The Answers You Seek

(Violent chapter ahead, if you are squeamish feel free to skip this chapter as I'll mention the information we find out in the next chapter as well. Also, if this isn't allowed or is too violent on this website, I am more than happy to rewrite the chapter but I believe it really puts into perspective about who the man really is that is in charge of Loner's Reach.)

Stepping inside didn't even look like a room but more so a jail cell. The tiny maybe twenty foot by twenty foot room with nothing but stone walls, a few chains and contraptions on the sides a bed with some spikes on it and a lone torch ablaze in the corner. Lastly in the middle, a person sitting tied down in a wooden chair. A bag is covering his head and the person can't really move at all because his hands are tied behind the back of the chair and each of his ankles are tied down to the chair legs. This human was trapped and you imagine he was the one who knew the answers you were trying to get.

"Well well well..." Shade cackles out as he steps closer, inching himself to the man as you stay back, toward the door. You don't plan on doing much to the guy as you figure Shade will take the lead and get him to tell you whatever you want. Shade steps up to the hidden man and pulls the bag off over his head, showcasing a somewhat scared, somewhat angry man. His bald head, his blue eyes, his somewhat terrified look. He gives a few grunts out but a gag is muffling any of his words.

"Let's get this started..." Shade growls out as he steps forward and brings his fist directly into the gut of the man, he grunts out hard and tries to lurch forward in his chair but can't due to the restraints. That little dagger Shade always seems to love is suddenly twirling in his right hand and with such agility he cuts the rope in one swift motion that was holding the gag in the guys mouth.

"So tell us, what is Rathkin planning to do to the Syndicate. I know you know, so please, share the information." Shade actually almost pleasantly asks.

Almost immediately "Fuck you!" he snarls "Let me the fuck go!!"

"Can you believe this guy?" Shade looks at you and shrugs "So rude..." he pulls his right hand back before throwing it forward, punching the captured man straight across the face. Blood shoots out of his mouth as he grunts from the pain. "Let's try that again..." his voice filling with anger once more.

He spits out a few times, blood dribbling down the cracks of his mouth as his eyes look up at Shade once more "F-Fuck you!" he says again.

"Ya know, it would be sooooo easy if they didn't always resist." Shade moves so fast and jabs his dagger down in the man's thigh. That little three dagger jams straight into his thigh a inch, piercing his cloth pants and cutting deep into his body.

"AHhhhh!!" the captured Rathkin warrior groans out, trying to shake and free himself from his chair "FUCK!!!" he yells out as Shade holds that dagger in his thigh.

"Well?"

"FUCK YO..AHHHH!!!" He begins to scream again as you peer down to what Shade is doing. He's taking that dagger and basically trailing it up his thigh inch after inch, cutting a straight line up his thigh.

"There's pain in the world which is so excruciating, so intense, so devastating that your body will go into shock, it'll pass out, **** you to go **** so you don't need to experience that pain anymore." Shade pulls his dagger out before immediately jamming it right back into the man's leg an inch away from the perfectly cut line he already did causing another giant wail of pain from the man, "I know how to deliver that pain." he sounds so terrifying as he begins cutting up his leg again, forming another line down his upper thigh through his skin.

You can barely even look at what's happening. The poor captured Rathkin soldier is screaming in so much anguish that it almost makes you feel bad for the guy. You can't even think of how many people you've killed but at least you finish them off quickly so they don't have to suffer. You generally don't find joy in making people suffer, maybe Hawk, forcing him to fall into the darkness of The Pit, but it really takes a special person to piss you off to really want to hurt them so bad.

"Ya know, the skin on a human's body is quite durable and doesn't tear very easily..." Shade finishes his second line down the guy's thigh before giving him a little slash the opposite direction, almost as if he cut a letter "U" into the man's upper thigh, "But you know some of the worst pain in the world..." suddenly his dagger is gone and he jams his right hand down into the man's thigh, using his thumb and index finger to grip at the bottom of that "U" he just formed.

"A-Ahhhh!!" He groans out "S-Stop! Just...No!" he's beginning to shake almost uncontrollably.

What Shade does next makes you feel terrible and extremely uneasy that you almost want to leave the room. He starts to pull his hand up, gripping that man's skin, as he slowly peels it off his thigh, inching higher and higher, almost as if he's trying to skin the hide off an animal. The amount of pain coursing out of that man's voice as Shade is basically ripping a line of skin off the man's leg. The entire way up, he's slowly dragging higher and higher, tearing his skin from his body inch by inch.

To make matters worse, Shade is enjoying it, he's cackling, he's smiling, he's loving every second and to be honest, it was disgusting to watch. This is the man you were in bed with and to see these disgusting acts of **** he was doing was unsettling. From one human, ecstatic laughs of joy and with the other, screams of suffering. You couldn't look anymore but instead stare at the ground as the room continues to fill with noise. It isn't long though before the wails stop and you look up to see the entire man's right leg completely bloodied with Shade still ripping and tearing the skin off the poor man.

"Oh, no no no no no..." Shade grumbles out as he reaches into his pocket "We're not done here, Soldier." he snarls at the guy whose body is about to pass out from the pain. "Can't have that..." his dagger is replaced with the very same type of pouch that you have in your pocket. He pours a hefty dose of it into the palm of his hand before bringing it up to the mans nose, shoving the entire little lump of snuff straight into his nostrils. With his other hand he forces his mouth shut so when the man is **** to breath in through his nose, he's inhaling much of the ****.

The warrior inhales as he breaths for oxygen and then no more than five seconds later he gasps for air, his eyes go wide and the **** forces him from passing out, instead making him wide awake and coursing with energy. His hands grip down on the arms of the chair as his body once again tries to shake and break free from the bonds.

"Welcome back..." Shade cackles again, still toying with the man.

"P-P-Please!!!!" The warrior cries out, he's in so much pain "J-Just I don't know..."

And then that dagger was impaled immediately into the wooden armrests of the chair. Not just in the chair though, through the poor man's index finger, completely detaching one of his fingers from his hand. "One finger down..." Shade's voice emits so much rage as the man screams in agony again. He pulls it back up and jams it down hard again "Two fingers down..." he growls into the warrior as his blade just detached the man's middle finger. He doesn't stop, Shade pulls the dagger back up again, ready to remove his third finger.

"P-Pleeeasee..." he's basically lost all hope now, his body in so much unbearable pain. Tears, blood and snot flow down his face and he looks like a complete mess. His left leg is pooling in blood and has a row of skin hanging off the side as it got tore from his thigh, his left index and middle fingers now gone from his body. "T-T-T-The, The, The troops...." he sniffles, his body on the verge of shutting down.

"Go on..." he forces into the man.

"The warriors that the Syndicate sent to help..." he can barely get the words out, "Please...stop..."

"Finish it." he growls again.

"P-P-Please, don't hurt me anymore..."

And just like that, there goes the ring finger on his left hand, more blood pulsing out, more body parts falling to the ground "FINISH IT!!!" Shade pushes out all the air in his lungs.

He's gasping for air, his body wants to pass out but his Snuff induced state isn't allowing it. The **** is forcing his heart to beat faster, coursing blood through his entire body, making him burst with energy and adrenaline "They are...ahh God...they are probably getting surrounded as we speak...now P-Please..." he's voice going so weak.

"What did you say?" you finally step forward, asking the poor man to repeat what you think you just heard.

"They are, oh..." he spits up more blood, his head can't even look at you as his body is beginning to fade "Surround and slaughter the hundreds of warriors that..." he coughs hard as his eyelids almost fail to stay open "That the Syndicate sent to help our outer cities..."

Ashe, Rynlee and your Sunriders were potentially doomed. Rathkin was going to surround them, without them even knowing and then were going to slaughter every single last one of them. They were only helping Rathkin out because they thought they were allies and now, "No no no no..." you grumble under your breath as your heart drops to your stomach. "No no no no..." you begin to shake your head thinking of what could happen to your beloved friends and soldiers. You had to leave and you had to leave now although if what this warrior said is true, you may already be too late.

"See how easy that was?" Shade wipes his blade clean on the man's back, which was probably the only non-blood covered spot on his entire body before he pulls out that bag of snuff once more "Now another reward." he pours another hefty dose of it into his hand.

"P-Please no..." the defeated man's voice begs for it to stop but Shade didn't care, he shoves the palm of his hand into the man's nose once more, forcing so much of that product to be inhaled by him. He once more, darts awake, his eyes going wide, his heart beating a million miles per minute and the pain, still coursing entirely through his body.

Shade moves toward you and you can only look at the man still tied in the chair. He's completely defeated, screaming in agony, his body on the verge of complete and total destruction, you grip Shade's arm as he steps next to you and pull him close "What are you going to do with him?" you ask.

The leader of Loner's Reach turns his head slowly, his eyes veer ever so evilly into your own as such a terrifying grin forms on his face "Do you really want to know?" he whispers out softly before stepping forward, breaking the grasp from your hand "You're welcome, Darien." he opens the door and steps out in the hallway, leaving you alone with this poor man.

You couldn't leave him as you knew Shade would most likely continue to tease and toy with him, treat him like shit, he's just some random warrior, he didn't deserve this and honestly if you knew this was the way Shade was going to extract the information you asked for, you would have told him not to do it. It was disgusting to watch, absolutely vile to hear and it was going to stick with you for the rest of your life.

You move towards the beaten and bloodied man and pull out your dagger from your waist "I'm sorry..." you grumble out to the man "You didn't deserve that..." before you **** your hand forward, thrusting your dagger straight through the man's throat, ending his life almost immediately. "I'm so sorry..." you repeat again as finally his eyes close and the defeated warrior can finally rest in peace.