Rend and Tear
Rend and Tear
A Short Story By: G'lek
"Piss off!" The anthro female Flygon shouted as she was roughly pinned to the ground by her trainer. "I didn't do anything!"
"Sure," He intoned. "I believe you... Bitch! I told you, never take food without asking!"
"I didn't!! It was Arbok!"
"Shut up! Don't talk about her like that! I know it was you!"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
Before she could say anything else, she felt a switchblade press against her throat, silencing her. Next thing she knew, she was dragged to her feet and spun around to face her trainer. The moment after that, his fist caught her in the face, sending her to the ground hard, stunned. She was given no time to react as his boot caught her in the gut, driving the air out of her lungs. The second kick bruised, but the third was met with a sickening crunch as three of her ribs broke under the impact. She gasped, wheezing as one hand tried to shield her ribs from any more blows.
Again, she was grabbed by the shoulders and hauled upright, only to again be punched in the jaw. This time, when she hit the ground, she felt her broke ribs grind against each other and she tasted blood, warm and metallic. She looked up in time to see the steel toe of her trainers boot coming at her just as it collided with the lens covering her eye. There was a loud crack and when the stars cleared from her vision, she could see a large crack running down the lens.
The third time she was grabbed and hauled up, she was expecting another punch. What she wasn't expecting was to feel the bite of the switchblade sinking into her back between her wings. She cried out sharply as something warm began to trickle down her back. The blade was pulled out only to be driven back in again and again and again in a matter of moments.
After the dozenth or so time, her trainer grabbed her head and smashed it into the wall, shoving the blade into he side and wiggling it so as to cause her broke ribs to grind. The pain was searing and had it not been for his hand around her throat holding her up, she would have collapsed by now.
"This'll teach you to lie to me, bitch." He whispered into her ear. "When I come home from training, there better not be a single blood stain on this rug, understand? Or I'll make what just happened seem like fucking heaven!"
He released her and she crumpled to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. For good measure, her trainer brought his boot down one more time, right on her ankle. She didn't even feel the bones there shattering. Then he walked out, his Pokemon in tow, the Arbok casting her a glance that said "Thanks for taking the blame. Idiot."
Tubulence just lay there for a several minutes before she forced herself to get up. There was a small pool of blood from where she'd been laying. Panting, she stumbled to the closet to grab something to mop it up before it soaked in.
This is what happens when I'm left alone with my thoughts for too long... So basicly more then 15 minutes. Whatever. I'm not going to bother tagging it. No one reads my stuff anyway. Based on my character, Turbulence. http://www.f-list.net/c/Turbulence
Written July 7th, 2012, 12:06 AM (GMT-5)
Editted July 07, 2012, 12:29 PM (GMT-5)
Changes: Added tags relating to violence and such. Fixed a few spelling mistakes.