Spider’s New Year Visit...
Queen Attaka of the Spider elves had already removed her son from the house where he stayed and had taken him to the cave Nemeth often used as a hideout while he spent his days watching and studying Strider and his brother. She had made herself at home, even making sure her throne was transported so she’d have a proper place to sit in the dim lit space, covered with draperies of spider silk and veils.
Attaka: It’s been so long. My sweet little boy, the only one I’ve got. *speaks softly as she cradles the numb and stiff Hanbyul in her arms* You’ve grown so beautiful. I never thought your beauty would come back to hurt you. I should have killed that bastard half-breed when I had the chance. *Bares her fangs at the very thought of him*
Hanbyul: *groans and squirms away from her* Str-….Ssss…er…Ji….Ji..-Ji….
Attaka: Hush, my darling baby boy. *Wipes the tears that flow from his black eyes* I’ll kill him sweetie, and that cow he’s been courting. Mustn’t ruin the bloodlines. *she smiles coldly and kisses his cheek with a soft, tender touch*
Nemeth: *he enters the room, bruised in the face and favoring one, limp arm.* Mother….If you’ve-
Attaka: Don’t. Threaten. Me. I am your queen, not your mother. I only have one son, you were just the guard dog with no sense. *hisses these harsh words to him*
Nemeth: *he doesn’t react. He is accustomed to her treatment after all these years* He was happy…If I could leave him, so could you…
Attaka: ENOUGH!! *Using her formidable strength she slams Nemeth into the hard stone floor of where she has taken them, and pins him there.* I will not have you telling me how to care for my own heir. If it wasn’t for you and your sick perversions he’d still be with me, and he’d be ok. But I had to send him away from home, to get away from you. And look!! He’s been turned into a filthy whore by the very vile thing that threatened my kingdom once before. And this is all your fault Auaa!! *screams at him now*
Nemeth: *He can’t help but flinch this time, obviously restraining himself* My…*he freezes up, and finds that his voice has left him. It is not in him to defy his mother so openly as Hanbyul had always done.*
Hanbyul: Ne….m….eth…
Attaka: What? *she turns and looks down at the boy in her arms*
Hanbyul: Na…me….is….Nem…..eth..
Attaka: *she is furious now, face gone red*
Nemeth: *smiles smugly, but gently and stands up with a grunt, slowly and carefully as always* I am not Auaa my queen, you are sorely mistaken.
Attaka: SILENCE! Make yourself useful and find that….thing that has soiled my son. If you must, take your castrated bitch with you. I’m sure she’ll enjoy the outing. *sneers at him meanly. Showing obvious distaste for anyone and anything he associated with*
Nemeth: Her name is Ember…
Attaka: LEAVE US! *snarls viciously at him once again*
Nemeth: *He bows slowly without another word and turns on his heels, leaving the room and his brother behind. He didn’t even try to hide the hard expression on his face. He knew he had to find Strider, or Hanbyul would only continue to suffer.*
Attaka: My poor boy…what did he do to you…*She caressed the black, leather collar that was so gently strapped around Bu’s neck, a little silver tag hanging from it, inscribed with Strider’s name. Her fingers easily burned the well loved fabric from his throat.*
Hanbyul: *He cries now, tears flowing once again as he aimlessly paws at the remains of the collar as it falls away from him*
Attaka: Ssshhhh….I’m here now. Everything is fine….Batuul will fix you right up, hnn? Make you clean and mine again. *she smiled softly and nuzzled lovingly against his cheek*
Attaka: It’s been so long. My sweet little boy, the only one I’ve got. *speaks softly as she cradles the numb and stiff Hanbyul in her arms* You’ve grown so beautiful. I never thought your beauty would come back to hurt you. I should have killed that bastard half-breed when I had the chance. *Bares her fangs at the very thought of him*
Hanbyul: *groans and squirms away from her* Str-….Ssss…er…Ji….Ji..-Ji….
Attaka: Hush, my darling baby boy. *Wipes the tears that flow from his black eyes* I’ll kill him sweetie, and that cow he’s been courting. Mustn’t ruin the bloodlines. *she smiles coldly and kisses his cheek with a soft, tender touch*
Nemeth: *he enters the room, bruised in the face and favoring one, limp arm.* Mother….If you’ve-
Attaka: Don’t. Threaten. Me. I am your queen, not your mother. I only have one son, you were just the guard dog with no sense. *hisses these harsh words to him*
Nemeth: *he doesn’t react. He is accustomed to her treatment after all these years* He was happy…If I could leave him, so could you…
Attaka: ENOUGH!! *Using her formidable strength she slams Nemeth into the hard stone floor of where she has taken them, and pins him there.* I will not have you telling me how to care for my own heir. If it wasn’t for you and your sick perversions he’d still be with me, and he’d be ok. But I had to send him away from home, to get away from you. And look!! He’s been turned into a filthy whore by the very vile thing that threatened my kingdom once before. And this is all your fault Auaa!! *screams at him now*
Nemeth: *He can’t help but flinch this time, obviously restraining himself* My…*he freezes up, and finds that his voice has left him. It is not in him to defy his mother so openly as Hanbyul had always done.*
Hanbyul: Ne….m….eth…
Attaka: What? *she turns and looks down at the boy in her arms*
Hanbyul: Na…me….is….Nem…..eth..
Attaka: *she is furious now, face gone red*
Nemeth: *smiles smugly, but gently and stands up with a grunt, slowly and carefully as always* I am not Auaa my queen, you are sorely mistaken.
Attaka: SILENCE! Make yourself useful and find that….thing that has soiled my son. If you must, take your castrated bitch with you. I’m sure she’ll enjoy the outing. *sneers at him meanly. Showing obvious distaste for anyone and anything he associated with*
Nemeth: Her name is Ember…
Attaka: LEAVE US! *snarls viciously at him once again*
Nemeth: *He bows slowly without another word and turns on his heels, leaving the room and his brother behind. He didn’t even try to hide the hard expression on his face. He knew he had to find Strider, or Hanbyul would only continue to suffer.*
Attaka: My poor boy…what did he do to you…*She caressed the black, leather collar that was so gently strapped around Bu’s neck, a little silver tag hanging from it, inscribed with Strider’s name. Her fingers easily burned the well loved fabric from his throat.*
Hanbyul: *He cries now, tears flowing once again as he aimlessly paws at the remains of the collar as it falls away from him*
Attaka: Ssshhhh….I’m here now. Everything is fine….Batuul will fix you right up, hnn? Make you clean and mine again. *she smiled softly and nuzzled lovingly against his cheek*