Topic: A Punishment Too Far

Lucy Ravenlock

Date: 2006-06-16 18:21 EST
"Oof!" Mu fell down the alter in a tumbling heap, her cloak flapping about her as she spun from step to step, jaw craking against the edge to remove it from it's socket - eyebrow gashed open - already swollen lip split lip again - opening to let more blood pour from the already old scabbed wound. Then with one cry of contentive pain she moaned, laying there at the very bottom of the alter's steps, helplessly beaten further into a pulp of blood and bruises by her own Sister.

You know that half almost plastic-like mask that was fused with the one side of Mu's face?

Gone.

It was torn off and resting in the clenched outstretched hand of Aru. The thick layer of skin underneath it too peeled away as easily as the wrapping of candy, revealing the muscles, tendons and thick pulsating blood vessels filled with a syrupy oily darkness of Mu's face...

Mu could regenerate. So there was no worry in this punishment of going too far...

"Mmm-" Mu's shaking body pushed from the ground, trying to speak so hard even with the damned dislocated jaw. CRACK! She pushed it back in and cried out again, she held her jaw as she spoke out in a whisper of pain, fear, and pleasure... An odd mixture indeed, it did make her seem quite... Insane.

"Mmm-isstress..."

"Silence!!!" Aru threw the mask down at her, it bounced off her back and landed pretty much face up next to her in a soft clatter. Aru pointed down to her, accusingly, "Mina reported your fight to the Mistress! How dare you attack an ally!"

Speaking of the devil-child incarnate... She was sitting there, stareing into space. Thinking off into the distance rather than the punishment that was needing to be delivered.

"Your stupid and pathetic lust interest with the Master has blinded you to your duties! Sister! I am ashamed to say we are of the same being!"

"You slut..."

"If you were to start a fight, you could have at least finished the job! Your such a whimp..."

"The Mistress is more than pissed off with your antics, Dear Sister, yes! She is very pissed off!"

Lucy just kept on gazeing, now even humming gently to herself - fingers drumming away at the arms of the Throne... What was the tune? Sounded like the 'Jaws' theme.

Aru turned to Lucy bowing her head, and falling to her knees before the Queen of Shadows. "Mistress, forgive my Sister..." A backwards glare to the Black Haired Twin, "-Her punishment shall continue and she WILL endure it, it is her payment... Her sin to be redeemed of..."

Mu had gathered her battered and bleeding form to stand, wavering with great difficulty to direct her body towards Lucy. Falling to her knees and bowing her head, the mixture of blood and sweat dripping off of her nose and chin, to patter onto the cobbled ground in tears...

"Forgive me..."

The Judge - however - stood to deliver the verdict, she pulled up the hood slowly over her head, to hang it down over her face - to hide the growing grin of her lips. She took a step forward from the throne resting a hand down upon the head of Aru, whispering fiercely. "... Aru, Mu... You are one and the same and therefore your punishment shall be endured together."

Aru's eyes were casted up with an upwards jerk of her head.

"Mistress?! Urk?!" She was lifted by the invisible force that was known as the shadow hands. And thrown right across the room, her back cracking against the wall - the same for Mu; for she soon followed through the air landing much more awkwardly upon her right leg.

Lucy followed closely behind in a slow pace, grinning wickedly.

"Mina... Contact my Uncle..." She then waved a hand to the Twins, "And string them up. I believe I feel the urge to do something my Mother once did to someone she hated."

Mina, the mass of long white wirey hair lifted up her head - chains 'shinking' about her as she did so.

"What is that, my Queen?"

"The worsest sin to cause upon the innocent flesh."

Lucy Ravenlock

Date: 2006-06-18 06:56 EST
(Warning, the scenes that may follow maybe too graphic for younger readers. And, since I don't want any complaints and the what not I am advising you that if you are underaged, or easily offended PLEASE, PLEASE, don't read.)

Perhaps Lucy was all too much like her Mother, with her solitude and the various other factors turning her towards the path of the Queen of Shadows; maybe this was fate? Maybe, just maybe Renna knew that sometime Lucy would eventually give herself into the legacy Darkness she purposely created for... Wether it was sooner, or later.

The punishment that entailed was taking a sickening twist into Lucy's persona and really, this was something her Mother would have done right down to the way it was executed. The torture, the mental anguish, the words spoken; it was almost like The Betrayer was actually alive once again.

Only this time, without the psychosis, without the constant babbling in her head - without the constant plotting and situation analysing... Lucy's mind was clear and true.

One voice...

... Despite the other more sinister pressence that was present within her, even if by a little margin. Lucy would not give in! She would make sure that SHE was in control of her own actions and not some stark raving mad lunatic like Darkin or Renna.

But this...

It was almost awe inspiring.

The Den of Shadows did indeed echo with the screams and cries of the wounded and damned, but these were not mere mortal cries - oh no, they were not the cries of whimps begging for their lives... They were the cries of madness, of longing, rejection, pleading...

Madness!

The Twin's were strung up like puppets with the aid of Mina's abilities. The long rusty, heavy chains were quite litterally coming out through the cracks of the walls like metallic tentacles - piercing through the outstretched palms of Aru and Mu. It was a crucifixtion like no other, there was no wooden cross required, they were being stretched by the chains that were drilled right through the palms of their hands. The blood was flowing plentiful, and their naked bodies were high into the space of the Throne Room; almost at Mina's hanging height close to the high ceiling.

Their arms were straight, outstretched, their fists clenching at the chains -trying to keep the rusty intertwined metal from tareing through their hands and sending them falling to hard, cold ground below. Their ribs were showing and almost poking out through the skin, their stomach flats and almost sunken into the torso, their arms were so much yanked that the elbow and shoulder joints looked ready to give way and snap! Perhaps even to tare their arms off!

It was like they were being hanged...

Their legs flailed below - kicking about - droplets of blood clinging about the ground below, as the liquid flowed down from their legs from a certain center of pleasure... Or at least, that's what it should be used for...

Not for something this, lusty, disgusting, sinful...

Twisted...

Lucy was below them stareing on up at the naked bodies high above her head, her face was blotted with the speckes of blood, running down her cheeks like raindrops as it patted upon her skin. Her invisible shadow arms were doing the work of a spined feather...

To Be Continued...

Lucy Ravenlock

Date: 2006-06-19 07:16 EST
... A feather wrapped in poison ivy.

Lips parting, she felt the pitta-pat of the droplets upon her extended tongue, eyes closed, a grin plasted across her parted lips.

"Harr.... Huh.... Uhh.... Stop!"

"Forgive-"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"So hot-"

"Can't take-"

"Anymore... AH!"

"My Queen... Alex, is preoccupied..." Mina's voice now apparent over the Twins's screaming.

Tongue withdrawn and what little blood that collected in her mouth was swallowed. It tasted subtly like iron, and perhaps a little coppery? She couldn't tell but either way, the blood was quenching a thirst that Lucy had been avoiding since the beginnings of her turning. Glancing over her shoulder, hair now released from her ponytail to let the hair hang down in long tendrils of darkness.

She had even rested a hand upon her neck, thinking back to only two days before...

Erich...

Her eyes had flickered to clenched eyelids, damn it, why couldn't she just rid that man from her thoughts? Everyday she was thinking of that man in some small way or another - and it was getting annoying, there were bigger things to think about than that man...

"It does not matter, what is he doing?"

"I cannot sense him... Although, The Doll's recent actions are needing your attention..."

Lucy merely turned towards her, not saying or doing much other than a nod for her to continue.

"Ashroth has come under the destruction of Alex's want... Reasons, are unknown."

"Mistress! We are sorry! Stop it!"

Glancing up over her shoulder to the Twins, she quickly disregraded them and talked back to Mina, "So he's doing his own thing again. Any word of that mysterious... Person? And of course, this power? I assume he would want to claim it for himself."

"... Indeed, my Queen. I am following their actions."

"Nyah! Well, good..." Lucy went back up to walking towards her Throne, up she went on the steps of the Alter, before turning and settling her cute behind upon the stone of the Throne.

Mina cleared her dry throat before speaking, "Should we not... Claim the power for ourselves?"

"No." An abrupt answer, a confident one at that. "My Uncle would never betray me. And I him..."

"Of course, my Queen... Forgive my assumptions."

"That's what you were created for, Mina. To gather information and watch it. Reporting it to me when it is of importance." She settled back into the Throne, yawning loudly. "Yaaaah! Nyah! So, and the movements of my parents? And this Skyler? And of course, this so-called plan?"

"Being watched. Also, being prepaired against."

"Charlotte?"

"She looks fine, although, looks is not everything due to her condition, my Queen."

"I do not wish to visit her during this illness, besides, Father is basically ignoreing me now... And she will not need the unwanted stress..." That said aloud to nothing.

"Does this man still plague your mind?"

"Yes..." A blush.

"... And what of the Twins?"

"Let them down. I believe they wont betray me again."

"As you wish, my Queen..."