"What did you do to me?" whispered Spring.

Kneeling among a puddle of blood, she lifted her eyes to gaze at him. They were filled with fire and he stepped back before remembering that he had her chained to the ground. Her eyes were registering the chain and the fact they seemed to be in an indoor pool. It gave her a bit of a scare since she did not remember much at the moment. Once calm, her eyes flickered back to the tall man's face. He wore a beard that covered most of it but his grey green eyes were of steel. Did she sense a bit of terror there? Good!

Clenching her fists, she stood up straight. Wiggling her fingers, she could feel the blood drip from them. A surge of power raced through her. Looking at the carcasses of people around her, she felt a sense of pride. Was she sick? Shouldn't this revolt her? Instead it merely gave her a sense of pleasure she didn't understand. This was beautiful to her, and he could read it on her face.

"You like the look of the carnage? How the blood seeps around your feet and drips from your skin? It's warm and comforting, the rage. Little One, I can see it on your face that you enjoy this."

Maddening, she could not stop what he was saying. Every ounce of her wanted to run forward and rip his throat out. Of course, she couldn't though. Stuck as she was on the chain he had her bound to. A plan started to form in her mind, but  was soon gone as she dropped to her knees.. It hit suddenly and hard.

There were five other women. Each one was different from the last but all fighting for their lives. They were free while she was chained. They should have been able to finish her off, but stupidly they came at her... One by one. Each one fell quickly as they came into range and were soon clawed close. She had savagely bitten into them. Ripped the skin from their bones. But the screams. The screams echoed the loudest.

Shaking her head, Spring rid herself of the images. She knew now that she was a weapon of destruction. She was not safe to be around and what she wanted the most was freedom.

Spring was in it for the long game. From this moment on, she would be the perfect pawn until she was able to leave him. Dead, bloodless and on the floor.