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Hell Cavern	By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3542 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five
"Hurry, Rain!" Falcon urged. The Sin'dorei was lacing up a pair of old boots, the borrowed pants almost fit the youth. Crystal was busy tying a rope belt around Rain's waist to help the leggings stay up. "Knot it in the back, where he can't reach it," Falcon said.
"Oo … can't have him wielding a big scary four foot rope," Crystal said sarcastically as she did as he asked.
"It is your neck it may be wrapped around," Falcon answered. "Child or adult he's still a Sin'dorei. And by the reports from the new recruits they have thrown their hats in with the Horde back home."
"Yes, beloved."
There was a loud knock at their door and a moment later Sid stuck his head inside. "Hurry up you three, the Keeper has landed." The dwarf paused and glanced at Rain. "He is looking worse every time I see him …"
"At least I put some pants on him," Falcon said, glancing over at Rain. His long black hair still wet hung down his bare back. The chill from the river was causing him to shiver; he hadn't said a word since their return.
"Panatas … the Keeper … what the hell is going on?" Sid wondered aloud.
"Maybe something happened on the surface who knows," Falcon said grabbing a small leather strap he moved over to Rain and quickly pulled the wet locks up, tying it into a high ponytail and off his back. "Best we can do," he said, grabbing the elf's arm he led him outside.
The rest of the Clan was already in place right outside their encampment. Lined up and kneeling on one knee. Crystal, Sid, Falcon and Rain joined them. His wife and the dwarf quickly knelt beside the others as Rain went to copy them Falcon forced the Blood Elf on all fours and pushed his head down so it touched the ground.
"Stay low, stay quiet," Falcon hissed in the prostrated elf's ear. He lifted Rain's chin for a moment put a finger to his lips to emphasize his words. The Sin'dorei nodded and placed his face between his hands in the dirt. His pale body trembled in the bright lights that had been turned back on.
Falcon moved to stand in front of his Clan; he didn't kneel but did bow his head. Without moving he looked around, the other five Clans were lined up in similar fashion. From the west a mighty winged demon walked slowly down the street. Its body was similar to that of a dragonkin but taller than most buildings, in his hand he held a whip and at his side a large sword was strapped.
Keeper Canesut, the Warden of Hell Cavern, though the prisoners were sure Illidan was the true cause of their slavery; the Keeper was the highest ranking demon that ever traveled to the Cavern. His words were law and rarely did his visits leave the Clans unscathed.
The large demon stopped near the stage and spun around slowly. "My apologies for the late night assembly," it said in the demonic voice all could understand. "Though, as poor as your production has been these past few months … most of you have been sleeping on the job anyway."
Falcon braced himself, he would die before he let Canesut hurt or kill one of the Kaldorei or Dwarves under his protection again. It was the Keeper that had killed the dwarf Sarim during his previous visit last month. Falcon's arm twitched slightly as he remembered the broken bones he had suffered when he tried to intervene. Sarim had been drunk; the damn dwarf didn't know what he was doing when he started cursing the Keeper.
"I should just let the Panatas feast on all you feeble fleshlings," the demon hissed. "Why the master insists on keeping you around all these years I will never understand." The enormous demon started moving again, toward the river and Falcon's Clan. "Perhaps you are all in need of another motivation …"
Falcon's stomach twisted as his eyes moved to the rocks above the mine. There impaled into the wall of spikes were one-hundred and thirteen corpses, or motivations as the Keeper called them. All in various stages of decay, the older ones were just skeletons. Sarim was up there, as was … Falcon sighed and shook his head, he couldn't change the past.
The Keeper stopped in front of him, Falcon's hands balled into fists. Not again, damn it his Clan did their allotted work and then some. "Interesting," the demon said. The large whip in his clawed hand poked the pale elf trembling beside Crystal. Rain kept his face down. A smaller demon appeared, summoned by the Keeper. It still towered over Falcon as it dragged Rain to his feet.
The demon spoke to the elf in Thalassian, the language of Sin'dorei. Rain did not respond keeping his eyes lowered. Falcon kept himself restrained, he could not sacrifice himself for the child, his clan needed him. The demon's voice rose as it gestured toward Falcon.
"Shan'do," Rain whispered.
Falcon frowned, in his tongue Shan'do meant honored teacher.
The demon continued speaking in Rain's birth tongue. After a moment the Blood Elf was thrown down at Falcon's feet and the druid's will relinquished slightly as the child started licking his boots.
The Keeper let out a dark laugh. "Clean them well, little slut … like your life depends on it because it does."
The large demon turned his back on them and moved across the street to the Elfkillers. Rain made a soft gagging sound, Falcon was glad he had taken the time to clean the boots earlier. Hopefully a little dust would be all Rain had to clean off.
Across the way there was a horrifying scream and Falcon looked over. Two winged demons were carrying an orc up into the air; it was the rogue from earlier at the river. The demons carried their terrified captive to the wall of motivation. Falcon looked down, Rain had covered the lower part of his ears with his hands trying to block out the screams as he continued to lick Falcon's boots.
The flying demons let out cries of joy as they dropped their captive. The orc's screams were silenced as his body was impaled onto one of the many spikes that jutted out of the cavern walls.
The Keeper turned back toward Falcon's clan and the druid tensed. He came to a stop in front of them, silently watching the submissive elf.
"Leader of the Earthhunter Clan, what is this Blood Elf to you?" it asked after a minute.
"A pain in the ass," Falcon said quietly and then louder, "His role has yet to be determined, for now he is a pet, Master."
"A pet?" The demon roared with laughter. "You have never taken dead meat before … you now have eleven Clan's Members I will expect your collections to reflect that."
"We have never failed you before, Master." Falcon said.
The demon nodded and the smaller winged beast pulled Rain to his feet. "Slut you have failed even the simplest of task … you will learn now failure is not an option."
Falcon glanced down; the lesser demon had kicked dust up covering his boots once more. Rain was dragged over to the stage and the shackles he still wore looped over the hook on the center post, so his back was exposed. The large demon uncoiled his whip. "Twenty lashes should teach you not to fail me or your Clan again …" it hissed.
"Wait!" Falcon shouted. His kneeling clan members looked up at him alarmed. "Wait," Falcon cried out again. "As leader of the Earthhunter Clan, it is my right to take his place under the whip. And I'm exercising the right."
"Lad what in the hell are you doing?" Sid hissed.
Keeper Canesut nodded and Rain was unhooked from the pole and tossed to the side. Falcon walked over and onto the stage, he took off his shirt and wrapped his arms around the post where they were bound. "As I was saying thirty lashes out to teach you …"
The whip bit into his flesh, Falcon gripped the pole tighter and closed his eyes. After about a dozen blows something warm pressed against his throbbing back and the cool touch of metal pressed against his chest. Startled he opened his eyes to find Rain embracing him from behind after throwing his shackled arms around him from above. "No!" he shouted. "Rain, down … damn it … down!"
The Blood Elf buried his face into Falcon's shoulder as the whip continued to fall, now cutting into the pale flesh of the other.
"Damn it no, stop … please … it's my punishment!"
The Keeper just let out a dark laugh. "This just keeps getting better and better."
After the fortieth lash the dreadful sound of leather against flesh finally stopped as the Keeper coiled up his whip. Another deep chuckle echoed through the chamber as the demon said something in Thalassian to Rain. Falcon was surprised to hear Rain reply, the elf had gone limp somewhere around the thirtieth lash, and he had assumed he'd passed out.
The smaller demon cut the leather strap that bound Falcon and he lifted the shackle's chain that had been thrown over his head off and spun around catching Rain as he fell.
"Your shifts start in an hour," Keeper Canesut said addressing the Cavern as a whole again. "I suggest everyone pull their weight or I will be back …" The demon glanced toward Falcon and their eyes met briefly.
"Better and better …" it mumbled as it took off with a blast of heated wind and disappeared into the darkness above.
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