South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

just another night Open


Posted on April 04, 2018 by Christian Walker
South


Man, this sucked. He cringed as another jolt of lightening raced up his arms and into his torso. He felt like he was getting fried from the inside out. He swore he could smell burning flesh but he didn't dare open his eyes. Once his body quit spasming, he let out his breath in a long exhale, practically panting as he finally opened his eyes and looked at his tormentor. Dirk wasn't a small man by any means but his magic is what made him formidable. He could control all the elements, which meant he could overpower Christian with his hands tied behind his back. Dirk was the chosen torturerer and executioner for the New Eden coven and he was out for blood. Christian had failed the coven, big time.

Not only did he let a hostage escape, he also let their prime reason for living escape and that was irredeemable. The redhead was the main prize in all this and apparently they had her right on the edge of the precipice, so close to finishing the ritual that they could taste it. And now it was all for naught because they didn't finish the ritual before the blood moon and she was back out in the open, back under the ever watchful gaze of her coven and other half. Christian could care less, really. He didn't regret setting them free, but he wasn't about to let the coven know that. They would have his head on a spike in seconds if he so much as looked like he didn't have regrets. He had to play the part of the lowly guard who sucked at his job, who let his discipline slack and many lives get lost.

Now they were taking the lives out of his hide, one scar at a time. He'd already been drowned with water and pummeled with rocks. Now he was getting electrocuted and then there would be fire, apparently. At least that was the way he was reading it. Something about bathing away his sins in holy fire. Just sounded like a good old witch at the stake routine to him but what did he know, right? He braced himself for another round of lightening but someone called out for Dirk, successfully gaining his attention. Christian watched with idle interest as he talked to someone at the door, scowling back at Christian over his shoulder before he said something in a gruff voice to the person on the other side. Then he returned to Christian and started opening the cuffs holding him fast to the wall.

"What's going on?" He asked in his best attempt at a shaky fear-filled voice. Truthfully he had nothing to lose anymore so he felt like nothing scared him. But they couldn't know that or they'd kill him. Dirk eyed him like he wanted to murder him right on the spot before he snorted. "Seems they want to turn you loose for the night to think about your penance and return tomorrow for more bathing (their magical word for torture). By returning voluntarily, you'll prove that you're willing to fight for forgiveness." Christian raised a brow but chose not to say anything. Instead he rubbed his wrists and nodded before heading toward the exit. He couldn't get out of there fast enough. Should he come back? He had a feeling if he didn't show up, they'd hunt him down and there probably wasn't much of anywhere he could hide that they couldn't find him.

Guess more torture, it is. But until then, he knew exactly where he was headed. He stopped by the apartment he was staying in for a quick shower and change, sure that he smelled like sweat and other disgusting things. Then he headed to the nearest bar.


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