He remembered the day vividly when he destroyed the villiage of the "hero" who attempted to free one of his slaves. The "hero" had caused such a disruption to his business, that the dark warrior vowed to teach the "hero" a lesson. It took a few weeks, but eventually discovered his own villiage. He found his family. A lovely little thing. He was the eldest son of a man and a woman whom fought very vocally against slavery. They had even been the witnesses against several former slavers.
He raided that villiage, destroying everyone and everything in the course of a night.
In the end, he left the father, and the mother last to be tortured. He had killed the father in front of the "hero" and preparing to slay the mother. This enraged the son to attack. He was no match for the dark warrior before. In the end, the corpse hit the ground long before a weapon could be drawn.
He looked over the woman now crying histerically, as his senses informed him of a delightful surprise: twin girls were brewing in the woman's womb. How delicious, he thought to himself. He knocked the woman cold, and brought her to a specially designed torture chamber. There, he nursed her and tortured her while she was chained to a wall. He used her and abused her. There was no end to the cycle he created for her. Everyday he would torture or torment her in some new way.
When she gave birth, he again kept her healthy, all the while destroying her mind as she was chained to the same wall, day after day...month after month...turning into years. She watched helplessly as the dark warrior began to "raise" the girls in his own way.
The girls saw this in the man they called their Father and Master. They obeyed without question. They tormented and tortured their own mother. They would giggle with glee as he made them watch their mother be used by all manner of creatures and beasts, as well as other masters, mistresses and then the slaves. He had his other slaves watch over the twins, to train them, and prepare them for him.
After 17 years, they are completely his now. They are loyal in every sense of the word. They may not know how to fight, but they will not let harm come to him. They know when he is near before anyone else does. They respond to his voice as if he were a diety commanding them. They love him and fear him. They sit, as twins at either side of him, living to hear his will - Any word - And to obey it.
He raided that villiage, destroying everyone and everything in the course of a night.
In the end, he left the father, and the mother last to be tortured. He had killed the father in front of the "hero" and preparing to slay the mother. This enraged the son to attack. He was no match for the dark warrior before. In the end, the corpse hit the ground long before a weapon could be drawn.
He looked over the woman now crying histerically, as his senses informed him of a delightful surprise: twin girls were brewing in the woman's womb. How delicious, he thought to himself. He knocked the woman cold, and brought her to a specially designed torture chamber. There, he nursed her and tortured her while she was chained to a wall. He used her and abused her. There was no end to the cycle he created for her. Everyday he would torture or torment her in some new way.
When she gave birth, he again kept her healthy, all the while destroying her mind as she was chained to the same wall, day after day...month after month...turning into years. She watched helplessly as the dark warrior began to "raise" the girls in his own way.
The girls saw this in the man they called their Father and Master. They obeyed without question. They tormented and tortured their own mother. They would giggle with glee as he made them watch their mother be used by all manner of creatures and beasts, as well as other masters, mistresses and then the slaves. He had his other slaves watch over the twins, to train them, and prepare them for him.
After 17 years, they are completely his now. They are loyal in every sense of the word. They may not know how to fight, but they will not let harm come to him. They know when he is near before anyone else does. They respond to his voice as if he were a diety commanding them. They love him and fear him. They sit, as twins at either side of him, living to hear his will - Any word - And to obey it.