Chapter 2 - Layer of the Beast

       "We've got a nice slave here. Freshly captured. Young virgin and fertile. Starting bid is 10 Gold pieces." Rose heard as she stood on a display stage. She looked around. She didn't  remember anything at all. Not how she got here, nor who brought her here, and not even where she was. She looked down to see she was wearing nothing, she moved her hands to cover herself, but they were restrained by metal chains. Her fairly large breasts bouncing slightly as she tried to move. "Do I hear 15 gold?" A lot of people in the crowd raised their hand. "20?" Again. "30?" Only a few people put their hands down.

   "75!" A man in the back said loudly, a majority of the people putting their hands down. He looked at the crowed and growled.

   "Do I hear 80?" A few people raised their hand. "90?" Same result. "100?" The man in the back and one in the crowd raised their hand. "125?" Again. "150?" Only the man in the back raised his hand. "Do I hear 155?" The slave master looked around. "Going once, Going Twice. Sold! 150 Gold pieces" Roses heart sank into her stomach. The man came up to collect her, handing the slave master a bag of coins. The slave master tied a rope around her neck and handed to the man, unlocking her arms and legs. The man walked her into an inn, and right into a room. 

    "I'm eager to test you out. Get on the bed." The man said in a demanding voice. Rose looked at him, looked at her hands, looked at him, looked at her hands. She tried to swing at him, but he caught her first and put a knife to her gut. "Now" Rose let out a sound of defeat as she felt the knife pressing against her stomach. She turned around and bent over the bed, closing her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. The man pushed down his pants and undergarments, pulling out his cock slowly. He chuckled loudly and walked up behind her, rubbing it against her tight virgin slit. He grabbed her hips and thrusted inside, popping her cherry instantly. She let out a cry of pain, crying more as she realized what happen. The man was obviously enjoying her pain, thrusting inside harder and faster. She continued to cry, not feeling much pleasure in it at all.

    The man pulled out of her now semi-bloody slit, pressing the tip of his cock against her tight ass. He quickly put weight into it, forcing it to slide inside slowly. Rose threw her head back, screaming in pain. The man showed no pity, once he got it to slide all the way in, he started to pound her ass as hard as he could. She screamed louder as she felt herself rip. She then felt a sharp pain in her side, looking down to see a dagger in her rib cage. She reached down and touched the blood, falling on the bed and closing her eyes. 

     When she closed her eyes, they opened. She was laying in a bed, a very comfortable one at that. She blinked and looked around, and then down at her body. She was fully clothed, minus her sword. Which was on a table next to the bed. She patted where the dagger had been, blinking. "Was it all a dream?" She grabbed her sword and tied it around her waist, her hand on the handle as she walked out of the room, and into a long hall. The hallway was full of shields. All kinds of shields. Most of them looked very old, and some from more decent times. She walked down the hallway into the main den. It had a bed like bench sitting in front of a burning fireplace. The fireplace was about fifteen feet wide and six feet tall. The room was very warm.

    She noticed a painting above the fireplace and looked at it. It was a man with a wolf by his side, the wolf wearing armor plating. She raised an eyebrow as she continued to inspect it. It was massive for a painting. The same size as the fireplace roughly. She turned around to look at the bench. She looked over it and noticed a piece of paper on it.  She picked it up and looked at it, reading it. 

     'If you wish to leave, take the long hallway down and make a left. But seeing as how you don't know where you are, you may want to consider waiting until I return.' She read in her mind, sighing. "Well great" She shook her head and plumped down on the bench, almost instantly becoming comfortable. "Wow, this is a nice bench"

    Lestat sat next to a lake, looking into the water. His body was covered in white fur, He had mostly human characteristics. A human face, body, legs, and arms. His pupils were white, with gray around the edges, establishing the difference between the eye and the pupil. They glowed slowly in the dim light of dusk. His paw like hands were resting on his legs, his claws tapping against his leg. He was wearing loose white leather pants and a noble like sleeveless top, with white leather gauntlets bearing symbols on them. His feet were like a wolves, sharp claws as well. His ears were like a wolves, still where they would be on a human though. He stood up and turned around, starting to make his was to his domain. 

    Rose got curious and started to look around. She walked down the main hall, trying to open the doors. Most of them wouldn't budge, there were a few that did but it was to the kitchen and a closet. She started to look at the building itself. It was rock, but more than one kind. It was built strong and it looked like it was more than one row in certain places. The outer walls were made of large stone slabs, with the inside and secondary walls were made of smaller ones. She went back into the den and noticed a shield that was put away in a glass case. A gold plaque was on the glass, but it was in a different language. The shield was bronze, or the outside of it anyway. It had a V on it with the point going up. She didn't recognize it and dismissed it, walking back over to the bench and plopping down. 

    When she heard the door open, she drew her sword and waited for whoever had brought her here to come into the den. Lestat slowly walked down the hall, stopping in the entryway to the den. Rose looked over him. "Why did you bring me here?"

    "Would you have preferred that I left you in the forest?" He said as he looked at her, tilting his head.

    "I guess you're right on that. Why did you save me?" She squinted at him, trying to get a better look at him. 

    "Did you want to be raped and forced into slavery?" He raised a brow

    "No, but that doesn't answer the question" 

     "I did it because it was the honorable thing to do" His eyes glowed in the dim light of the hallway. 

    "I didn't know beasts believed in honor" She kept her sword ready

    "I suppose I'm not like the other beasts then" He chuckled softly, stepping into the den. He looked over her, unable to call her anything but beautiful in his mind.. 

    "I want to leave, please" She said clearly. Lestat nodded and walked over to a table, digging through some papers and pulling out a rolled up scroll. He walked over to her, kneeling down in front of her and handing her the scroll.

    "It's a map of this region, you should be able to find your way with it." He stood up, putting his hands behind his back as he looked down at her. 

      "Thank you for saving me and making sure I was safe, but I have to leave" She said, sheathing her sword. The dream she had changed her mind about adventures. She walked by him and right down the hall, walking outside and starting to make her way down the path. Lestat walked over to his room door, unlocking it and going to his armor case. He started to put his armor on, taking his time. Knowing bandits there were bound to be more somewhere. 

    After about thirty minutes she was already a good mile away. She turned around and looked over the path, thinking she heard something. As she looked back forward, everything went black.