Revenge of the Good Demons

A pale woman that was kneeling on the floor can be found inside the cold prison. With her head low and heavy breathing. She's coughing black blood everyday out of the pain from her throat. Her arms has a shackles and the chain that's connected at the ceiling are pulling her up. Her clothes were torn up and unable to cover her whole body. She wanted to die and her body wants to give up but her raging anger inside kept on waking her up. She had lost her consiousness after those Deities only knows how long of being imprisoned. And she has only one goal; to avenge herself. But her plan to avenge herself isn't easy. She needs to plan for her escape, but at her state now, she can't move all by herself. She can't even utter a single word due to her sore throat. She keep on cursing everyone in her mind. That once she escape, she will return what they did to her, tenfold and no one can stop her. But how can she execute all of her plans in mind, if she's in a bad shape? When day by day, she's being tortured by those crazy beings? What's more? They are keeping her breathing for some reasons that she doesn't even know. Her emotions are cannot be defeated by anything. Nothings more hurtful than turning into a monster. Raging anger, her eagerness to kill everyone, the temptation of anger she's feeling right now was erasing all of her pain, and agony. She's drained. She's empty. And those egocentric beings shaped her into this. They made her like a monstrous tiger, ready to bite anyone that gets on her way. Like a wild dragon that ready to roar a scorching flame to anyone who touch her. No one can ever change her mind. No one can subdue her once she escape. She swore that she will not give them any chance to live freely. 'You will taste my unending revenge.' She was imprisoned because they said, she's a dangerous being that came from a dangerous race. She knew all along that she's a human because her parents is humans. But she starts doubting herself from this untold years of still being alive. She can endure her hunger, and can also endure every pain that a human can't do. 'If I am really a dangerous being, it's better. You will see the real danger once I escape.' A tall broad man came inside the prison. The soldiers asked him his whereabouts and they let him in after knowing that he's an Archangel from the neighbor Kingdom. Zhaileur is a well-known person because he's also a former General there in Diamond Kingdom. His abilities and sword skills are on another level, and he's one of that experienced assassin of the place called black market. Even after he last visited the prison, it's still on it's usual design. Torches on the walls of every path, and cold bars' are on the sides. There are less prisoners because all of them were killed by the imperial soldiers. When he reach the cell on where the prisoner is, he was stunned at first. He saw a pale woman chained on the wall; full of bruises, blood stains, all messed up. He clicked his tongue in annoyance. 'Why would a girl like you be inside this prison?' He opened the cells lock using his key and walked towards the pale woman. "I am Zhaileur one of the Archangels of Spade Kingdom, but I'm here to serve as the black market's assassin." he introduced himself in front of the unwanted chained woman. 'Is he a new soldier?' The man's voice was new to her ears. His voice was full of authority, with a bit of baritone, and arrogance. Ahnya didn't bother to look at the man. What for? he's not that big help for her, and she pity him because he's one of the Kingdoms puppet. "I'm here to immigrate you to our Kingdom's prison," Zhaileur focused his eyes on the woman, studying her expressions. "You're the most expensive thing in black market, and I don't even know what's special about you since you're a prisoner here. They just asked for my assistance and offered me quite much golds so I accepted." Ahnya didn't dare to listen to him, instead, she forced her self to sleep but she just can't so she has no choice. She kept her ears open as the man continued blabbering about golds. 'What's special about me? I don't know.' She's powerless, useless at her state, and just a simple woman who wishes for fine and healthy life—but oh, she wants her revenge to be executed first before taking a lifetime rest. Zhaileur starts removing her chains and handcuffed her wirst together after. He put her his cloak to cover her wounded body. He doesn't really care about who's the woman, he cares for a lot of golds for an exchange. He even put a collar on the woman's neck, and pulled it using the chain as rope. He pulled the woman by the chains and dragged her inside his carriage. In their way to the Spade Kingdom, the woman fell asleep while just sitting straight. Zhaileur stared at her depth and suddenly a smile can see on his face. 'What an exquisite woman. Did they bought her because of her face? or is it because of something else?' He used his hand to gently lay the woman's head on his shoulder to let her sleep for the whole trip. *** Ahnya went off from the carriage and wandered her gaze around the place. It's already night and only Deities knows where she is. She closed her eyes and breathe the fresh air. 'This is freedom.' "I got some food, I'm sure you're hungry." she look at the man who just came near her with two fishes in sticks. She glanced at the fishes and at the guy. 'He's muscular and good in close combat.' She just knew it because of the two swords strapped on the guy's broad back. Ahnya can tell if someone is good in combat, or not. By simply looking at someone's body structure and skillset, she can say if it's reliable or not. But the question is, can she trust this guy? Trust is not just about physical appearances, it's also about mind and heart. A sudden thing lingered on her mind. She nearly forgot that he's an Archangel and he's going to send her to their kingdom's prison. 'Crap.' "I know I'm handsome and almost perfect, but you don't need to look at me that way." Zhaileur said and Ahnya frowned at him. "I'm just inviting you to eat because I thought you're hungry, you don't need to seduce me. If you like me already, just say it—don't need to look at me with your lusting eyes." he said and laughed at his own joke. Ahnya look at him emotionlessly before taking her way to him, and grab a stick of fish. She even saw a bonfire made by Zhaileur, and went at it to cook the fish. Zhaileur left jaw dropped after what just the woman did. 'Did she just passed by me? A handsome me?' He pats himself and turn to the woman. The woman is eating the fish hungrily and he even hesitated if he will give his food to her, or rather not. 'If I give it to her, what about me?' "Here," he said and offered his stick of fish to her. He didn't look at the woman, afraid the she might see his crimson red cheeks. 'C'mon, grab it already or I might change my mind!' And the woman grabbed it, out of hungriness. Zhaileur pouted while watching the woman eating. He didn't regret giving it to her because it's worth watching. 'How long were you inside that prison?' He sat down beside Ahnya, with a one arm distance. He watches the wood burning and the fire, devouring the woods. He's thinking of not giving the woman to the Spade Kingdom because he knew that they will just abuse her, and will use her body. Nothings special to her, but they still bought her and even waste pouches of gold just for her. He assumed that they only want her body but he's not that sure. 'Something's off here. There's so many girls in Spade Kingdom, but they commissioned me to come here and fetch her for them. She's a prisoner too, and her body—it's all messed up.' Zhaileur stole a glance at the woman who just finished eating and watching the night sky. She's way to innocent as if can't kill an insect. Why did she became a prisoner? "How long had you been in that prison?" he can't stop himself from asking out of curiosity. Ahnya remained looking at the night sky. She want to answer the man's question but she can't say it due to her painful throat. She heaved a sigh and find some stick, and wrote on the sand. She thought that the man can save her, and help her to recover her self—but she need to win him over the enemies. She's certain that the man has a good side too, and her guts is telling her that she can rely on this guy—or at least, use him. "Years? how many years? It took too long," Zhaileur chuckled. "And the reason on why you're imprisoned?" Ahnya was stunned. The stick even broke so she let go of it. She can't answer that thing, because the man might not help her. Zhaileur didn't push any questions since he saw how the woman's expression darkened and she's uncomfortable with the question. What would be the reason? He's perplexed and he can't clear it out of his mind. He feels like wanting to know the woman's background but he only has a short time because of his mission. He's going to send the woman to the Spade Kingdom in exchange of gold coins. And on another hand, he also want to assure the woman's safety and he can't do it if he will send her to their Kingdom. 'It's just golds anyway.' *** It's another day for Ahnya, and she wants to escape this unfair world again. Everyday was a torture for her, she doesn't want to wake up whenever she's asleep. She's dead inside, but she couldn't understand on why she's still alive. Maybe she still has something to do? Indeed. She will bring everyone on their knees and torture them until they regret being born. 'Once I replenish my strength.' "Stay here, I'm going to buy something." Zhaileur said and Ahnya just nodded. It's a crowded place but she's inside their carriage and it has a curtains, so no one can see her from outside. Although, she can see everyone from the inside. Humans were everywhere, with a little ones. And when she saw two soldiers, she hide herself. She just got out from her prison and she doesn't want to be there again. A minute later, Zhaileur came back and drove the carriage until they got inside the forest, where no one can see them. "We're going to go at the river. You're going to clean your self there, since I don't have much money to rent an inn." Zhaileur said and they continued taking the path to the river. Ahnya haven't clean herself since she was imprisoned for untold years and her body was eager to soak in the water. She kneeled on one knee and touched the water first before slowly walking through it. The water is lukewarm and she feel heaven while soaking in it. She let the water reached her chest, and starts cleaning herself. While on the other hand, Zhaileur was catching fishes again and his face was red because of the naked woman bathing in the river. He keep himself from looking at the woman thus made him blushing. After a few minutes, Zhaileur just finished cooking the fishes he caught when the innocent woman walked towards him—nakedly.