me Chad When his fingers traced her jaw she closed her eyes holding one of his hands. This was going to be extremely difficult. She was not interested in any other man then Chad. He was the onely one who got these feelign stirred.

A smile lightened her face as he teasted about her needing to make it up it up to him. I promise, you will be begging me to stop. She kissed him back biting her lip as he pulled his hood up. She took a deep breath as he pushed her against the wall. The room was silent except for the stones moving. The elder and another man walked in. She masked her emotions with fear and struggled against Chad. The elder was tense and aware. perfect. When Chad let go she fell to her knees pretending to be weak. "Kraisse" was being led off. she watched a bit of hurt going through her. Would he be ok? Yes, it was Chad, he knew his way around and she could not wait to see him again. God well, better get this show on the road.

She looked up at him standing as he told her she had not been treated Oh trust me i have, but maybe not properly. She walked over to him smiling as she gently traced her hand down his chest I saw the way you looked at me, I was hoping you would come back. She whispered pulling his hood off gently Do the brothres have no woman companionship, does that not get lonely? Her breathing was even. God why the hell was she doing this? It was so weird. He was attractive but not arousal even stirred in her at the sight of him. She was just hoping that it would be over quickly. She hoped maybe she could knock him out and that she could go save Chad as quicly as possible. She hoped to god he was not being punished...

[Hannibal Casry]

"Kraisee's" body tensed a bit as the skin was exposed. His pale body seemed ghostly in the dim light of the room. He was forced to a standing position, but his hands were still tied to the pole and he couldn't move them other then going up and down. His eyes were forced to adjust to the dimly lit room as the hood was pulled off his features, revealing his long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. "Kraisee" was quiet as he was asked who he was, and then the male stopped, simply saying that perhaps there was an alternative. "Kraisee's" muscles tensed when he felt the steel move over his cloth less body.

"Uhh... I was banished from the brotherhood when I was younger... I have longed to return and be a part of the group once more. My brothers meant the world to me, and without them my life has been meaningless." he spoke calmly as the steel stopped at his hips. He didn't flinch as he felt the sharpened end grace his skin. He could feel the blood fall down from his hips to drop on his bare leg. He let his blue eyes search the shadows of the male's hood until he found the relative location of his eyes.

"Oh... that's amazing. I've heard of you before. You were the one that dared to cross paths with the elder weren't you? The forbidden one you are known as. Everyone speaks of you when the elder is not around. How did you fool him? You must be cunning." the first few words left the male almost like a moan and "Kraisee's" body tensed. He was not affected by another male's moans. It thrilled him none at all, and disgusted him, but the male's hands found his bleeding hip, and raised his fingers up to brush the blood down his body. He stepped close to "Kraisee" and pulled his cloak all the way off his body so that it hung on his arms, then stepped away to reclaim his whip. "I'll give you a choice. Since I have heard so many stories of how amazing you are, you can either prove this to me, or take the thirty lashes. If you are not as amazing as I have heard, you will get the lashings anyway." he spoke as he stepped close to "Kraisee". "What will it be?"

"I'm sorry International, but I will have to pass on your first offer. The stories are great I am sure, but I have to pass. I am too tired for much right now..." he said quietly, letting a soft yawn stretch his features as he ignored the question of how he fooled the elder. He knew the lashings would hurt more then the other option, but he was not going to have sex with another man. It was not going to happen. He'd rather take the pain then loose his personal feeling of pride. If he dropped to such a level he would no longer feel comfortable with himself.

"What about a compromise then? I haven't been with anyone since the season, which went horrible for me... I will only set you ten lashes, if I'm given an hour." he said quietly, letting his hands touch the male's body as he pushed "Kraisee" against the pole and let his hands rest on the male's hips, gently stroking the bare skin as his teeth pressed into "Kraisee's" neck. He left no room for "Kraisee" to speak as he adjusted his cloak a bit and pushed into the "virgin". He technically wasn't when it came to being with women, but this was different... "Kraisee's" body remained tense as he listened to the offer and then felt the male move behind him. His hands stroked the skin and teeth tortured his neck, but he felt no lust like he did when it was Becky's hands and teeth. A male's touch was different and didn't arouse him in the least. He was given no choice as a soft cry of pain left his vocals. He stretched it out to make it sound like a moan, but in reality he felt pain, a sharp, stinging pain within his lower bowls.

The male's body stayed relaxed as she spoke and let her hand touch his untouchable body. No one dared to get close to him, well, not since the Forbidden one was banished. He'd been given the simple name of Fakhir before, but no one was to speak that name. He was known as the forbidden one. That had been the only one to ever defile his body. This is why he was banished. Now the female touched his body out of season and he reacted badly. He wasn't supposed to act in this foul manner. He allowed her hand to grace his tanned skin, and his eyes followed her movements from under the hood.

"I am not here for those unspeakable reasons... You're an intruder..." he spoke in response to her whispers, the hood was pulled from his face to reveal the features that had lurked within the shadows. A hollow, nicely tanned face with deep green, almond shaped eyes and thick, straight brown hair. A few piercings started at the top of his ear and there were seven rings. Each a different shade of a dark red color. The top was black and they casually faded to a deep crimson red. The last was red as blood. He listened to her words, his deep green eyes falling down her body briefly. "That is information of the brothers, not for one like you." he said, not speaking of the season. It was a time when the mature people in the society were allowed to be together. Peasants [women] worked the fields the many months of the good weather, then during the cold came inside for the season. If the season was successful their children were taken into the house of their year and raised while the peasants returned to the fields.

He stepped closer to Becky, his thin body being hidden within the crushed velvet material as he moved her back to the table. He advanced which forced her to recede and he moved her body back to the table where she had been before "Kraisee" untied her. He let his hands grace her skin and he felt horrible for thinking the thoughts he was thinking. He wanted to be with her, and the blood in his body was concentrated to one spot, which made the unthinkable thoughts, unavoidable.

[Zoey]

Her eyes met his and her hands shook as she ran them gently down his chest. He was tense. She should not be doing this. It was so clear yet she was only thinking for the other men in her life. Chad and her brother. What if Chad was being punished? As she pulled back the hood a gasp left her as his features showed. He was utterly handsome, but no arousal stirred in her. What cauht her attention the most though was the piercings in his ears. She wished chad had some. His voice was angry and she looked at him showing fear to make him feel dominant Do the brothers have to know everything? She whispered. He was so tense. Almost as though he was afraid to let loose. Wooohooo..if she got him loose it would destroy them.

His strong hands shoved her back onto the table and a sweak of pain left her as he pushed her down. His eyes looked at her hungrily and she looked at him her eyes searching his. Holy shit this was going tooo fast. Do it. She growled at him a grin corsing her features. inside she shuddered though. She hated talking like this to him. Maybe if she imagined it as Chad. No. She would go to far if she thought it was Chad. His hands were like iron as she tried to pull one free. Her head turned to face his before she knew what she had to do Sorry Chad. she thought before she reached ehr head up capturing his lips. She wanted to turn in revolt but she stayed still her body tense hoping it was not a bad reaction. God he was not the same. His hands grazed her skin and fear trickled up her spine. This was not what she was planning.

Chad was so soft. his lips were hard. He was not as tall as Chad so she had to crane her neck. A yelped of pain was heard from another room and she broke the kiss looking in the direction. Oh God. Chad. She could not stop. She slowly turned her ehad back mustering up a fake sexy smile Yummy. She whispered. She was not going to nip at him though. No more kissing unless he forced her too. It was already uncomfortable enough with him ontop of her. It definatly was starting to make her want to wriggled away and go to somewhere safe. Where was Ian? Was he ok? Did anyone know she was his sister. she could only hope they did not. She flexed her hands still smiling at him looking down her eyes widening a bit. Sweet Jesus. That worked way to fast. HOw was she going to get out of this?

[Hannibal Casry]

The feelings swept over the male's body as his hands held tightly to the hips of the lean male in front of him. One hand raised a bit to tangle his fingers within the golden locks. He pulled tightly on them as he pulled "Kraisee's" head back so he could see those gorgeous eyes of his. Teeth sunk into his neck and hands gripped tighter as he pulled out a bit and pushed back into him. The tight sensation caused the male to moan as the feelings teased his body. "Kraisee's" feelings were screaming in pain. He wanted to cry out in pain and tell the other to leave him, but he couldn't bring himself to cry. He knew the 'reputation' that he had and ten lashes would be better then thirty. He sighed softly as the male pulled out and for a second his body tensed, hoping it was over. The fingers tangled themselves in his hair and pulled his body as he pushed back in. Another stretched out cry escaped his vocals and the teeth sunk into his skin. His body was pulled away from the pole, but his hands remained tied there and another soft cry escaped the lips as the rope cut into his skin as he was pulled away. "International..." he cried, the words could have sounded good or bad. He kept hearing the male cry out and it only made the sensations more strong. He pulled the body a bit, but it remained were the pole was. He pushed deep into "Kraisee's" bowls and then pushed him toward the pole, pinning his lean body in between the cold steel and his warm flesh. Their bodies fit together like a puzzle piece and International moaned deeply, but quietly as his name was spoke. This kind of activity was forbidden between the heterosexual partners between seasons, but there was a certain punishment that would be dealt upon the males if they were caught like this. This was forbidden, but International loved it.

The piercings in his ears were something he liked. He knew few that would have bothered to deal with that long lasting pain of getting their flesh pierced. They represented nothing of importance, but they were very different when compared to the brotherhood, for maybe one or two other men had anything of the sort. As she pulled his hood back with a gasp he figured that she thought he was causing horrid pain to the eyes. His tones triggered a look of fear in her eyes and yet his body still remained tense though he seemed to be in control. He was almost afraid to let loose. Everything in this moment was against everything of the brotherhood. He was allowing an intruder to live and to control his feelings. She was manipulating the timing system and his body. He knew everything he stood for was against this, but the unthinkable thoughts were becoming more and more unavoidable.

The elder's mind told him not to as her tones escaped in a growl and said to. Lips parted to let a breath escape him and his eyes were locked with hers as they searched his deep green eyes for something he didn't know. He blinked a few times, and hid his eyes behind heavy eyelids. Lips parted to speak, but her lips met with his and eyes showed once more, their green gaze was hollow, and empty. Behind those eyes laid darkness, a deep darkness that took down anything in its way. The male watched her for a moment as she broke the kiss. He too heard the yelp, but was not affected by it. A common sound of lessons. He would admit that lessons were painful, for he had his fair share of them when he was a younger lad.

His next action was more out of shame then anything else. He knew better then to be in this kind of situation, and that made him fee horrid. He moved from the female's body and showed a bit of reluctance in those deep green eyes before they were hidden by the hood once more. She'd stirred his feelings, but not enough to keep him close and get him lulled into a false sense of security. It wasn't that easy for this male to give away his feelings like that. Although she was attractive, his body remained tense and he couldn't relax even with as much as he wanted to, he couldn't do it. "I can't..." he said in response to her growl before. His tones were a soft whisper and were easily heard in the quiet room. He held no shame in the way he stood. He stood tall, and upright.

The hot juices poured from the male's body and into "Kraisee's" as he was finally pushed over the edge. He couldn't keep it in any more and he burred his face in the other's neck, dulling the few moans and heavy breaths that came from him. His hands stroked the sweat glazed skin of he male he stood against. The other male's breathing was ragged and it sounded as though he enjoyed the time as well. He ran his fingers through the blonde's hair and pulled away from him, taking their bodies apart. "Kraisee" has never felt the horrible sensation of feeling a male come inside him. It was a gross feeling and the pain of the moment tortured his body. International seemed to enjoy it quite a bit as he held his body helplessly against the pole. He could feel the hands gracing the surface of his sweat glazed flesh. It had been a long, horrible time for him. His breathing was ragged from the horrible pain, not from pleasure. He felt no pleasure for this whole time together. The fingers ran through his hair and "Kraisee" fell to his knees as International pulled away. His heart was beating fast enough that he swore it was going to fly right out of his chest. Sweat fell from his brown to land on the floor as he dropped his head a bit to puke. He moved away from the horrible mess and heard the crack of a whip.

"Ten lashes, coming up. Hold your breath and it doesn't hurt that bad..." he said as he walked over to "Kraisee" and dropped down to grab the male's face and kiss his lips. The sweet taste swept through his mouth and his hands held the face close before getting up and walked behind him. He fixed his cloak, adjusting the belt a bit and pulling the hood over his face once more. He let the whip fall to it's full length, and struck it once across the male's back. At first a loud, pain filled yell escaped the male, but his bit his tongue and held his breath like International had said. Another strike sliced the skin of his back and it was easier to be quiet, but a gasp escaped him as his body longed for a breath. The third sliced through his skin before he'd finished breathing and another pain filled cry escaped his lungs, this being louder then the first. The next seven lashes came so fast that he didn't even realize the pain that he felt until it was completed. His almost naked body was curled up against the pole as he tried to put his cloak back on, but his hands were still tied while International went to a meeting. International returned, and untied "Kraisee's" hands, then helped him put his cloak back on. He adjusted the belt around the male's thin waist and pulled the hood over his head, hiding that beautiful hair of his. He tied the male's hands back to the pole and said he'd be back in a little while.

[Zoey]

He looked afriad. Oh God this was not going to work. What if he did not give in? She hated resorting to violence. The male in front of her did not waiver as Chad yelped in pain. as though it was the wind blowing. His eyes were hooded and she gazed up at him still feelling his hands gripping her. When she had kissed him he had kissed back but there was reluctance. God he was awful. She hated kising anyone but Chad. He got off of her and she looked at him as he said he couldn't. She rubbed her arms shivering and stood as he pulled his hood up hiding his gace from her once again. He really was frigid. Good maybe he would just leave her alone and she could go help her brother and Chad. What was with these people? They were all so cold, she wished her brother was not here.

Cries of pain echoed in the room and she turned quickly tot he sound of it. Oh god. They were..whipping him. He did not deserve that. Anger boiled through her and she watched as the man pulled up his hood to cover his flawless face. She shover him to the wall with her foot holding him there anger cleary read on her face You fucker, im going to rip your head from your neck. she snarled kickign his gut and walked over to where she heard Chad cry out. Another ct of pain echoed and she winced gripping the wall trying to hear what was going on. HE was being punished because of her. If he had not followed her and she had not run off none of this would have happened. She held back tears gripping onto the wall harder.

She had to escape. No more ms i want in your pants. She looked at the man then straightened her formwalking to the table of tools "Kraisse" was supposed to use on her. she grabbed a knife leting the silver flash in the candle light You know, its to bad you were kinda cute. She lied but her voice was masked with honesty. she walked over to him pressing the cold blade against his hot skin along his throat. Tell me how to get my brother, my boyfriend and I out of here or i will kill you. She said flatly pushing the blad agaisnt his throat a bit to show she was not joking. Hell she had never been so sersious in ehr life. This man had screwed with the wrong people and karma was kicking him back in the ass...

[Hannibal Casry]

The male did not flinch as Chad took the whipping rather vocally. That was pathetic. He'd taken several whippings when he was younger and he was never as vocal as that. It was stronger to be silent then vocal. He was pinned against the wall by her foot and gazed at her in silence. His eyes were hidden behind the hood of the cloak but he was really gazing at her. He only chuckled at her threat. "I would like to see you try. My dear girl, there are men here that would die to save my life." a soft groan escaped him as she kicked him in the stomach and walked over to the wall. "Your man is very weak, as he is very vocal. One who is strong should be able to take ten lashes in silence." the words fell from his lips in a cold, mocking tone as he chuckled.

He watched her from the shadows of the corner and crossed his arms over his chest as she spoke. He made no response, just stood in the corner with his features hidden. He didn't shift from his position as she came over and pressed the blade to his throat, the cold steel sending a shiver up his spine. "Mmm... Push it against me a little harder." he said, the words escaping him as a soft toned moan. "Really make me feel the blade before it slices through my skin like a knife through butter." he said a grin stretching across his features. He wasn't afraid of death, but pain turned him on. He liked pain. He was a very submissive person, and if someone hurt him, he enjoyed the feeling.

Chad stood a bit, pain surging through his body. The pain in his back and lower bowls were a killer combination. "Help me!" he yelled as best as he could before he coughed and blood was spit on the floor below him. "Someone--" he yelled before coughing again and fell to his knees. The blood dripped from his mouth and he tried to spit it out, but that taste remained. It was alright if there was a little blood, like before when the skin of his lips was broken, but now it was overwhelming and all too metallic tasting.

[Zoey]

She studied his face. His men would probably save his life. They would kill her in a second if only he snapped his fingers.Yet he just watched her mocking her. She growled looking in the direction she had jsut heard Chad He is not weak, he is the strongest person i know. She said sighing. He was amazing. He would do anything for her and that made her love for him swell deep in her heart. Why couldn't all men be like that? instead of abusive husbands and fricken rapists. She watched as he laughed at her and growled anger flashing across her face Your doubting me huh? Im stronger than i appear. She whispered as she saw a change in the way he stood. He looked tenser as id he was about tolet his fuard down on nher again.

He moaned a bit asking her to push the blade in. She looked at him oddly and shoved it a bit harder putting her hadn on his chest as she tried to see his eyes Pain turns you on too huh? She smirked. maybe all hope was not lsot. She just had to find the right angle. she ran the blade down his neck along his collarbone drawing blood a bit. Ok the only person she wanted to be with was Chad. She had to focus. His cries for help stopped her and she dropped the knife turning as he begged for help Chad.. She whispered dropping the knife just looking at the wall. Her hand was still on his chest but her head was turned at the direction of his voice. No more fooling around. She had to go find him not matter what happened to her...

[Hannibal Casry]

He laughed darkly as she said that he said that the male in the other room was the strongest person that she knew. "You need to broaden your horizons. I have never heard a man cry out that much in quite some number of years." he said, a mocking tone still in his voice. "Oh don't worry. I didn’t doubt you. Not yet at least." he said with a smirk crossing over his shadowed features.

He kept his eyes hidden from her, and smirked slightly as she gave him an odd look, then pushed the blade in harder. He sighed softly, his tones coming out as a moan. Her hand pressed against his chest and he grinned. "You don't strike me as the masochist or eve sadist type. That odd look you gave me? Made it seem like you have never inflicted pain on anyone before." he spoke, tones were deeper pitched because of the hormones in his body. He moaned deeply as the knife slid over his skin, causing the blood to spill out of his body and drip down his bare chest. He closed his eyes a bit as the pain seeped into his body. Then his eyes flickered open as she dropped the knife and spoke.

"See, your man is pathetic." he growled as his hands forced her arm behind her back and picked her up. He forced her body onto the table and picked up the knife. "This is what I wanted..." he spoke coldly, his tones deep as he slide the knife across her collar bone. He didn't cut her deeply, but it was quick and forceful, causing a sharp feeling of pain in her body.

"Shut the hell up in here." a man yelled as he hit the door. "No one wants to hear you in there, you pathetic piece of shit. You shouldn’t even be called a brother, you're too vocal." the male said as he looked through the door to see Chad coughing up blood in there. He laughed and walked away. "Help me! HELP!" he yelled again, louder this time and he stood up, fighting the rope that tied his hands to the pole. Blood had spilled from his mouth as he coughed and was now spilled down his lip and chin. His wrists were raw from fighting the ropes and now it stung to pull against them. "Someone help me!!" the words were loud, but not weak. He pleaded for help and fought against the rope.

[Zoey]

She turned looking at him as he said she needed to broaden her horizon. Jesus this man had a cocky mouth. She was tempted to cut his tongue right from it. She looked into his eyes as he mocked her saying he did not doubt her. Ha. Ya there was probably mroe doubt in herself. She gulped looking away from him. His moan filled the room and she shuddered from it. God what a weird man. It made her want to almsot back up and just kick him in the face so he would stop and cry in pain insteadof pleasure. She sighed as he tensed his eyes hooded again WEll im not an easy person o read, you never crossed my mind as a jackass but i was wrong. She smirked coming back at him. He didnt have the upper hand yet.

As he said her man was pathetic she want to hit him but he grabbed her arm picking her up she yelped as he slammed her into the table hissing in pain trying to get up. What you want- She cut off her won wors with a pain filled scream. Blood poured down her chest. She was still only in her underwear with her brothers jacket undone over top of it. Her words choked in her throat as she winced closing her eyes. Fucker! She snarled trying to get him off. Chad scraemed again for help and she oepned an eyes painfully looking in that direction. She unlike the elder, was not turned on by extreme pain. She liked Chads kind of pain. Her body tensed as she tried to kick him off I hope no woman ever warms your bed.

She spat in his face glaring up at him the pain in ehr cut now starting to sting. Her eyes just stayed on his a glare on her face. This man did not deserve any woman. He didnt even deserve his so called "brothrs" Fear finally sunk in but she did not waiver. CHad was in trouble and she had already told herself she would do anything to save him, even if she had to die for him....

[Hannibal Casry]

"There he goes, screaming again. What a pussy..." he said with a smirk as he held her against the table. Deep tones chuckled as she swore allowed and cursed him with being alone forever. He wasn't alone. He was the elder. He could have any man or woman he wanted in society and it would be hushed. The group was a hush hush kind of place and whatever someone did, if they had the power, no one would know about it. The elder had that kind of power, since he was the leader and all.

"Mmm, how wonderful." he said in tones that dripped of sarcasm. He mopped a hand over his face a leaned in close to her. "How does it feel know that he's in that other room? Just through that stone? Hmm?" he asked in a quiet voice as he held her arms down and leaned close to her body. "Does it drive you crazy to know that I could send someone in there to kill him? Right this instant and his cries would be silenced?" he asked, letting the now bloody steel leave a streak of blood up her bare skin. Control thrilled him, but to be honest he would much rather he be in her position, but he knew not to allow that, because she would kill him and the fun would be over. Death was not fun at all... Unless is was slow and bloody.

He spit again, trying to rid the blood from his mouth. "Listen to me! I'm in here and I'm yelling. Come and get me you bastards! What are you going to do about me?" he yelled loudly, the words coming from his lungs, trying to be loud and annoying. Maybe he could steel a knife from one of them. "Fuck!" he yelled in anger as he broke the ropes and they burned his wrists even more. "Ahh..." he groaned loudly, the tones escaping him in deep, smooth sounds even though it was a groan in pain. "Someone come in here, I dare you!" he yelled. "HELP ME! SOMEONE! HEEEELP!" he searched the room for a way out, and found a way to climb the walls. His back hurt him as did his lower bowls, but he climbed the wall and hid within the rafters of the ceiling.

[Zoey]

She snarled at him as he called Chad a pussy trying angrily to get free of his grip Your the fucking pussy. Afraid of a woman. She smirked as he chuckled. He probably could have any woman in society..or man if he swinged that way No your wrong, Im the one woman you cannot have because...frankly your just a bit to pushy. She smiled at him in a mocking way as he looked up at where Chad was. She looked up at him as he put a hand over his face and used a sarcastic tone. she scoffed at him looking away. He knew her to well right now. Of course she was mad that he was behind a stone wall. She wanted to just hold him and let him shelter her from the world. Why did she have to follow her brother..

She turned her head a bit as he leaned closer. When he spoke she jerked her head back growling looking at him You bastard, if i was in your position i would rip your tongue out for that comment. She growled feeling very uncomfortable under him. If it was Chad ontop of her it would probably turn her on. But this man made her so angry she could honestly kill him. Chad was screamign again, but it was not mocking. She looked over a smile dawning her features. Good. The steel blad ran down her chest and she hissed closing her eyes not wanting anymore pain. No more fucking pain. She wanted to pleade so badly. But that would make him the victor. She looked around her. It was useless. He had controlover her and the situation So are you just gonna sti over top of me? She hoped the answer was a no,a nd the thought of it being something else scared her...

[Hannibal Casry]

"Haha, I'm not afraid of you, or any other woman. Your gender doesn't scare me, but you guys are pathetic. I made a small, not very deep cut along your collar and you're done. Where is the fire? Where's the fight?" he asked, wanting her to fight him, but stopped as he heard the words that spilled from her mouth. A deep throated chuckle escaped the male. "Oh? I cannot have you? I beg to differ. You seem to be in quite the perdicament at the moment and I could take you if I wanted, but what's the point? You're done when you bleed, and that's not how I do things... Talk about boring." he said with a heavy sigh as he touched her cut skin with his finger tips and let the finger tips drag the blood down her torso.

"Mmm, but you're not in my position, so I guess that means my tongue is safe." he said with a laugh as he flicked his longue tongue over her ear. His tongue was abnormally long and it was quite the interesting tool when it came to entertainment, but she bored him so he didn't waste it on her. "Oh no. I'm going to leave and go see if I can make your boyfriend scream." he said with a smirk as he got off of her and left the knife of the table, not bothering to clean her blood from it. He moved to the wall and knocked three times, a certain amount of time paused between each knock. "Meet your new friend, Dyna." he said as he allowed the male in the room then left. His body looked as all the others, but he dropped his hood as soon as the door closed, unlike any other male had done.

"Well well. You lasted as long as I'd hoped. I bet some good money on you, I did. Good job, fair lady." he said in a very fast passed irish accent. His hair was a deep reddish blonde and his eyes as green as a leperchons shoes. He had a grin that was friendly and welcoming and his words were smooth and easy to listen too if you could keep up with him. He walked over to her, and tapped her body hurridly. "C'mon, c'mon c'mon! Why aren't ye up yet? Don't ye want to save the other male? I heard ye did. I heard ye'd taken a fancy to him, aye. Haven't ye? Heard he was the bannished one, a mighty fine choice m'lady." his fast irish tones skipped around different thoughts as he hurridly tried to get her up and off the table.

"Hello, Chad." the male grinned as he walked into the room to shut the door and find that the male had escaped his bound. "I heard you down the hall. You're quite the loud one." he said with a smirk as he came clsoer to the male and Chad moved away, his body slinking into the shadows and the crushed velvet kept him hidden rather well.

[Zoey]

She laughed at him arrogantly Oh tust me, you should be scared. This man was retarded. He thoguht he owned the world. She kenw he would get bored if she did not fight him. He seemed like that typical male. She rolled her eyes as he said he could have her. Ya right. Oh she only was pretending to be done. Like she was done when she bled. If he really kenw he he would know better. She liked a bit of pain. But he was not about to find that out. She shudddered as his tongue flicked over her ear Peachy, i hope my man cuts it off. When he got off of her she gasped and sat up immediatly You- She sighed as he ran off. Chicken. She got up but a weird irish man walked in. She tried to push him off

Get your hadsn off- she shoved him back walking tot he wall knicking three times. It opened and she grinned weilding the knife Fooled you huh? She kicked back the irsh man and slashed at the elder

[Hannibal Casry]

"No no, -- Stop!" he yelled, trying to get her to stop, but she kicked him three times and the very thin male wrapped his hands around his stomach. "I was going to help ye, bitch." he growled darkly as he pulled out his knife and fended her off from the elder. He blocked her and gave the elder space to sneak away into Chad's room. The Irish grinned as he heard the door lock. "I was on yer side, but thanks for the extra cash you made me." he pulled his hood over his eyes and disappeared in the shadows. He was done with that dame. Try to help her and she tries to kill ye.

The elder avoided the slashes of the knife and moved behind Dyna as he provided enough space for him to sneak into Chad's room and lock the door so she couldn't get in. "Hello Chad. I heard you screaming in here. Your girlfriend didn't mind it too well, but I was entertained." he said as he crept closer to the male as he sat in the corner. He could see that Chad had been coughing up blood in here, and he could see he escaped the bounds that kept him tied to the pole. "Well, you're a pretty crafty one, aren't you? Able to escape International's bounds? How did you lesson go anyhow?"

"Fuck. You. Bastard." the male said in a solid voice as he cough against, spitting more blood onto the floor. "International was fucking great." he said, words dripping with blood and sarcasm as he spoke. He stood as the elder came closer, his sore body was overly tense and he held his hands up defensivly. "What do you want from me?" he growled, voice tired and his body stood tense, but tired as well from the pain that swelled within him.
"Oh, just thought I'd stop in and say hi after I finished off your girlfriend." the tones spilled from the male as a dark chuckle escaped his vocals. He watched Chad from within the cloak, keeping his identity hidden from the other.
"If you hurt her I wil lfucking kil lyou with my bare hands." Chad yelled loudly as he lunged toward the elder and shoved him against a wall, his hands wrapped tightly around his neck, threatening to kill him right then and there. "Tell me where she is.... Now!" he growled darkly.
"Mmm, first get those hands a little tighter, I want it to feel like you're really going to kill me, instead of just threatening me..." he spoke softly, his words starting as a moan and then fading to normal speech. His hands came up to Chad's and eased them tighter around his neck, glaring at the other hooded male that held onto him.
"Eww you sick fuck... Pain is alright, but I'm not gay --." he said defensivly as he pulled his hands off the male's neck and took a few big steps away from him. Yes, Chad did enjoy pain, and could handle quite a bit of it when he was in the mood, but this was not going over well with him. He'd already been fucked once-- he stopped then. What if this was the chance? He could play games with the male and hurt him enough to kill him. It would have to be grueling though. Good enoguh to keep his attention and distract him from death. "Mmm, you like that? What if I do this?" he asked, voice coming out as a hiss as he pushed the pale against the wall and let a blade slide over the smooth chest, cutting lightly but enoguh to make it bleed.