Revenge of the Red Witch

AN: Graphic scenes of rape and torture. Please do not read if you are offended by this.

“You just missed her.” Said the priestess, “She left about an hour ago.”

“Do you know where she went?” Amelia asked, doing her best to keep the frustration from her voice. Tracking Lina’s location had turned out to be easy. Actually finding her was proving to be ridiculously difficult.

“No,” she replied as she started sorting through bed linens, “And trust me, someone like her doesn’t want to be found.”

Amelia stole a nervous glance at Sylphiel, who gazed steadily at the priestess as she asked. “What do you mean by that?”

“Sorceresses her age don’t get hysterectomies. Especially when they’ve never had children before.”

Sylphiel swayed on her feet, but caught her grip on the counter. “Sylphiel-san?” Amelia asked as she reached a hand out to steady her.

“I’m fine.” Sylphiel replied distantly before turning her attention back on the priestess. “You didn’t actually perform one?”

The priestess shrugged, “She had the money.”

Sylphiel started trembling, “Most healer’s codes forbid doing that unless the sorceress has had children or is forty! Lina-san was only twenty.”

“I know. I’m the only person I know who will perform them.”

“But why?” Amelia asked.

“Sorceresses are vulnerable during their time of the month. And since it’s the only time they’re so vulnerable a lot of the very powerful ones want to get rid of it. Hysterectomies are the only way to do that. I understand that.”

“But what if she changes her mind in a few years?” Sylphiel asked, unable to keep the anger from her voice.

“Honey, you don’t understand. She’s not worried about the long term anymore. I’ve seen this a million times before. She’s living purely for revenge. There’s nothing else for her now.”

***************

He had never seen her like this. Were it not for the horrible rumors he’d heard on his travels he would have thought himself wrong about the woman at the bar being Lina. Her clothing had changed. The white boots and gloves were gone, replaced with blood red ones. They matched her tunic, cape and pants. Even her bandanna was a blood red now.

That fit in with the rumors that she was now calling herself the Red Witch.

Yet it was the dead look to the eyes, now sunken and surrounded by black circles that alarmed him the most. Her once carefree face was now lined, and there was a shock of gray at her temples. She had aged a lot in a short period of time.

He still clung to some faint hope that the woman was not Lina. Lina would never be anywhere without Gourry. He had hoped that the rumors that he had seemingly vanished were wrong. Those two were so strong together nothing could stop them.

Then she asked the bartender for a drink. Zel had to concede that the voice was Lina through and through. No mistaking it.

“Wait,” Lina ordered the bartender, “I want you to take a sip. And I brought my own glass.”

Zel watched as she pulled a tumbler from her cape and set it in front of her. The bartender rolled his eyes, “Look, I don’t poison my customers…”

“And I’ll pay double as long as you shut up and drink!” Lina snapped back.

The bartender sighed, but did as asked. After he swallowed he glared at her, “See, I’m not dropping dead.”

“Good for you.” Lina said irritably, “Fill it up.”

He did, and Lina threw some coins on the table. She grabbed her drink and started walking towards a table in the far right corner. Zel pulled back into the shadows as she walked past. His instincts were telling him that the last thing she wanted was for anyone who knew her to find her. And after the stuff he had heard, he didn’t know what he could say to her.

What do you say to someone who has been raped, tortured, and their lover killed for all he knew? Nothing he could think of would make it right. And the whole thing made him terribly uncomfortable.

So he watched silently as she tapped a man wearing a red hat on the shoulder. They were far away, and Lina spoke quietly, but Zel’s misshapen body did have some benefits. Such as super human hearing.

“You Grieves?” she asked.

“You’re late.” He replied.

Lina slipped into an empty chair. She glanced at the bartender, and seeing that he was still standing and working, she sipped her drink. “I had some stuff to take care of this morning. Took longer than I thought. It’s all for the cause. So, do you have the information I need?”

Grieves reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a stack of papers and handed them to Lina. “I’ve been trying to take down this son of a bitch for years. Lost my leg in the process two years ago.”

Lina scanned through the papers, “So his name is Jaxon.”

“Sometimes. That’s what he seems to go by most of the time. He’s a real snake, that one. He’ll strike, usually against some powerful woman who’s made a name for herself, and then retreat for a few years before starting all over again.”

“This is good information. This list of hideouts, is it complete?”

“As far as I know. He might have a few more I don’t know about. His tends to favor the caves fifty miles outside of Atlas City.”

“That’s a good week away. Some of these places are close, I’ll check those out first.” Lina said decisively. “Any activity in those areas?”

Grieves shrugged, “Usually he stocks up well. Comes out when he runs out of supplies.”

“He didn’t have time to stock up. I burned the camp he was at to the ground and took his treasure. So he’s either going to have to resurface earlier than usual, or have some of his minions get stuff for him.”

“I’ve not heard anything. Mind you, most of the people who’ve tried to kill him through the years have ended up dead or maimed themselves. We’re putting a lot of hope in you.”

“And you said I could have all of this for free.” Lina stated, a slight edge in her voice.

“You have a problem with that?”

“I don’t trust people as easily as I used to.”

“That man you used to travel with, he didn’t survive, did he?”

Even from across the room, Zel could see how Lina’s hands shook as she grabbed her drink and drained it. “What’s that got to do with anything?” she asked, her voice tight.

“If you couldn’t kill the bastard yourself, wouldn’t you do whatever you could to help someone who could?”

Lina cleared her throat, “So who’d you lose?”

“My lover. She was a powerful merchant in my town. She even started a program to protect convoys from bandits. Didn’t make her popular with them.”

Lina pocketed the papers and ran a hand through her hair. “If you’re lying to me…”

“You’ll do to me what you did to those men in Dils.” Zel could hear the smile in Grieves’ voice.

Lina stood up, “Bingo.”

***********

It had seemed to go on forever. Day had turned to night, and now the sun was coming up. Lina was exhausted, hungry, and sore beyond belief. And still they assaulted her.

One man finished in her mouth. Another bandit took his place. She longed for a break. Her throat hurt and she was tired of the taste of semen. Her genitals felt as though they were rubbed raw and she could tell she was bleeding. Still they rode her front and back simultaneously. Being forced to take three men constantly through the night was defeatening to say the least.

“Go ahead and finish up, boys, and then we’ve got other things in store for her.” The leader said.

Lina shut her eyes. Whatever it was he had in store, she did not want to know what it was. She had a bad feeling that she’d much rather continue to be used by three men than to play in anymore of his sick games.

The one in her ass finished first. He slapped her after he pulled out, “Thanks for the good time, sweetie.”

Usually Lina would have thought of a good comeback. Even though she was no longer allowed to say it she would still think it. Now she was just too tired.

The one assaulting her vaginally finished next, leaving the one in her mouth. “This would go a lot faster if you sucked it like you mean it.” He said.

“Bastard.” Lina thought to herself. She did not tighten her lips.

He grabbed her by the hair and forced himself so far down her throat that she started to gag. “I’m starting to think she likes me in here!”

Even in her exhausted state she recognized the damned if you do, damn if you don’t situation he was putting her in. And she was damned if she was going to eagerly suck him off. He continued a sick commentary as he roughly handled her. Finally he finished, and Lina collapsed onto the ground. She didn’t even take the time to steal a glance at Gourry. She just wanted to melt into the ground.

“Hey bitch.” The leader said.

Lina closed her eyes and huddled into a fetal position. She dreaded whatever was coming next.

“Look, bitch. Here’s the monster who has sealed your powers. He’s name is Rizark.”

Lina opened her eyes. If she could get her powers back then she could get Gourry and herself out of here. Defeating Rizark was the only way to do that, and she couldn’t take him down if she didn’t know what he looked like. But how was she going to take down a monster with no magic? If only she still had her Demon’s Blood Amulets on…

Rizark looked a little bit like a barren tree. Lina hoped he was a low ranking monster. There had to be way out of here.

“I’ve been enjoying your feelings of pain, anger and despair.” Rizark said.

Lina decided that the safest course of action was not to reply. Rizark continued, “I’ve been enjoying it so much, I thought I’d cause some myself.”

Lina’s eyes widened and she backed away. Not a monster! Being forced by men was bad enough, but a monster!

From his trunk a branch like appendage appeared and grew to the size of a human arm. Lina shook her head. That wouldn’t fit! Rizark moved towards her. “No!” Lina screamed as she got to her feet and started to run.

“Ten!” the leader ordered and Lina stopped in her tracks. As she did Gourry’s yells rang through the air and she found herself surrounded by many small tendrils. They turned her back around to face Rizark and she realized that they were produced by him.

“You must not care for your friend here very much.” The leader said, “You keep doing things to get him hurt.”

“Ohh, hatred. She hates you deeply. It is exquisite!” Rizark said as he knocked her off her feet so that she landed hard on her back. “There’s guilt too.” He added as he used his tendrils to spread her legs wide. “But the hatred she feels…”

Lina shut her eyes. She shuddered as she felt the leader’s hands on her shoulders. “Keep your eyes open, bitch. You’re going to watch.”

Lina took a deep breath and opened her eyes. They immediately locked on the branch like appendage. She started to hyperventilate. “Do you want that in you?” the leader whispered in her ear.

Lina kept hyperventilating. She couldn’t speak. Her voice was gone. She shook her head. The leader reached his hands around and pulled at the chain still clamped tightly at her breasts. She screamed, the pain distracting her from what was about to happen. She took a deep steadying breath.

“You’re going to take it, bitch, aren’t you?”

Lina nodded, her voice seeming far away as she replied, “Yes, Master.”

“Good girl.”

Lina groaned as Rizark came towards her. It was so hard to keep her eyes open as he touched her entrance and started to push. Lina gritted her teeth and her hands scratched at the grass. Slowly he pushed his way in, and Lina was appalled that she could be stretched so wide. It was agony. Her genitals were on fire! She screamed. The bandit leader gripped her tightly as she was pushed back against him, bracing her as Rizark continued onward.

“How does it feel?” he asked.

“Not this again.” Lina thought before saying, “Terrible Master!”

She felt Rizark bump against her cervix. She screamed again in pain, and still he continued forward, alarming her further. Just how far was he going to go? Finally he stopped.

“Let her get used to it for a bit.” Rizark said.

Sweat poured down Lina’s brow. Eventually she calmed down and wished she hadn’t. No sooner had she done so than did Rizark’s branch like appendage grow in circumference, stretching her even wider. “Oh no!” she cried, “Stop!”

“Ten!”

Lina wanted to jab him in the ribs with her elbow as Gourry’s screams took to the air again. Instead she kept still, tears leaking down her cheeks. Rizark’s arm continued to grow wider. Finally he stopped and let the circumference shrink a bit before widening it again.

The leader kept asking questions. Lina kept answering them mechanically. Her fear was growing. Unlike a man who would eventually orgasm and leave, Rizark could keep this up all day. How long were they going to torture her like this?

She shuddered as the leader laughed, “Hey Rizark, let’s see how much this bitch can take! Take her in the ass too.”

Lina’s eyes widened in horror as a second branch grew, smaller in circumference than the first. There was no way he could fit it in! There was no room left. The tendrils around her legs started to lift them up and over her head, making her unbearably tighter but giving Rizark easier access to her ass. The only advantage for Lina was that she could no longer see what was happening.

Unfortunately, it didn’t stop her from feeling him drive into her ass, expanding and contracting awkwardly against the other appendage. Her inner walls separating the two holes seemed to become so raw and thin that Lina worried they were going to tear. There was no question about it. This was hell.