Thousand-year Curse (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

[Jikkah]

She shook her head. “It’s fine, this is nice..” She said softly.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He nodded, the pain in his chest subsiding a little, "I'm glad. I think I'm pretty comfortable, maybe not as comfortable." He said with a soft teasing tone.

 

[Jikkah]

There was some relief that day, Akihime and Yukimura now back with the academy, but not everyone had it so lucky. Megohime was still enduring torture at the hands of Mitsunari, unbeknownst to Akihime or Nana, whom both could’ve stopped it.

 

[DarkMudkip]

Mitsunari came back again, a knife in his hand, "Will you speak of his plans?" He asked.

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime’s head had been aching, ears ringing when Mitsunari came back, jolted back to reality when he spoke. She only she her head, throat too sore to speak from screaming.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He showed her the knife, "This will take your eye if you do not tell me."

 

[Jikkah]

Tears spilled down her face, and she shook her head again, sobbing quietly in her chair.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"You still refuse to tell me?" He asked, "Even after knowing what I will do next?"

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime hung her head, trembling as she bit her lip to quiet herself. She couldn’t break, she couldn’t betray Masamune, no matter the cost.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, "Last chance."

 

[Jikkah]

She gasped as he yanked her head back, her vision blurry from tears. She opened her mouth, only to close it quickly and slowly shake her head no.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Fine." Without warning, he drove the knife into her right eye, twisting it hard and yanking it from the socket.

 

[Jikkah]

It was like he had stuck a hot iron into her eye, her vision going black in her right eye as he gouged it out. She could hardly register her own screams, barely feeling the warm blood dripping down her face.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He wiped the dead organ from the knife and made a noise as he watched her writhe in agony.

 

[Jikkah]

She pulled hard at her restraints, trying to kick her legs free, or yank her arms out of the ropes, but she went no where. Megohime tried to pull her head away, still being held by her hair, blubbering like a baby.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He let her go and shook her head, "Pathetic. Such a powerful sorcerer, throwing her life away for some fool."

 

[Jikkah]

She let her head drop when he released her, blood spilling out of her empty socket and onto the floor at her feet. When was Masamune going to come help her? Surely he noticed by joe that she was gone? Wasn’t he worried?

 

[DarkMudkip]

"We will help you," Mitsunari said, "We'll care for you and protect you from him. Just tell us what he plans to do."

 

[Jikkah]

Protect her? From who? Masamune? She wasn’t scared of him- was she?
She was almost drooling she was in so much pain, watching the blood forming a pool at her feet.
“I..” Her voice was strained and raspy, barely above a whisper.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He leaned closer, wanting to hear her confess her sins and tell him Masamune's plan.

 

[Jikkah]

“I don’t know..!” She managed out through tears, teeth chattering from pain. “I don’t know..!”

 

[DarkMudkip]

He scowled heavily and turned on his heel, "I tire of your games, Megohime!!"

 

[Jikkah]

No, she couldn’t break yet. What was an arm? An eye? Masamune would save her, he would. She’d sacrifice far more for him if he so needed it. She closed her remaining eye, taking in a shuddering breath, trying to work through the pain.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"You will tell me, or you will die!!" He hollared.

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime only shook her head, having nothing more to say as she bit back her crying.