02-04-2010, 07:42 PM
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| http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... a3-2-2.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top;"> pewpewpew! Rikka had been trapped inside her own body. She felt nothing of the outside world. Heard nothing. Smelled nothing. The only feeling was the pain the brute inflicted upon her prone form. The only thing she heard was the movements of his body and the giving way of her flesh and bones. The only smell that existed was that of her own blood, mingled sickeningly with the beast's own scent. It would be a scent she would never forget, if she somehow survived this ordeal. It would haunt her in the night and she would see those ice cold eyes coming after her again and again. Her throat was raw from her screams and so when she felt him strike at her elbow she did not have the strength to cry out, only a muffled sound of pain came from the wounded woman. Her senses being as shut down as they were, she didn't hear the approach of another and she did not smell her niece. Rikka hadn't thought that anyone would come for her. She hadn't told anyone where she was going. For all anyone knew she was back in the city, not being subjected to the merciless whims of the madman the whole clan hated. The only thing that finally alerted her to the presence of another were the three resounding bangs that echoed through the forest. The sound made her bleeding body flinch and her heart beat even faster. What had that been? What was happening now? Her eyes were clamped shut, afraid that what she would see would be another horror instead of her savior. |