Mal: *raises a paw* I'll 'adopt' Aura! *cheesy grin*
*baps him one* she was being sarcastic mesa thinks...
Mal: awwwww *sulks*
Anywho heres the next chap...
Chapter 6
Dementa looked at Ner, who was still silent and just staring, waiting for a response. He seemed to be deep in thought, so rather then disturb him she put her head back down and closed her eyes. She heard him move away after a moment and she sighed, deciding to try to get some sleep.
She didn't know whether she fell asleep or not...but the sound of the cell door opening brought her back to full awareness. She tensed and kept her eyes crushed closed as she heard someone approached her, fully expecting it to be a guard.
"Relax...I'm jus' goin' ter get this off of yer..." a familiar voice said.
"Wha?" she looked up to see Ner working on her shackle. After a moment he was able to get it off her and Dementa sat up rubbing her wrist.
"Why?" She asked, "I said it didn't matter...."
"No matter what yer think of yerself yer don' deserve ter be treated like this." Ner said simply, "An' I remembered 'bout an old Alpha of mine...he was born and raised in a lab like this and he went through many hard times. Hell he was even betrayed and killed by someone he loved, but a Goddess brought him back. He ultimately had left our village, unable ter handle the emotional pain he went through durin' his time with us. But recently he came back and had found a new life...a new purpose. I believe yer can ter...if yer really want ter..."
"What your old Alpha went through cannot compare to what I have gone through..." Dementa countered.
"Well, perhaps once we get back to Khufa we can still help yer." Ner said as he offered a hand to help her up.
Dementa looked at the hand and almost reached out to accept it...but remembered just in time about the curse. With a sigh she shakily rose to her feet, waving Ner off when he moved to steady her.
"Trust me..." she said, "You don't want to touch me..."
"I'll take yer word on that..." Ner said with a nod, "Let me see if I can find anything yer can use ter cover yerself."
Dementa nodded and wordlessly mouthed a 'thank you' as Ner left he cell and went into the storage room with the others. Dementa stepped out of the cell for the first time in Odd knows how long under her own power. She paced a bit, getting used to walking again, the clicking of her toe claws on the metal floor echoing down the hall. She could hear Ner and the other sligs in the storage room:
"I think we found everything we need fer this trip..." She heard Tok say.
"Yep this should hold me fer a while." the loud one said, Foggy if she remembered correctly, "Ner what the frack are yer doin'?"
"Yea...I thought I told yer ter watch the hall?"
"I freed a prisoner at was being held not far from this room, I am lookin' ter see if there is anythin' she could wear in here." She heard Ner explain.
"What a Crossbreed or something?" Tok asked.
"Well...she said she wasn't one...does look kind of like Spider though..."
Spider? Who is that? Dementa thought briefly, before a noise down the hall caught her attention.
"Man whoever beaned me is goin' ter get it..." she heard a voice said. Her eyes widened as she realized who it was...one of the guards.
"Yer said it...makin' us lose valuable 'fun' time." a second grumbled.
She wasn't sure why...but she suddenly felt really angry. Her back arched, head lowered, all the muscles in her body tensed with pure rage.
"Hey a found some clothes yer could..." she barely heard Ner say as he approached her, "What's wrong?" There was a moment of silence...then apparently he realized. "Oh frack the guards are awake!"
"Not for long..." Dementa growled, barely able contain herself.
"Hey...what are yer doin' free!?" one of the guards said when he spotted her.
"Maybe she decided ter come ter us this time?" the other guard joked and both laughed.
"We're that good eh?" the first added, tauntingly.
That was enough for her...she snapped. With a raged filled howl she charged at them like an enraged scrab. Before the guards could react she had them both by their throats, her harm touch taking effect instantly and they writhed in agony.
"The pain you are feeling now cannot compare to the misery you and your colleagues have caused me!" She growled, ferally, her whole body shaking with uncontrollable fury, "Hell it cannot compare to the misery I been living in nearly my whole life!"
Her rage giving her strength she normally didn't have, she lifted the two guards and pinned them against the wall, holding them at eye level with her. She was completely unaware of the five sligs, including Ner, watching her from just outside the storage room with mouths agape.
"It was people like YOU that destroyed my kind...and took away the few true friends I had in my miserable life!" Dementa continued, her voice shaking and tears welling up in her eyes.
Both guards suddenly went limp, for their bodies could no longer handle the intense pain while they stayed conscious. It took her a moment to realize that before she dropped them. She then sank to her knees and broke out into tears, covering her face with her hands. She only just barely heard Ner approach her.
"Don't touch me..." She warned as she looked up at him, her face stained with tears.
"I won't..." Ner said as he handed her the clothes he found. "Here."
She shifted through the clothes and was a bit surprised when she realized they were her old clothes. Dementa managed a faint laugh as she put them on, they were a little loose fitting now...since she had lost some weight do to her captivity. In the meantime Ner had gone back to the others to help gather up the supplies they were nicking. She surprised them when she poked her head in and said:
"We best get out of here, before they realize that howl of mine wasn't from one of their...experiments."
They mutely nodded in agreement and shouldered the packs they had prepared.
"Yer goin' ter be alright?" Ner asked concerned, "Yer were pretty despondent there fer a moment."
"I...don't know." Dementa said with a sigh. "I don't know if I'll ever be 'alright'...anyway...lets go." Dementa grabbed a pack no one had picked up yet and waited for them to move out. They nodded and moved out in single file, Dementa falling in behind them.
*sings* I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll *knocks on wood so she doesn't jinx herself, then resumes singing*
Dementa: jeez...and I thought I had issues...
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