Sacrifice
You are awakened by the mess hall door opening. Three Red Blades enter the room, one of them being Lurkol's son, the one eyed slaver. He holds your daughter by the neck. She is unchained. When she sees you, her eyes begin to well up. The one eyed slaver throws her to the ground in front of you, glaring menacingly at her young body. He waves at the other two and they immediately pounce on her, tearing her clothes off as she begins to scream.
“Papa! Papa! Papa!” Vel wails.
No no no no no no no no no! Please no! You know exactly what is going to happen.
“Take my life! Spare her please! I'll do anything!” The other two stop briefly as Lurkol's son approaches you.
“I'll do whatever I please to your daughter. Then I'll take your life anyway.” He spits on you.
Vel is brutally gang raped again and again as you are forced to watch. She cries in pain for hours and is beaten at every attempt of escape from her attackers.
Bloodied and incapable of walking she looks toward you and reaches out her hand.
Lurkol's son; satisfied with the torture pulls her up by her hair; unsheathes his blade and thrusts it through her stomach. The crimson tipped blade protrudes from her back side. He pulls out the blade and she drops to the ground in a puddle of blood.
“Welcome to the new world.” The one eyed slaver snorts, as him and his cohorts exit the room.
Vel weakly calls to you, “Papa...I'm...so..cold.”
“ I love you Vel...I love you so much.” It's all you can think to say. You have no way to reassure her or save her. The wound from the sword is too grievous even if you were capable of treating her.
“I...lo..it...doesn't..hurt...anymore.” She weakly sputters. Her bruised eyes close as she lets out a final breath.
You call to her but there is only silence. As the darkness of the night envelopes the room and Vel's pale body disappears from your sight, you cannot close your eyes as you continue to vainly call out to your little girl.
“Papa! Papa! Papa!” Vel wails.
No no no no no no no no no! Please no! You know exactly what is going to happen.
“Take my life! Spare her please! I'll do anything!” The other two stop briefly as Lurkol's son approaches you.
“I'll do whatever I please to your daughter. Then I'll take your life anyway.” He spits on you.
Vel is brutally gang raped again and again as you are forced to watch. She cries in pain for hours and is beaten at every attempt of escape from her attackers.
Bloodied and incapable of walking she looks toward you and reaches out her hand.
Lurkol's son; satisfied with the torture pulls her up by her hair; unsheathes his blade and thrusts it through her stomach. The crimson tipped blade protrudes from her back side. He pulls out the blade and she drops to the ground in a puddle of blood.
“Welcome to the new world.” The one eyed slaver snorts, as him and his cohorts exit the room.
Vel weakly calls to you, “Papa...I'm...so..cold.”
“ I love you Vel...I love you so much.” It's all you can think to say. You have no way to reassure her or save her. The wound from the sword is too grievous even if you were capable of treating her.
“I...lo..it...doesn't..hurt...anymore.” She weakly sputters. Her bruised eyes close as she lets out a final breath.
You call to her but there is only silence. As the darkness of the night envelopes the room and Vel's pale body disappears from your sight, you cannot close your eyes as you continue to vainly call out to your little girl.