Chapter 2 - Now you are mine!

(Sorry folks, no sex. Yet! But we're getting there, promise^^)



Christine slowly opened her eyes and groaned when searing pain overwhelmed her body.
It took her a while before the memories of what had happened returned to her. They had been sailing towards the area of fog supposedly hiding the island they were looking for.
But as soon as they entered the fog the problems began. They could hardly see anything in front of the boat and their sonar stopped working, but luckily George had a Dragonair with him, so he sent his Pokemon out to keep an eye on the underside of the boat, to avoid any hidden rocks.
George had left the cabin and gone to the bow, trying to see anything ahead of them.
Slowly they traveled through the fog, carefully avoiding the jagged rocks appearing in front of them.
But suddenly a loud, metallic sound was heard from under the boat and the steering stopped working.
"We must've hit a rock or something!", yelled Maria, while George outside leaned over the side trying to see something, but couldn't find anything, not even his Pokemon.
 
Christine winced as she sat up and stared at the remains of the ship. She closed her eyes as she remembered what had happened next.
 
Out of nowhere a huge wave had lifted up the ship, throwing it around like a ragdoll. Christine remembered holding onto Marie's seat and begging for it to stop. When she glanced out the window, trying to see if George was still on board, she saw a cliff coming towards them at an alarming speed.
The last thing she remembered was the sound of the boat smashing against the rocks.
 
Christine opened her eyes and reached for her belt, where she kept her Pokemon, but was shocked to find them missing.
She looked around in a panic, but couldn't see them in the mist and the wreckage. Then it hit her. "Marie! George!", she called out in fear, but they didn't answer and were nowhere to be seen. She tried calling out for them again "Hello? Where are you guys?"
This time though something answered her shout, although it definitely wasn't human. She heard a wolf-like howl and saw a shadow approaching her. Before it could get close enough for her to identify it though, she heard something shuffle behind her and then everything went black as that something hit her on the head.
 
The smell of fire and smoke pulled Maria out of her unconsciousness and she slowly opened her eyes. At first everything was blurred, but using all her willpower she managed to get things into focus.
She was lying on the cold stone floor of something resembling a throne room, complete with torches, glass-less windows and an archaic throne on a raised part of the floor.
"Wha-?", she mumbled and turned her head. George was lying next to her and behind him she could see the fiery red of Christine's hair.
Maria tried to rise to her feet, when she noticed, that her hands and feet were shackled and chained to the floor. "What's going on?", she mumbled and yanked her hands in an attempt to free herself.
The clanging of the chains woke George and Christine from their sleep and slowly they opened their eyes.
"I see you've finally woken up."
Maria's head spun around, trying to find the speaker. A young man emerged from one of the doorways, a Houndoom at his side.
He seemed to be in his twenties, with long, black hair framing his cold but somehow attractive face. It probably would've looked better, if he didn't have that evil smirk twisting the corners of his mouth.
He was wearing something that looked like a medieval leather armor and draped around his shoulders was a tattered, cape-like cloth.
Taking a moment to look at the three before him he then turned and walked over to the throne. With a very satisfied sigh he sat down and the Houndoom sat down on a small carpet on the right side of the throne. There was one on the other side too, but there was no Pokemon there, at least they couldn't see one.
 
As the strange man didn't say a word and instead continued to silently stare at them, Maria gathered her courage and glared at him.
"What is the meaning of this? Who are you? Where are we?!", she said laud and clear. The man leaned back in his throne and chuckled.
"You enter my realm unannounced and with unclear motives, and still you dare to use hat tone with me as if I'm the aggressor? But I will answer your questions...for now!"
He rose to his feet and looked at them with disdain. "I am Lord Vinthrax, master of this castle and the island it stands upon! And you are invaders, who came here to steal the secrets I guard and harm my realm!"
Christine struggled against her chains and shouted, "You're mistaken! We came here, because some old guy told us, there'd be some legendary pokemon on an island hidden by fog, not to attack you or your stupid castle!"
"Lies! All lies!" Vinthax' voice boomed and the room fell silent. "Nobody in the outside world knows of this island. You discovered it and decided to steal it's riches and resources for yourself! You are thieves and liars and as such I sentence you to a life of slavery, in order to work for me and fulfill my every desire!"
Christine looked at him with disbelief. "You- You're insane!!!", she said and fought against her chains once more. "I'll never be your slave! Never!"
 
Vinthrax sat back down on his throne and grinned. "Oh now I remember of whom you remind me. There was this one girl that came here and, oh well let's show you instead."
He turned his head to the Houndoom standing at his side. "Go and get Slut for me." The Pokemon growled and sprinted down one of the dark corridors.
Christine briefly considered attacking that weirdo in front of them, but his confident smile made her hesitate. There had to be more Pokemon hiding around here, waiting for their masters orders and guarding him. Unfortunately she didn't have her Pokeballs  anymore or she would have ordered her Arcanine to rip that idiot to shreds.
After a few moments the Houndoom returned, holding one end of a leash in its mouth. When she saw what was emerging from the dark, Marie gave a terrified gasp. Following the Pokemon a woman stumbled into the throne room, a leather collar wrapping around her neck and apart from that naked.
She had a nice, toned figure, but her beauty was distorted by ugly and partially even fresh scars crisscrossing her body and her beautiful brown hair was crudely cut short.
 
The Houndoom lead her to the throne, put the leash into Vinthrax's waiting hand and returned to its position right beside him. The woman walked over to the self-proclaimed Overlord and knelt down on the other side of him.
That explained why there was a rug on that side of the throne as well.
Vinthrax continued to smile as he petted the woman's head, while she continued to stare blankly at the floor. "This is Slut.", he declared. "Slut came here, I think about half a year ago, as a Pokemon Ranger, because she had heard rumors, that pokemon were being abused on this island." As he continued on with his explanation he caressed the woman's head like she was some sort of pet.
"Partially it's true, we do have some Pokemon enslaved and working for us, but when she arrived here, she got a lot more than she'd bargained.
Blindly believing in her strength and that of her Pokemon, she came here, violently entered my castle and demanded I surrender myself to the authorities, threatening mayor consequences if I didn't."
Vinthrax gave a chuckle and the woman beside him tensed a bit as she remembered the past that led her to this dreadful place.
"Sufficient to say, that it didn't work out as she had planned." He suddenly yanked her head back, so that she could look him in the eyes. "Isn't that right, Slut?", he asked with a devilish smile. The young woman swallowed before she stuttered, "Y-yes, m-master."

"Get your filthy hand off of her!", screamed Christine and fought against the chains holding her down. "Silence!", was the deafening answer from Vinthrax, as he let go of the womans hair and stood up.
There was shuffling and other noises in the dark, indicating that the hidden pokemon were preparing to attack the prisoners. Vinthrax walked down the short flight of stairs and knelt down in front of Christine. "See I took my hands off of her. But now-", he grabbed the back of Christine's head and smashed her face against the cold stone floor. There was a sickening crunch and blood splattered, as her nose broke, "-I have to put them elsewhere!"
Marie gave a terrified shriek, while George screamed, "You motherfucking bastard! I'll kill you!" Unimpressed by this, Vinthrax stood up and gave George a sharp kick in the stomach, which made him keel over and gasp for air.
In the silence that followed, as George was lying in his own drool, trying to get some air into his lungs and Marie seemed frozen in shock, a faint sobbing noise was heard. Vinthrax knelt down in front of Christine once again, grabbed her hair and lifted her up, so he could take a look at her face. Blood was oozing out of her flattened nose and had stained most of her face. But there were two lines where tears had washed the blood away, making it look like some make-up gone horribly wrong.


He stared at her face for a few seconds before he reached into hi s pocket and out pulled a handkerchief. Carefully he wiped most of the blood and the tears away, before he rose once again.
"I'll just say this once, so get it into your skulls!", he said, as he walked back to his throne.
"On this island, I decide who lives and who dies, so you better stay on my good side." He looked at his new 'toys' for a while, especially Christine, who was a total mess at the moment.
With a sigh he turned to the Houndoom again. "Get the doctor in here, would you?" The pokemon nodded and trotted off into one of the tunnels and after a few moments returned with a thin man wearing  the dirty remnants of a lab coat.
He was carrying a leather suitcase under his arm and after a short bow towards Vinthrax hurried towards Christine. He took one look at her nose, opened his suitcase and got out some bandages. Carefully he secured her nose, so it wouldn't bend as it healed and smeared the inside of her nostrils with some cream to stop the bleeding, although Christine winced as he did it.
When he was finished with the procedure, he gave Christine and her friends a quick, dreadful glance, before he packed his things and turned towards the throne.
"Well done, doctor.", Vinthrax said with a smile. "I think as a reward for your quick and efficient treatment, I'll allow you to see your wife for the rest of the day." He waved his hand and the Houndoom rose to its feet.
"Thanks you very much, my Lord", the doctor answered with happiness in his voice and a deep bow, before being led away by the Pokemon.
 
Marie watched as the man disappeared into the tunnels and finally turned her heads to Vinthrax. "What did you mean by that?", she asked, her voice trembling.
Vinthrax looked at her quizzically until he understood what she meant. "Oh, now I get it! You want to know why it's a reward for him, to see his wife?", he said and his smile became much more sinister. "That is because we're keeping them separated intentionally. That way we can punish or reward them easily, by letting them see each other, or keeping them apart for extended periods of time. And it also is a great way of keeping them from escaping. Since all prisoners are randomly given workplaces each day, it is much harder to come up with an escape plan, especially if you want to rescue your husband or wife too."
"You're a monster!" George finally had managed to recuperate from the kick and was now staring with hate at the man on the throne, but Vinthrax just laughed in his face and stroked the Houndoom's fur as it sat down at his side.
 
"Without your precious pokemon, you're nothing but weak, pathetic humans. I can do whatever I fucking want with you! I could throw you out this window and watch you fall until your skull cracks open on the rocks below! I could strangle you with your own intestines if I wanted to! On this island I decide who lives and who dies! I OWN you now and you better remember it if you want to survive!"
Vinthrax was standing again and yelling at them, his face contorted by anger.
He took a few deep breaths and sat back on his throne. "You will soon learn how things run on this island." When neither of his captives answered he gave a sigh and stood up once more. He went into one of the tunnels and soon reemerged with a wet rag in his hand and a scarf around his head, covering his nose and mouth.
The Houndoom quickly retreated into one of the other passageways and Marie gave a gasp as she understood. "Don't you dare!", she growled, but Vinthrax slowly walked over to her, grabbed her hair and pressed the stinking rag on her face.
Whatever it was he'd drenched the rag with, it was both pungent and potent and Marie quickly faded into unconsciousness. George simply watched in terror, as the self-proclaimed lord kneeled down in front of him and repeated the procedure. It took longer, since George tried to hold his breath, but eventually he too fell asleep.
 
Finally he turned towards Christine who looked at him with fear in her eyes.
He knelt down in front of her and lifted the rag to her face. Christine took a deep breath, preparing to hold it in a desperate attempt of defiance.
But instead of pushing it against her face, Vinthrax lowered it again and also removed his scarf. "Sorry about your nose.", he said with honest regret in his voice. "It's a shame since your face is actually really pretty."
Christine looked up at him with him surprise and mistrust. "You know I could spare you, if you agreed to become my new toy." He turned his gaze towards Slut who was still kneeling silently besides his throne. "I'm starting to get bored by this one."
Slut started to tremble, but didn't dare to say anything. "You wouldn't need to work on the fields and if you perform well, you might even earn yourself a permanent place at my side."
She looked over at Slut, studying her scars and the general state of her body. "Why does she look like that?", she asked fearfully. Vinthrax shook his head. "No questions. I want a simple 'yes' or 'no' will decide your fate. SO what shall it be?"
Christine swallowed hard, looked at her unconscious friends and then silently stared at the ground for a while. Finally she looked up and with a shaky voice said: "Yes..."
Vinthrax gave a chuckle, before he lifted his hand and pointed at Slut with both his index and middle finger. The woman gave a terrified gasp and tried to run away, but before she had even gone two steps, something shot out of the darkness.  A strange, fleshy sound was heard and suddenly Slut fell forwards. As her body hit the stone floor, her head detached from the rest and rolled down the steps towards Vinthrax, who was laughing like a madman.
Blood poured out of the stump where the head had just been seconds ago and as Christine slowly raised her gaze from the dead body and the head in front of her, she saw a huge Scyther, whose dark green carapace was covered in dried blood and scars, looming over the corpse.
She opened her mouth to scream, but suddenly Vinthrax pressed the rag he had used to neutralize her friends on her mouth and nose.
As she felt her conscience slip away the last thing she heard was her captor laughing, "Welcome to your new life!"
 