Alice gets her revenge

DeviousMiskreent: Kellen was quite disturbed when he realized that the shadowwalker had somehow escaped and returned home. Not only did that leave an obsticale in his way to the child he so desperately desired, it also meant that the little fuck would rouse the rest of their little group into looking for the missing vampiress. There was only one way he could even imagine that Ezekiel had escaped, and that would be that Raven had somehow broken the control long enough to help him escape. Engraged like he had not been in ages, he took hold of her by her hair, strung her up in the dungeon by her ankles and went to work on her in the most gruesome of ways. Even the soundproofing spells on the dungeon under the house weren't enough to muffle the screams that could be heard coming from Raven. Magical cuffs and spells keeping her from shifting forms or even falling into torpor. Kellen worked inch by inch, intricately redoing all the original scaring that had covered her from shoulders to toes. Peeling away skin and flesh and repeating the process. While it had been only a few hours in the real world, days had passed for the two in the dungeon. Black blood pooled on the floor, sliding down the drain in the stone. Long thin needles stuck out of her body at odd angles and clamps were attached to all her sensitive areas delivering electrical shocks. Bloodied knives, whips, and other items lay strewn about as Kellen induldged in his darkest tempertantrum to note. --d--
KaliAife: It certainly didn't take a great deal of efforts for Alice to be able to track and locate her uncle, especially after having done so a few days ago in finding the location of her 'cousin', though she was still not convince a chimera could be her blood. The female screams that flooded from beneath the house was a change though, and it capture her attention more so than those of Devon, moving through the stairway like it were nothing more than a typical decent into a basement level, the scent of blood flooded her senses, but it was not human blood, nor demon nor kindred, but a mix of nearly every supernatural she had ever come into contact with. Her eyes widening at the very sight of the woman strung upside down by the ankles, the needles and clamps along her frame, the blood pooling before draining, the tools painted in her black blood, and than the sight of her Uncle and the pure enjoyment hehsuch dark indulgence, "My my uncle, and here I thought you needed this one for your dirty work, just like Devon." her voice filled with ammusement as she knew exactly who this woman was.
DeviousMiskreent: Kellen was more than aware that his neice had found his little 'hidey hole' as it were, and was actually quite proud she had found her way through the strange maze and into the cavernous room they now found themselves within. "Mmmm see, that is where your wrong my little one. I NEED nothing from this woman, other than to use her as bait." he said darkly as he walked around to a sink and basin to wash up his hands. He was currently topless, and covered in blood, but only worried at his hands and arms for the time being. "You have history with her yourself is my understanding. Care to have a go?" he offered as he waved his arm to indicate the room and its many . . things. --d--
KaliAife: "You are far more powerful than that to need bait for those who seek to be rid of, but I can not deny it does certainly add a level of entertainment to the game as it were." she giggled lightly as she entered the room fully, those artic blue hues dancing over the woman as she spoke before looking back to her Uncle, raising a brow at his offer, "My history with her was on your behalf, than for my Aunt, than my brother. How badly do you require your piece of bait to remain intact?" her words were cold, not anger, just pure hatred for the woman and her kind.
DeviousMiskreent: Kellen shrugged nonchallantly. "Your Aunt is the real prize Alice, you should know that she will not likely survive our encounter. She has somethings of mine that she refuses to give up. As for Allessandra, or Raven as you know her, I only need her alive long enough to draw Kaileera here. Other than that I dont care what you do to her. Keep in mind, she is pretty damn hard to kill." he said coldly. --- Raven moaned as a soft breeze caused her to sway slightly. "Alice . . . dont . . dont do this . . help me" she begged, her voice nothing more than a hoarse gasp. "please" --- Kellen moved back to her side and laughed, pullig her head up by her hair and causing her to scream yet again. "beg all you want, you are a plague on this earth, on me and my family. And it is time that you pay dearly for it" he laughed, releasing her and going to lean against a pillar to watch his neice's handiwork---d--
KaliAife: "After all these years Ihonestly thought my Aunt was in danger from being bound to a leach, the same leech that killed my uncle, and took my brother's life. I've come to learn that my Aunt was so far gone it wasn't my aunt, hell I think I even heard my mother at one point say the very same thing. There is no way in all the hells that I would ever help you, every where you go is painted in blood of those who cared for you, you destroy everything you touch, it's no wonder my brother and his mate begged to free of you." Alice's words were filled with disgust, not so much for the kindred race, but for Raven herself. She looked to her uncle for a moment before turning back to the 'tools' along the table nearby and took hold of a one of the scaples, those artic hues shifting to the tones of those galactic eyes of her demon as she looked over the tool, "Let's see just how much you enjoy being peeled away piece by piece, as you have done to me and my family for generations." she would than press the scaple to the flesh of her hip and slowly glide the blade down her side, delicate waves of the cuts into the flesh would allow that thick black blood to seep from her body, than she would repeat and begin the proccess of intracate lines for part of a spell she had recalled in an acient tome.
DeviousMiskreent: "Alice . . please!" she screamed as the blade slid through her flesh, more blood seeping from her body and a tremor racking her frame. Normally she would have been immune to such a small thing. But Kellen was an expert with the acupuncter needles and her entire frame was hypersensitive to the smallest things. -- Kellen only laughed as he casually bit into a dragonfruit, watching his neice give in to her anger and hatred was a beautiful thing. His eyes glowed with dark delight as he observed adn felt his sister drawing near. It would be some time before she would find them though and so he simply remained silent. --d--
KaliAife: "Please what Raven, please give you more? With absolute pleasure." Alice took on a whole different persona in a sense, something far darker than the kindred woman would have ever guessed through the entire time of knowing her, the stories she would have heard from family members, none of it could have possibly prepared Raven for what Alice was giving in to. The scaples delicate blade made it so much easy to cut those intricate lines into the flesh, "If only those ancient mages had such things like scaples back in the day, I can only imagine what they could have accomplish and learned of the kindred in those days. The experiments and disections of the leeches would have been so much easier. Not to mention the intricate lines of the spell work needed to keep them 'alive' as it were, to see how they functioned. Sure we learned a great deal of their torpor, but to have learned what their insides were like while still in their unlife state while still awake would have taken us leaps and bounds further than we ever thought possible." The blade never once stopped as she would slowly cut one delicate line after another, peeling the flesh from her frame as the lines matched up accrodingly.
DeviousMiskreent: The screams only ended when she couldnt scream any more, her throat raw and mouth bleeding. She had been bled nearly to death, but somehow she didnt die, didnt fall into torpor nor even go unconsious for a single moment of the torture. -- Kellen simply finished his meal and observed, his neice did delicate and intricate work, and he was intrigued by the spell she was carving into Raven's flesh. "What is it you plan young lady?" he asked curiously. --d-
KaliAife: Alice had only stopped to look back to her Uncle, smiled devilishly and stepped away to show him the length of the spell she had been carving into Raven's flesh. "It's a spell of unending torment. No matter what displine is used, no matter how much healing she under goes, no matter what magic is used, it can only be undone by the one who placed it. At first it would seem like nothing, simple depression in a kines mind really, only it will never stop, that sense will grow deeper, darker, sending her into a pit of self pitty, resentment, and loathing, and hatred." she turned back towards the work and continued to guide the scaples blade through her flesh for the final lines of the spell, "She will think torpor will save her mind from such darkness and feelings, only to find it gets far worse, casting her mind into a depth of further torment like no other could possibly put her through."
DeviousMiskreent: There was little that Raven could do but endure, her mind slowly sinking back into that pit of despair that she had been lost in before meeting Ceal. It was as though Alice's spell were slowly erasing the memories of the love of her life, her pack, and the happiness she had found since returning to this world. And in fact she was. As Alice worked her body, Kellen was working her mind, erasing memories and deepening the pit of despair until the only thing that would bring Raven any relief would be serving him, doing his bidding. "Beautifully done niece-mine" he said, rising to his feet to move towards them. "Brilliant and dark. Your proving worthy of our family name after all my dear" he complimented her as he drew his fingers over Raven's bare chest, down her throat and over her chin and mouth. "Soon, soon I will have a perfect tool." he laughed darkly, taking Raven's head between his hand and working his own brand of torment on her mind. --d--
KaliAife: "You've much to learn of what I am capable of Uncle, maybe perhaps you will learn sooner rather than later. But for now, I'm happy to show you a glimpse of it on her." she practically gigled as she completed the spell work, leaning in to kiss the carved flesh at the exact spot where she had begun the work, sealing the spell to the woman and activated it in a sense. Alice knew better than to even allow a smear of the woman's blood to enter her body so she wiped it away rather quickly, ensuring no more of it would touch her skin in any way. "Even if the shadow sends others to look for her, they will not find the one they seek. She will never return to her normal self as they know her, not until that spell is removed by me."
DeviousMiskreent: "Beautiful beautiful young Alice." Kellen laughed softly as he felt that pit open up in Raven's mind, could feel her spiral down into her old self and deeper. As a result, Raven's eyes simply closed. She hadnt passed out or fallen asleep, she simply had nothing left to cry out with, no blood left for tears. Her frame trembled on the chains, shaking them and making them clink. ---- Far above them Kali had found the home, but couldn't locate the pocket dimension they were in quite yet. She roared, calling out in her dragon form to try and get Raven to shift, but got no response. ---- Kellen turned to his neice. "I suggest you make yourself scarce. My sister will likely not be very happy once she lands" he laughed and slapped Raven on her bare ass. --d--
KaliAife: She shifted her galactic gaze back to her Uncle and sighed, she knew full well her Aunt hovered above, she could feel the energy of the dragonic form, she could hear the roar through her bond with the earth around the house just below her aunts form, "You had best survive Uncle." she perked a brow as her word seemed more like a demand than anything. She pressed her lips to her uncles cheek and made her way back towards the stair way that would carry her back into the house, only she would use her abilities to manipulate the matter before she would even pass through that portal to carry her back to her own sanctuary. "Please survive." she spoke softly to herself, even though the words wer meant for her Uncle, the one family member she truly felt like she connected with, aside from her siblings.