~Choices~
Rowena slowly pushed open the door to the dilapadated cabin. She shivered inside her coat, not so much from the cold, but from the anticipation. As she walked into the room, head held high, the three women lifted weary heads and looked at her. Their eyes burned as they watched her enter the room. The still believed that their actions were righteous, that the pain they had inflicted on others was just.
Rowena moved slowly around the perimeter of the cabin, checking the windows, checking to make sure each prisoner was moderately cared for and secure. As she finished her rounds, she turned slowly, looking at one woman.
This one may have held the camera while children were raped.
Or maybe she was the one that strung toddlers up by their wrists, forcing them to endure the snake house.
Possibly, she had ordered the children to murder their imaginery friends.
A scowl of loathing touched Rowena's face. The woman before her watched, a surprised expression upon her face, leaning back in the chair away from the Sidhe. Rowena's hand remained firmly in her pocket, touching...something. Toying with it, debating as she watched the woman before her.
Her voice, low and dangerous, 'Do you think you deserve to get away with it? Do you think they deserved what you did to them? Do you REALLY think...you should be allowed to live?' The woman looked at her, and Rowena saw no remorse on that face. She saw no compassion, no pain at what she had caused. Rowena drew her hand from her pocket, whispering as she approached the woman, 'An eye for an eye...a tounge for a tounge...'
The woman struggled, but in the end, the heavy kitchen scissors snapped through the flesh and the bone of her thin finger. She screamed against the bonds, but nothing was heard. Rowena carefully picked up the finger, wrapping it in part of the cloth she had brought for this. She bent, looking at the woman, her eyes cold and cruel, 'How does it feel to be the caged animal? How does it FEEL to be treated like shit? That was for Heidi.' Rowena bandaged the finger before straightening.
Rowena moved to the next woman. This one, already struggled, and Rowena stooped before her, looking into her eyes. She saw fear, and anger...but she saw no remorse. Rowena frowned softly and shook her head, and the woman screamed against her gag as her short and pudgy finger fell to the floor. The finger was rolled in the cloth, and placed in her pocket with the other. Rowena murmurmed, 'How does it feel to know that you are going to die? How does it feel to lose EVERYTHING that you have gained? That...was for Luke.'
The woman slumped in her chair as Rowena bound the wound. She stood, looking to the last woman. Rowena slowly moved towards her, and lowered herself to that womans eye level. 'And you...do you feel any remorse for what you did to those children? What you've done to the world?' The woman gazed at her for a moment and then laughed beneath her bonds. Rowena watched as the woman laughed, sighing softly and shaking her head, 'This is for Anne.'
This finger was cut slowly. The woman laughed, tears running down her face as Rowena silently wrapped the finger in cloth, and bandaged her stump.
Rowena straightened, wiping her scissors on an extra length of cloth before placing them in her pocket. She looked at the three women and frowned, quickly turning from the cabin and locking the door behind her, before they could see the horror in her face.
Rowena moved slowly around the perimeter of the cabin, checking the windows, checking to make sure each prisoner was moderately cared for and secure. As she finished her rounds, she turned slowly, looking at one woman.
This one may have held the camera while children were raped.
Or maybe she was the one that strung toddlers up by their wrists, forcing them to endure the snake house.
Possibly, she had ordered the children to murder their imaginery friends.
A scowl of loathing touched Rowena's face. The woman before her watched, a surprised expression upon her face, leaning back in the chair away from the Sidhe. Rowena's hand remained firmly in her pocket, touching...something. Toying with it, debating as she watched the woman before her.
Her voice, low and dangerous, 'Do you think you deserve to get away with it? Do you think they deserved what you did to them? Do you REALLY think...you should be allowed to live?' The woman looked at her, and Rowena saw no remorse on that face. She saw no compassion, no pain at what she had caused. Rowena drew her hand from her pocket, whispering as she approached the woman, 'An eye for an eye...a tounge for a tounge...'
The woman struggled, but in the end, the heavy kitchen scissors snapped through the flesh and the bone of her thin finger. She screamed against the bonds, but nothing was heard. Rowena carefully picked up the finger, wrapping it in part of the cloth she had brought for this. She bent, looking at the woman, her eyes cold and cruel, 'How does it feel to be the caged animal? How does it FEEL to be treated like shit? That was for Heidi.' Rowena bandaged the finger before straightening.
Rowena moved to the next woman. This one, already struggled, and Rowena stooped before her, looking into her eyes. She saw fear, and anger...but she saw no remorse. Rowena frowned softly and shook her head, and the woman screamed against her gag as her short and pudgy finger fell to the floor. The finger was rolled in the cloth, and placed in her pocket with the other. Rowena murmurmed, 'How does it feel to know that you are going to die? How does it feel to lose EVERYTHING that you have gained? That...was for Luke.'
The woman slumped in her chair as Rowena bound the wound. She stood, looking to the last woman. Rowena slowly moved towards her, and lowered herself to that womans eye level. 'And you...do you feel any remorse for what you did to those children? What you've done to the world?' The woman gazed at her for a moment and then laughed beneath her bonds. Rowena watched as the woman laughed, sighing softly and shaking her head, 'This is for Anne.'
This finger was cut slowly. The woman laughed, tears running down her face as Rowena silently wrapped the finger in cloth, and bandaged her stump.
Rowena straightened, wiping her scissors on an extra length of cloth before placing them in her pocket. She looked at the three women and frowned, quickly turning from the cabin and locking the door behind her, before they could see the horror in her face.