Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Purgatory ❯ Sleep ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Yes, I know I'm twisted, but hey it's fun!! By the way I don't own it just having a bit of fun with some ideas in my head.

AN: Sorry it's been so long. Just opened up a new store and it has been hell. Lots of crap to keep up with. Enjoy!

Purgatory

Mia sat looking out at the stars in her bedroom. This was the first time she had ever sat in the room with dread. For the last two months she had the Dreams. Each one different but yet held the same theme. She was tortured and shown pictures or images of someone else receiving the same torture as what she was experiencing. Yet it was not a mirror of that she was sure. And the laughter, the horrid laughter that came from that horrible woman. Sometimes she could see her; this woman was beautiful but cruel. No merciless is more like the word. Always laughing at her pain.

And the pain… Mia closed her eyes at the thought of the pain. It didn't matter that she was asleep; the pain was as real as the wind blowing across her face now. She shook as images of the last Dream overcame her. Down on all fours, being violated in every opening that was available. Yet that was not the worst. She was burned by the heated rods that slammed into her backside. Whipped constantly and salt poured constantly all over her wounds. Her male member was pushed constantly into a willing woman yet this woman's insides were lined with razors, slicing and cutting. Yes, in these Dreams she was a male. She had realized this early on, and it made her cringe with pain every time she thought about the sexual tortures that she had been put through.

The door to her room opened and in walked Rowen. He had a few books in his hand and a small black bag in the other. She gave a small sad smile at the sight of this bag, for in it contained enough tranquilizers to put out all of the Ronins and the Warlords. Including Sekmhet. For Rowen was her bodyguard for the next three nights. He was there to keep her from harming herself or anyone else if she became too violent in her sleep. She had wondered for a while about her ability to still sleep after all of this time, but it never failed, at eleven-twenty seven every night she would fall asleep. Did not matter what she was doing, cooking, cleaning, reading, researching, or even watching TV. She simply went to sleep.

"Mia. You alright?" Rowen's voice cut through her mental haze. Looking back up into his face she saw worry and sadness. For the next three nights he would sit by her bed awake, waiting for the moment when she would snap and try to cause havoc. It was as much hell for him as it was for her. It was hell for all of them. All of the Ronins took turns with the three night shifts.

"Yeah, I'll be okay." She replied quietly. Looking at the clock she realized that it was late. It was almost eleven. A warm hand on her shoulder kept her from getting up. Rowen peered down at her "Mia, don't lie to me. What's wrong." Shaking she looked down at her hands. Tears clouded her vision. "It's going to be bad again, I know it. I can feel it. I…"A sob cut off the rest of her words. She tried to get a hold of herself but her terror continued to get worse. Rowen knelt down beside her and held her quietly.

Soon he felt her body relax and begin to slump. He lifted his head and glanced at the clock. Eleven-twenty eight. He sighed and looked down at her. She seemed to be at peace but he knew better. He picked her up and carried her over to her bed. Once she was in bed her face began to change, it was as if she was another person. She didn't seem to be the same old Mia. Her features changed to match those of …whomever. Rowen reached for his books and the bag. He opened one of his books and pulled out a pencil. This time he was going to get it on paper. The handy sketchpad Cye had lent him would help. He wanted to draw her face when she was in the grip of her nightmares. To try and figure out who was in her mind, he was determined. She's gone through so much. I can't let her suffer; I won't let her suffer more than she has to. They all wanted to help and would die to make sure she was safe. Yet this seemed to be on threat that was able to hurt them the most. This new threat was now in Mia's mind. This was one fight they might not be able to win.

With that thought Rowen grew even more resolute. He was going to comprehend this new menace. Somehow.