Chapter 9. The den of monsters.

CHAPTER 9. The den of evil monsters.
QUILL
The bright sky. I just got caught in these things now but I am always use to being a den. The darkness, the barriers. Are not so foreign to me. I am use being bound like this. And not just the barriers. I am also use to the monsters.
Just not these ones. They were little different.
Sky, why am I suddenly craving a sky? The blue leghth stretched upon my head with the fresh air, all around me? Why am I craving it out of blue? I wondered to myself and looked up,
As soon as I saw the smirking demons standing in front of me. I turned dto look at the girl behind me, who didn't even care and just started to climb the stairs to go up. "Ayo! Baby girl!" I heard one of the dirty voice speak to me, as I heard his steps getting closer to me. Hsi steps approaching closer to me. At least hundreds of eyes on me. They were staring like they will just eat me alive.
What should I do?
What can I do?
I should fight back! But I can't even do that, because they are hundreds and I am alone. A girl on top. His steps halted hear my feet, with his face hovering over my face, "Will you undress and lie down yourself? Or should I tear them and throw you on floor myself?" He asked me, smiling with his lips, waiting for my reply.
"I know, talking talking innocently with you. Or begging you won't change anything I know that I can't fight you. Because I'm already out of numbers. But. Still, please! Please leave me for your sisters and mother's sake? Please?" I begged him knowing that this won't actually make alot of difference, and looked at the people behind him. I sighed and heard him laughing,"Do you think people like us have family? We don't! And never will!" He gritted and grabbed my forearm, as he pushed me on the barrier. Making me collide and fall back on his feets.
My back aching from the throw, and my knees hurt form the sudden fall. I looked at my fingers. And Unwantedly the tears I don't want to show ever, rolled down from my eyes. Rolling on my cheeks, to falling on my hands.
Dad, Jade, I think I have to leg go of my soul for resting yours in peace. I guess I have to have another nightmare for forgetting the old.
The tears started to fall, when I felt his hand on my head, when he pulled my hair and made me stood on my feets by pulling them. My roots, felt as if they were out of their position. While he stared at my face. Hair still in his hand, that he started to wraoonin his hand like rope. And started pull me towards somewhere. I didn't wanted to move a step, but the roots were giving up on me. 8 had no other choice but to get dragged like that. With my hair, towards the broken wooden table on the side they have kept. Between the crowd of others waiting in line.
He threw me on the table, my rib getting attacked by the unfit nail in the wood. While it started to bleed. Feeling like death. I felt his hands on my legs while I was still trying to overcome the paining and bleeding ribs, while he picked my legs and overturned me on the table, with a smirk on his face. His devil eyes settled at me. As now his hands raised in air to get a hold of me. I scrunchhed my eyes. Thinking about myself and pitting myself. One last time! Tried to fight them one last time. You might get more wounds. But just one more time Quill!
I talked in myself, and raised my hand, slapping his hands away before they touch my clothes. He was surprised at first but started to laugh at second. He gestured his man to come upfront and hold on me, forwarding two man. While my eyes went on the single man standing there. His eyes wasn't prying on me through. He was rather looking differently. I met his, and practically begged him through them to help me out but he didn't move. The other two man came to hold me, but hit the hand of left one and punched him on his face, and eyes, making him back off when he did took steps back crying holding his eyes, but in that time the right one had my hair in his hands when I grabbed his wrist as I was taught in childhood and rolled it around till it was behind his back totally twisted. I saw other bunch of guys from the den walking closer to attack me next. This time they were many. I was able to fight two. But I am not sure that I can take down these many in one time.
I threw the one I was holding the hand off, but he wasn't much affected by the twist. Even the one I punched in the eyes was all ready and set to hit me back. "Stop fighting girl. You know you have no power over us. Just those tiny hands? What can they do? Instead give us that tiny pu**y we will make a good out of it." the leader among them who was the real deal muttered from his jerky mouth. Making me despise the blood running in them."Just leave me please!" I screamed to them when they started to laugh loudly. Echoing in the dungeon. Clouding my ears. You are not thrown here to be left alone! " He groaned between his laughter. And took a step closer to me his hands running towards my hem of top I am wearing for days now. And he started to rise it, with a smirk while I wanted to throw his hands away. But they were grabbed by the same man behind my back. While I kept crying. He did got them out over my kneck but froze. He froze, the other ahead froze and the one holding me froze. Everyone froze.
They looked at my face, and then the mark on stomach. I have had, made by dad when I was just a new born. That's what Jade told me. Even Jade had one on him. And from what I remember, Jade even printed one Jeremy. It's like a family mark we have carried with us. Yes, dad! They might know dad! They won't hurt a daughter of someone who was once their accomplice? Will they? Their eyes on the wound stared at me, and then back at my stomach. "Where did you get it?" He asked me suddenly. His eyes trying to horrify me more then his words.
"My dad! He gave it to me..." I used the dad attack on them, when he turned to look back at the guys in the den who were looking at me, they met his eyes. And wondered. Something. What were they planning? What are they going to do? Will they leave me? Let me go? They watched me like I was more of a alien.
"Who was your dad?" The one of them asked me, from behind. The one I was sure that he will help me earlier. "Why my dad?" I asked them trying to act innocent when they glared at me.
"Just answer!" The back one screamed at me. When I sighed, gulping the lump down, as the man holding my hands left it too. "It was Jade Senior Quinton."
As soon as I took the name they all backed off, giving the surprised the look, shocked. When they saw me and then mark at me again and again. They all looked at each other, talking without words. "What to do now padrone?" the man behind ask breaking the silence. As he sighed and wondered looking at the floor. "What to do? We will do what we were. He is dead now. His son is dead now."
"Yes! They are but she is part of the organisation! The rule says we can't put hand on the organisation's people!?" The Confused man asked "And that too, after the father and Jade dying she will be probably be holding huger position then us? We cant do it!" The man I thought would help me butt in and filled some senses in them, "It doesn't matter! Il Capo send her here to be our treat that means she is nothing but a nobody." He made and excuse. As he stared at me. "What sin did you committed to be here?" He interrogated me. Speaking normal than earlier.
What sin I commited? Which one should I tell? "The fact that I am human and I have humanity."I said it out to him when he scoffed. Keeping his hand on the mark on my waist pressing it,"This Mark. The day you got it. You left the humanity. And that's your remainder." He gritted. And turned, looking at the group around him.
"Don't worry! Guys! We will get some other. If we don't. Bring someone from the kitchen. Make sure she has an ass like that!" He laughed pointing at me. They all started to dismiss walking back in there position doing what they were doing. As the one I thought would help me walked towards me. He came close reading my face." You don't remember me? " his question confused me. I remember him?
Who is he? And how would I know? I have never been at a place like this.
"No!" I announced when he smiled, "Do you remember the Jack who always came by at your house when we both were ten. Our moms were friend? And then one day dissapeared?" He asked me when I frowned trying to remember. While I just had bits and pieces together. Where he was somewhere in the picture. I raised my head in realisation that it was him.
"If you knew me? Why didn't you help me?" I asked him back when he looked behind me and felt guilty. "How can I? The man you saw. He is the top dog. No body question his words and decisions. He talks with the Capo alone." So you were a scared cat." I concluded when he smiled but. Turn blank again.
"Quill, I don't know how you are here. And your dad never wanted you to be here. So stop and go back. Don't make a mess." He adviced me and sat down removing the iron chains, and tied me one hand with it. "What are you doing?" I asked him when he asked me to sit down. "They won't do anything to you anymore. But we need to make that you won't do anything to them."He replied and cuffed me with the sodden table.