Thread: 〖 A U R O R A 〗 [Frost / Erebus]

Damnit... She had been foolish, there was no way in hell people would have been so nice to a Brand with no ulterior motive... Ember hated how stupid she had gotten, the people she had initially helped had treated her so warmly she had let her guard down. It had been a trap set for her specifically. Not many would blame her for her decision to stay the night... the girls were cute and the food was good, she had told her own gang to hand back while she reveled in the thanks of the people she had assisted earlier that very week. She had helped them fight off Cyan's own raiders earlier that week, but the whole thing had been a setup. Cyan was of course more than happy to sacrifice a couple of her men to get her hands on her rival... the people who served under her were terrified of her. She wasn't called the Ice Queen for nothing, she was as ruthless as she was beautiful, and Ember's beaten body was proof of that. Still, if it weren't for Cyan's presence, Ember would have likely decided to go back and wipe that village off the face of the planet personally if she hadn't known that Cyan had had them under her boot for months, if not years. Really she pitied them, Cyan was the type of woman to abduct young men and women for her personal and rather gruesome 'entertainment' or as conscripts, bodies to throw at her enemies. She as a ruthless and sadistic bitch, and though Ember was in a shitty situation, this was also her one chance to take her out. Both women grunted seemingly in tandem as Cyan delivered another blow, pain spreading through her body like fire as the vicious punch connected into Ember's defenseless abdomen, causing her body to jerk and twitch with pain, her eyes squeezed tightly shut while she tried to brace herself for the next strike and occasionally opening her mouth to release a gasp or a grunt. Her entire body ached... This beating had lasted much longer than any of the others and her body was feeling the effects. Cyan herself was sweating, her 'supersize' making it easy despite the fact that the room was seemingly kept at a constant freezing temperature. When Ember's eyes opened again her rival smirked with sadistic glee and wiped her blood off of the leather gloves she had put on for the beatings. Cyan looked precisely as one would think she would as a Raider Ice Queen, her appearance was still however slightly less rougish than that of her captive. Her hair was well-kept, a blonde color tinted bluish by either the power of her Brand or of course hair die... it was difficult to tell which really and braided into a simple ponytail that extended to the small of her back. She was slender, but not exactly petite, fairly tall and well-muscled, clad in a leather jacket and jeans with simple bits of body armor strapped to her legs and torso under the jacket, leaving a line of her toned middriff exposed. Her left arm was uncovered at the elbow, where her Brand glowed brightly despite the otherwise dim lighting of the sunset in the windows. Em opened her eyes and did her best to give Cyan a defiant glare, who cackled and grabbed her prey by the neck before letting go so she could back away from her. Still can't get ya to scream huh Em? Maybe I am not cutting you deep enough? Eh? She spoke up so her voice could be heard through the door, power-crazed bitch... Her own breath wasn't producing condensation in the air like her captive was, a symptom of her brand and eternally low body temperature, she sounded thrilled really, a chance to vent all the anger that the Spitfire had caused her and her band all this time, no way in hell she would let her just die. Both women were panting, but Cyan was simply out of breath from her workout. She corrected her posture and presented Ember a toothy grin, observing her handwork while bringing one of her now ungloved hands up to brush away some of the stray blue locks that had escaped their bindings out of her face. Ember's own body was chained, unable to move... Her arms had been locked together over her head and the chain that held her was fastened to the ceiling and wall at its highest point and then to her wrists, meaning that the woman's feet were barely able to rest on the ground and of course presenting her as a literal human punching bag for the Ice Queen's enjoyment. Her own dark hair was in utter disarray, asymmetrically cut into a bob that was longer on the right side of her head than on the left, giving her a wild, but oddly attractive look. Her hair was also covered, but mostly just the ends of the hair, giving it a deep red tinge, especially on the much longer bangs that covered the right side of her head. Unlike Cyan Ember was VERY slender, her frame was also moderately muscled from both hard labor and combat training, but she lacked the width of hips and certainly the bust her old enemy loved to flaunt. Her body was also much more clearly on display... She had been wearing her normal getup but three days of beatings and torture had all but destroyed her clothing, leaving her only in a her trademark black halter-top shirt and a pair of jeans. The top covered only the front of her body and leaving much of her back and shoulders exposed while covering her front as much as it died, Em had a bad habit of not wearing underwear, and in the cold temperatures this today was painfully noticeable through the thin material of the shirt. Ember's own brand was on her right shoulder, and glowed bright red from the pain she felt, fading slowly while Cyan circled her like a hungry shark. Her top and jeans had also been torn to shreds, and she was bleeding and bruised from the beatings, especially today's - Cyan had been kind enough to leave her face mostly untouched, though she was now bleeding from a rather deep cut just above her eyebrow, forcing her to keep her right eye shut tight to keep out the blood. The Blue-haired woman sighed and patted her defeated rival on the cheek before turning away - and taking another strip of cloth off her top with her while she did so, smiling to herself while she walked away. Mh, that releases so much stress, Em, thanks so much for the workout, Ill be sure to get you to scream next time, maybe I will bring in a couple of my boys to help me, heh, even give those boys in the settlement a proper... reward... She giggled almost innocently despite the rather dark threat in her words and turned to walk away, making sure to smear some blood across her face for good measure before walking out of the 'cell' cackling. Hey Girlie, Our guest needs some help again, better make sure she doesn't die. I wanna play again soon! She didn't even bother looking for her, just shouting while she walked to her own quarters to clean up. Bitch Ember spat some of the blood that had gathered in her mouth. She was angry, furious, but couldn't do anything about her situation. Once her captor was gone she again mustered the strength to support herself, looked up with her good eye and began to again work at her bindings. Ordinarily simple bindings would not be nearly enough to restrain her. Her Brand gave her power over smoke and fire, but Cyan was not alone in this endeavor. She had fastened some sort of collar around her neck immediately after her capture, a device that delivered a powerful electric shock into her body the moment her Brand started to stir. It took her a couple beatings to learn how to stop it from shocking her while the blows fell and longer to retain consciousness through the beatings. Her entire body was in pain, and the pose she was forced into didn't allow much for sleep. Her struggles also caused a fresh new pain as her shackles cut into her wrists and blood bubbled to her skin, rolling down her arms in little warm rivers. She had a couple minutes till the girl Cyan had called showed up, if she could just work one hand free she could work on the collar and free herself. Her Brand seemed to seal most wounds when she used it, but for some reason - likely that collar - it would not wake. She would continue to struggle until she heard the door opening before slumping, exhausted. If this kept up she might not be alive by the time she was rescued. What was taking those idiots so long?