Her Flaming Majesty

Book One

   She stared out of the cage, the man was whipping the poor horses to move faster, they were in a haste to get rid of her. She never knew who she was, she had no memory of where she came from. It all started with that fire, then after the fire was darkness and then she woke up in a cage. From there her previous masters trained her, all she did was train and kill. It wasn't an option, the other her that took control loved it when she fight, love the pleasure of watching people fall at her feet and their blood spill.

   Her name wasn't something she had spoken about, no one cared enough to know her name, no one. She knew her name, it was the only thing she remembered, but aside from that, all were flames. The horse pulled over at the man's command, he jumped down from the carriage and disappeared behind the cage. She could hear them talking.

   "The witch will meet us at the other side, after she helps us, I'll order Bane to kill her. We cannot have anyone knowing about her."

   "How do we remove the barrier? Whoever placed that barrier there must have been powerful, even the witch refuses to cross over until the barrier is ripped apart."

   "Open the cage, release her shackles and bring her out," her heart skipped, they were going to release her other side again. Every minute made her fear grow worse, her hands were trembling. One of the man opened the cage, whistling to a stupid song.

   "Come on, bitch!" He kicked her for no reason, causing her to whimper. He roughly released her shackles, grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her out. The girl was flung on the rocky ground before the grand master's feet.

   "Rise you, witch," he spat angrily. She rose up immediately, afraid of being whipped. "Follow me!" He shouted. She squeaked and followed him, hurrying to keep up with his pace. He led her into a corpse of trees and to a boulder of five rocks. Before them was a white barrier waving like the ocean. "Tear it down."

   She didn't move, confusion shone in her eyes on how to go about it. He growled and ran his hand into his hair. "Bane, listen to the voice of your temporary master and rise," she whimpered when she felt it, the other one was taking control. Helpless she redrew into the back of her mind, leaving the cruel one to come out. "Tear down the barrier."

   No question asked, no sign of reluctance. She walked towards the barrier. Backing her palms against each other, she shoved them into the barrier. The consequences surged through her but she didn't feel it. She was a being that felt no pain, a figure that didn't even recognize pain. To her, pain was pleasure, pain was the required energy needed to move on, to her pain was power. With one effortless push, she parted her hands and ripped the barrier into half. The rip continued to spread until the barrier was completely destroyed.

   "Very good, Bane, return." Like usual, Bane retracted into the back of her mind. She looked at her hands, feeling the stinging from the pain of ripping something so powerful. To her the sting was nothing but tingles, a odd sensation. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned and followed her master back to her prison.

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   He was frustrated, thirteen weeks on the road and yet there were not even close to where he wanted. He was stuck in the world of the black traders. Sure they finally made it pass, but now they had to wait for the witch to cleanse her mind and then start another long journey without getting caught. The witch was taking too long, and he was horny. He hadn't been with a woman for five months, none had come their way. The only means to pass his desire was his goods, he couldn't let her get any damage of any sort, but again he had had enough.