Chapter 2: Monster Island

* Dagur *

* My life is a nightmare. Ever since I was kid everyone was looking at me terrified. They said I had the most terrible look they had ever seen. My father died before I was born and I had to live with my mother and my big sister. She said that she had survived a Killick attack and that they had slaughtered her whole family. She had to flee to this island that we thought lost in the middle of nowhere. But it was wrong, because 6 years later these demons were back. And this time I witnessed these atrocities. My sister and I managed to hide in the place provided for this purpose, but my mother was killed. We waited there day after day until these demons decided to go. When we finally had the free field my sister decided to go out to stock up on food. And that's when this woman appeared. Her tanned complexion, her dark blue hair, her wolf skin coat. At first I thought she had come to save us because her clothes were very different from the average but when I saw her behead the innocent child that was my sister, I felt an incredible rage rise in me *.

- Please ... Please mistress.

-Shut up. * She said, scratching his back *.

* I was chained in a corner of the room and I had to watch her copulate with this man. This woman had very strange sexual tastes. At first she had to force the other to lick her boots as a sign of submission, then she chained him and forced him to lick her crotch. After that she slammed him against the wall and began to straddle him as hard as she could. The guy looked like he was in pain but that didn't seem to be his primary concern. He was moaning with pleasure as she looked sadistic. All I saw was no different from a human copulating with a dog or a cow. My heart clenched in my chest seeing this and my anger escalated. In the early hours of the morning when I woke up I saw the woman eject the captain from her apartments. She had washed and changed in the process. Once the other was outside she came in my direction and put her hand on my shoulder, smiling *.

-Welcome to the adult world.

* The world of adults? Well he's crazy i swear. I don't know how long the trip lasted but I think seeing this show every night traumatized me for life. Then finally came the day we arrived at our destination. She took me up to the deck to show me her home. Adje, the island of monsters *.

-It's beautiful don't you ?

-It's .... It's ... It looks like any lost town on earth.

-Haha. It's true ... But it's my home.

* The boat passed through the river which made us sink further inland. I had imagined these people experiencing it on an active volcano see, in the sky or at worst in literally hell. Their island was very calm. Every time we passed a village people went about their business. While some worked in the fields, others trained to fight. More precisely the children who fought with real weapons even if it means hurting. I observed two kids of about my age who were fighting. Their rusty swords finally broke and they came to the fist *.

-You are surprised eh. Most farmers are slaves. Almighty warrior that we are we will starve if we do not eat.

-That's not what shocks me. Children fight like ...

-Warriors. It's different from playing war with a wooden sword.

-They will die of it.

-It doesn't risk. *She says*. We're pretty tough you know.

* She took out a dagger and made a cut in her hand which closed in a second *.

-You ... Are you immortal?

- Let's say that it is rather difficult to kill.

-And how are you killed?

-You are finally interested in me, I'm flattered. * She told me with a smirk *. Having said that, what you see with your own eyes is nothing more than what you human call education.

* What I expected, these people are not like us. They can't be like us. Death is their livelihood, war is their business no wonder children are trained in this. The ship docked near a small inland village but only Sephora and I go. I didn't want to follow her, but those wooden handcuffs and the rope around my neck didn't help. She dragged me through the village while everyone had their eyes on us. Some seemed happy to see her again, others, on the contrary, hid it. Sephora didn't show a hostile expression *.

- Looks like they don't like you very much around here.

-It's reciprocal. I'm only here for the business.

* She pulled me to a farm near the village where she tied me like a horse. Just behind was a gang of Killicks drinking and playing cards. I was surprised to see a woman among them, but looking back Sephora was one too. As soon as she arrived the good atmosphere which surrounded this table dissipated. One of them was tall like a colossus and appeared to be losing hair, another was shirtless with a tribal tattoo on his body. The woman was more decently dressed but had one leg that was not covered. There was only one who was dressed normally and he had long hair that reached his back. The guy who was shirtless got up and walked over to the other guy who was sleeping with his back against a fence with his axe beside him. This guy had full scars on his chest which surprised me given the speed of regeneration of the Killicks. From where I was I could see the guy backing his back whispering something to him and then he came back to the table *.

-What childish wind brings you dear Sephora? * The man asked *.

- Let us guess. One too many wild pigs on the meadow? Go there amaze us. * Said the woman *.

-You are supposed to be high ranking warriors even among the middle class. * Began Sephora *. But you are unable to properly clean up a lost village on an unrecorded island.

* The nervousness was in her voice it showed but she didn't show it on her face *.

-I found more than fifty you hear me? Fifty. What went wrong?

* They looked away in embarrassment as if they were being scolded. All except the other shirtless *.

-You know very well that the value of a land declines with the number of survivors it is bad for the business. You're lucky I'm good at my job.

-Ten, twenty and then what else ? Did you come all this way to tell us that? * Said the guy *.

-You have something to tell me Lerch?

- Calm down Lerch, she's just here to warn you. * Replies the other with the hair born *.

-Ah because you take her side now Ortega? * Says Lerch *. It's not you who complained about how she treated us like her pooches ever since she became someone.

-I was drunk and angry. * Replied Ortega *.

-Oh sir withdraws. And you Visra, you say nothing. * He said to the woman *. It seems to me that you were just as angry, no.

-Is that really what you think of me Ortega? Visra?

* She looked away too in embarrassment *

-If I say no, would you believe me? I have nothing against you Seph but sometimes ...

-It's okay, I understand you are angry to me but my work must be done you know.

-That's enough. * Said the colossus, hitting the table with his fist *.

* The tension eased and he handed Sephora a horn of wine *.

-Do not come to pollute this wonderful day Sephy. * He said in a rather friendly tone *. We had a boring mission and no one was motivated so yes we did the job to receive the reward sooner. Go don't take the lead and come drink with us.

-Haaa. * she sighed *. It's just because it's you eh TOB. * She said accepting the horn *.

* While I was partially listening to what was being said a group of children fell on me. Most of them were around my age and the one who seemed to be the oldest came up yelling at me *.

-Who are you ? We've never seen you around here. * He said jostling me *.

-It shows, he's a slave. Seems he came with Sephora.

-Impossible. * He said *. Sephora never makes a slave. He must be her toy for an experiment.

-Who are you ?

-You want to know who I am. He wants to know who I am. * He said turning to the others *.

* He took out a knife and threw himself at me *.

-I'm going to engrave my name on your forehead ... The slave.

* At this moment there took an excess of rage I gave him a headbutt. His eyes turned to a white sign that he had lost consciousness. He fell right next to him and I got up *.

-Look at his eyes, they're all red. * Said a kid *. Looks like ... a ...

* I jumped on him and tore his shoulder with a bite. I kicked another kid breaking his leg and swung my stitches though strapped to hit another kid in the head. No doubt ordinary children would have passed out or died, but the Killicks were different. They roared in rage and pounced on me before hitting me hard. Having said that, even attached, I did not let myself go. One of them even lost an ear *.

-It is enough.

* The adult voice quickly brought the kids to a halt. It was Lerch and to see his face he was really pissed off. I spat the blood I had in my mouth on one of them. Sephora also arrived and was surprised to see me like this *.

-It seems that your toy has caused quite a few victims among our kids. * Says Lerch *. Where did you find him?

* She walked over to me and observed me with a fascinated gaze. Wiped my face with a handkerchief and gave me a smile *.

-Tell me your name little one ...

-Me ... I ... My name is Dagur

* End of chapter *