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Dahhan had experimented on the Cflen queen, he had redesigned the neural pulsator unit, making it more of a grotesque artform. The most savage and debasing thing of all, he had saved to the moment he cut off her wings. Cutting through the bones with a power laser saw, the stench of burning bone, cauterizing the bleeding.
The screams, little in comparison to the way, he had savagely removed the object from her forehead. Held down.
He had taken his time with a knife, cutting it out of her head. Over the period of ten years he did other things to her.
Experimenting on being able to control her neural pathways, how to turn on the pain? Her body wracked with pain, distorted, twisted and her bones, her metal implants, how he had enjoyed his sadistic pleasure, in parading her, at every opportunity, to show off his latest sadistic treat for her.
She knew all too well if she died, so would her people, the ones, who had no choice, but to serve, to be the victims, of the BEAST. Somehow she survived. Joden made it obvious what he would do to their Queen as he pulled her in tighter to him, the weapon next to her body. Suddenly they stopped to back off?
He smiled, pulling her in closer to him, grinning as they came face to face, he hisses at her.“See how they cower before me!“ Looking at them he repeated his threats and ordered them to surrender. He felt a small pricking sensation. His face paled, his eyes staring down at her. Paralyzed? Unable to move?
The Cflen had become strong, had overcome, had improvised and grown. The BEAST had become fat, lazy and conceited. They had also become the victims of their own fate. It became a reality when the tubes entered his heart and once again, the Cflen drank. As he looked into her eyes, there was no longer fear in them. Just a mirror reflection, of contempt, of hatred, of rage.
Finishing, she threw his body aside to stagger still weakened by the vicious beating she had endured the day before. From in front of her the Cflen stepped to one side. Arvania and Gi. Now holding her, Arvania is made to listen to her. She whispers, barely discernible to all but Gi. Queen Esleha dropped to her knees as Arvania moves close to her.
"Now! Do as I have told YOU!" Arvania looks at her, leans in to kiss her on the forehead. “You have done your duty, now it is time mother for you to rest." From her fingers, the same unique tubes, that only the purebred Cflen have, pierced her body. She stared, the female this time much louder for those present to hear. “Take notice my people, my mother’s time is over, she has endured, suffered enough! It is time for a new Queen and for my mother to finally find peace.
“ In that second, she shoved harder on the hand against Esleha, as the tubes pierced further, to drain her body to the last drop. A sadness, yet she could not nor would show emotion.
The BEAST had taught her, emotion is a weakness, the strong can ill afford. Within the chamber several Cflen had gathered, the numbers increasing. Their respects to their Queen, yet some consternation at the ongoing events? For some the haggard, beaten twisted body of their former Queen against the new revitalised Arvania, the true daughter of Elesha, who had given them their new found freedom?
She had one last task to let them know there was no going back, NO more allegiance to that which was a symbol of servitude, of bowing to the BEAST. She stood tall, proud, defiant. “Learn well and know this! The Cflen are no longer slaves, the Cflen do NOT FEAR! “When it is night, we shall show them, the meaning of FEAR! We shall hunt them and destroy them all.”
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