Dragon Born Series: Book 1: Mia

Chapter 15: Sins and Torture

(Alincdor’s POV)

I listened to their conversation and became very angry with Ciel. That dumbass had brought Mia into the prison cell with those dragons. The only good thing that came from listening to them was that the lead dragon was none other than the first prince. The cold one was his Black Knight and that meant that the other two were his brother the second prince and his Black Knight. Aziel and Tre were going to have a field day with these four. I would use this knowledge, though to my advantage and get Rayna for myself and maybe get unenchanted from Helyma. 

The first thing was first, though I needed to go beat the f**k out of that warlock for trapping Mia in the cell with the dragons. Aziel, I’m sure would harm him too but I wanted to get my hits in before he killed him. I walked back up the stairwell and called out for the warlock. 

“CIEL! CIEL! Where the f**k are you!!!?”

“I’m right here, Al!! What could you need now!”, He responded and it boiled my blood. The disrespect this bastard is giving is gonna get him dead sooner than later.

I reached the lab-kitchen and he came into view. His face looked bruised and stupid, standing there with his arms crossed. I reached back and swung a punch right to his ugly face. He flew into the table behind him and broke it. Glass containers and liquids of all sorts littered the floor. I stepped toward him to continue the beating but Tre intervened.

“What the f**k was that for Al?!!”, Ciel said while his nose started bleeding again.

“Why the f**k are you so stupid?!”, Tre yelled back at me and pushed me into the counter. 

“I’ll do whatever the f**k I want with my servants. Especially that one. He can’t do anything correctly and he defies me every chance he gets!”

Tre looked at Ciel and then back at me. “What did you mess up now?”, He asked Ciel. Ciel just shrugged his shoulders and had a stupid look on his face.

Tre summoned Dameion and walked to the counter to check on one of the liquids that was a blue tint and had started to boil over. 

“Alincdor Moritizo, I give the commands here when I am in your stupid presence. Next time speak to me before laying out a punishment. You will respect my work and me. I will inform Aziel of this and you will receive your just punishment. Take him to the backroom, Dameion and Ciel you may recover in the common room after you cleaned up that mess.”

He went back to his work. This caused me to anger even more. I pushed all his work to the floor. Shattering all the glass containers and spilling all the colorful liquids. Whatever he was working on was very deadly. It burned a hole into the floor, straight through to the earth below it. His face contorted into that of a demon’s and without a word, Dameion seized me. 

“What do you want me to do to him, oh Great One.”, said Dameion with a smirk while twisting my arms behind me. His demon strength was too much for me to get out of 

“Shut your f*****g mouth, You Fool! I don’t understand why you bastards are calling me these stupid names. The next person to say stupid s**t will meet their end! Take him to the back room and enjoy yourself until Aziel gets here.”

With that Dameion knock me out and when I came too, I was chained to the far wall of the torture room. I was hung so that my blood would drain into a special container. f**k! Aziel must be really coming to deal with me. I could taste blood in my mouth and my ass hurt. Dameion must have punished me with his toys. 

The last thing I heard before passing out again was Tre, “Whip him until Aziel joins us.”

(Ciel’s POV)

I was minding my injuries from Al’s greeting. Thinking about Rayna and worried about Mia, when Al yelled through the cabin for me. Against my better judgment, I told him where I was. He walked into the kitchen-lab and right out punched me again in the face. I flew back into the table knocking down the glass containers and breaking the table. Luckily the liquids were mild and did not harm me. My nose began to bleed again. 

“What the f**k was that for Al?!!”, I said through my gritted teeth.

Before he could come at me again Tre intervened. This did not fair well for Alincdor and Tre summoned Dameion. I couldn’t stand him even more than Al. I’m pretty sure he was the one behind the girls feeling watched and some going missing. Tre had Dameion take Al to the torture room and ordered me to clean up the mess. I was grateful he didn’t join Al in beating me. I know he didn’t do it to save me but nonetheless, I wasn’t getting more broken bones. 

I was tending to my new injuries when Aziel stormed into the cabin. He looked around with a wild look in his eyes and I really prayed to all the heavens that he wasn’t going to do more damage to me. 

“Tre where the f**k are you?!!!”, he yelled out with a roar that shook the cabin.

Tre walked out of the lab and greeted the Demon Dragon King. “Greetings, Sire.” He bowed and Aziel rolled his black eyes at him. “Where is Alincdor?”

Tre motioned for him to follow and they walked down the corridor to the room in the back. I myself had been there one too many times. Lucky for me it was minor to what usually happened back there but it was still a place to fear. 

Aziel gave me one final look and I  bowed in submission. He followed Tre without a word and I could hear the whip tearing into Al when they opened the door. I was amazed to not have heard any other sound from the room. They closed the door and I sank into the chair behind me relieved, at least for now that could heal in peace. 

(Aziel’s POV)

Tre greeted me with a fanfare that was not what I usually instruct him to do. I can’t stand any of these warlocks and demons. They all fail to be as great as us dragons. I am even more above them because I took the demon power from the demon king and I now am the king of the underworld. Everyone else is just a nuisance. He shows me to the back of the cabin where he has this bastard chained up.

He is hung against the wall and the demon, Dameion is whipping him until I approach. I will hand it to him he is taking the whipping without so much as a grunt. I grab his face and ask, “Where is Mia?”

He smirks but doesn’t answer me, so I punch him, breaking his nose and cheek. His head snaps back and he faints momentarily when I punch him again. 

“Go ahead and do your worst to me. I can’t feel a thing. The one that suffers is Helyma. You can also kill me if you want too but remember Helyma dies with me.”, he spat blood in my face while spitting out these devilish words. 

My dragon, Shiriyr, surfaced and nearly clawed his face off. I held him back and managed to calm him down enough not to kill Al. I turned my attention to Tre, who stood back. The little man never did like blood. “Did you protect your sister before beginning this torture?”

“Yes, Sire, as per your instructions.”, he said as his face went pale and he turned away from the scene before him. With much disdain in his voice, he asked, “Do you need me for anything else, Sir?”

I dismissed him and he left the room. I placed my claws into Al’s face again and made sure he understood that I was in charge and if I wanted to I could kill him, revive him and kill him again until his soul gave up. I didn’t do this because I could lose Helyma and the protection spell would have to be done repeatedly. 

I let go of his face and had Dameion move him to the wooden table. The wood was darkened by the amount of blood that was spilled on it. Alincdor’s blood would darken this table more tonight if he didn’t cooperate with me. He was strapped to it and I healed some of his wounds so he could speak. The process was painful, he fainted again. Good, now I can set my tools up without him interfering. 

(Ciel’s POV)

I saw when Tre left the backroom and head for the second room. I knew that it was part washroom and part where the females were kept before shipment. Not sure why he went in there but I didn’t question what any of these males did anymore. It was safer that way. At least there were no females in the cabin tonight. I walked back to listen to what was going on in the torture room. The only sounds I could make out were from Aziel and his tools. I could only imagine what he was doing to Al and was grateful it wasn’t me. 

I then heard some faint rumbling coming from the door that led to the dungeons. As I approached the door the sounds became a bit clearer. The prisoners were yelling and screaming for someone to hear them. If they knew who could hear them they would not be making noise. 

I looked back towards the torture room door then the washroom, they both remained closed and no one else was in the cabin, so I decided to go check on the prisoners. I opened the door and closed it behind me so that the noise would remain muffled. I descended the stairwell and approached the first prisoner. I motioned for him to be quiet and to my surprise, he listened then I approached the second cell and was met face to face with someone who was not supposed to be there.