Sunlit Ice

Trapped in Darkness

The young woman whimpered in the dark, she had heard the screams of the tortured many times before, but this was the one of a child. She warily stepped forward towards the sound.                                 "Where do you think you're going, captive?" She froze, chestnut brown hair flying over her shoulders. "N-nowhere" She finally stammered at last, praying on her life it wasn't Madame Loya. As she turned slowly she stared up into deep blue eyes. She gasped, taken aback. She hadn't noticed it was a more masculine voice. "Ayani, you will go back to your quarters. Now." He continued.  Ayani shook her head clear from all the thoughts, dark hair, deep blue eyes, perfect lips... she scowled, disgusted at herself for thinking such thoughts. These people were her captors! But still she couldn't get the image out of her mind of her dearest friend and first captor, Karme, getting beaten senseless. She lifted her chin up, determined to not let this man see her weakness. She soon felt strong hands shove her into a dark room. She sat on the cold, concrete floor and sobbed, thinking of the time they had first been brought to this place.

Karme had come from nowhere, a dagger dripped in poison hidden behind her back. Ayani glanced up, excited at seeing her friend. But Karme's eyes glittered as cold as ice. Cold blue fire blazed at Ayani. Karme's small lips had curled up into a sneer. "How foolish you were!" Was all she had said before Ayani felt the dagger enter her stomach. As the blade retracted she could feel blood.. so much blood pulsing out of her stomach, and a strange tingling spreading throughout her body. Her last sight was of Karme's triumphant glare staring down at her. By the time Ayani awoke she could hear her best friend's voice, completely forgetting what had happened at their previous encounter she rose up and followed the seductive voice of Karme. She found her best friend circling a young man, around twenty two. Ayani quickly hid behind the door frame and prayed that Karme had not spotted her. She continued watching, surprised at how little clothing Karme wore. But seduction was not the tall, beautiful woman's goal. She held a gun to his head, Ayani gasped and glanced away. "...ever you filthy whore!" Then a bang. Ayani flinched and fled. She soon ran into the thinnest, most beautiful woman you would ever meet, deep green eyes, long lashes, flowing red hair, tan skin and small features. But the look she gave Ayani was one of pure hatred. Ayani had felt a blow to the side of her head before waking up in the "bunkers".