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Realistic or Modern Severed Sisters

James shook his hand in the gesture for Kindof then he wrote 'want?' On her hand then 'what want?'.

Bell loked at him and then tapped her ear with her free hand then pointd at him then tapped her ear again.
 
The boy looked to her rather annoyed and a bit frustrated. He started to ramble on to her. “Ja, ik kin dy frou hearre.” He glared and shifted uncomfortable and pulled at his restraints.

“Want? What want?” She spoke aloud as he asked her by writing on her hand once more. She figured he wanted to give her something but she had absolutely no idea what he could get her besides her own freedom that she wanted. She looked to his hand unsure and just stared not answering.
 
Bell recognized the Language, she had leard it as a child. "namme, leeftyd en berop" she said to him still twirling the knife. She was out of patience, and she had no reservations about hurting him.

'Later?' James wrote on her hand thinking the needed time to decide. Then he pointed at David and write "need?" Trying to be helpful.
 
The boy looked to her amazed. How did she know his tongue. He hadn’t heard any one speak it in years. He had been hiding from his home land, and any one else looking for him.
“Ik bin ... Ik neam mysels Strid. Tolve. wat in baan? “ he spoke sarcastically. Like a boy at 12 years would have a job.

“Yes...” she nodded her head answering his question. She wrote yes on his hand just in case he didn’t hear her and shifted as he pulled her closer to himself.
 
Bell stood and lead forward befoer setong the knife ended up under is ear so the edge was just touching wher his lib ment his jaw. 'You didn't answer two thirds of my question, should I remove two thirds of your ear?"

James nodded and held her close. He wild need to leave soon. He kised her forehead then started to get up. He planned to hand her to her brother then leave for the night.
 
“Stop!” He squirmed speaking in his native language. He jerked away from her. “I don’t have a job. I swear. There the other question answered.” He lied unknowingly.

Samantha blushes deeply asJames kisses her head. Her eyes glanced up at him surprised when he left. She blinked back the shock and sat down next to her brother. She was at a lost with James. She didn’t like that it wasn’t Oliver but she did love his touch and she couldn’t understand why exactly.
 
"I asked your name, not what you call yourself or what you want to be called. And I didn't ask you job I asked your occupation. What you do all day, and why you keep interfering with us" and she repisitend the knife and sliced up severing two thirds of his ear like she said she wold.

James came back and handed Madeline a small brown lether notebook and pencil then he sat down outside her cell and whent to sleep leaning agenst the wall.
 
Strid yelped in pain as she cut more than half of his ear off. It started bleeding profoundly, covering the whole side of his face.
He scrunched his face in pain but didn’t answer her.

samantha held the journal a bit over welmed now that he stayed in the hall way. She had hoped to get some time alone to cry about all that just happened. She went to her far corner, her stomach hurting her and groaned leaning against the wall.
 
"Do not make me repeat my self again, answer the question or I start taking fingers" Bell told him.

Befoer James could fall asleep an gard rushed into the hall and spoke to him in a hishe tone and James got up and fallowd the Other soldier.
 
“Leave me be!” He yelled out in his native language.

Samantha leaned her head on the cold wall in front of her not knowing that Jason had left. She closed her eyes as she tried to cry silently.
 
Bell takes his had and presses the already bloody knife to his thumb. "Answer the questions" she says in his tung, it was a dialect but she knew the original language well "if I have to repeat myself agan I am removing the rest of the ear in addition to your fingers."

Daved whent and picked Samantha up and said quietly "Hes gone, was that realy so bad? He seemed gentle and kind, like the was going to take care of you. You seemed to be enjoying it. What's wrong Sammy?"
 
“Ok ok okay.” He sobbed softly as he struggled to tear his hand away. “I’ll tell you. My name is Hue. Hue Grentsonfin the third. I am twelve... I don’t turn thirteen till next fall... The past years I’ve been hiding as a street rat, stealing and hiding as a gypsy. “ the boy wiggles in his spot.

Samanthas shoulder shuttered as she hugged herself tightly. She couldn’t help a sob come out. She was surprised James didn’t come over and continued. She felt her heaven heart take over. She felt like she was betraying Oliver to get him home.
 
Bell didn't let up on her grip nor the kknife.She says next "What have you been doing interfering with us? And why are you?"

Daved whent and picked Samantha up and said quietly "Hes gone, was that realy so bad? He seemed gentle and kind, like the was going to take care of you. You seemed to be enjoying it. What's wrong Sammy? You need to speek to me please"
 
Samantha scooted away from her brother as he urged her to speak. “I-..” she stifled sobs. It was true. He was actually really gentle and sweet. She had enjoyed it and that’s what stung even more.
“It’s not him.” She sobbed and bit her finger as tears rolled down her eyes. “It’s not him David. I can’t, I still love Oliver and it hurts.. it hurts so much.” She sobbed.

Oliver groaned softly as the crying woke him up. He shifted and stayed still as he heard his name. He furrowed hisbrow and listened.

Hue flinched as she kept her knife there. “I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you did. But I was snatched. I was just walking back to the caravan.” Hue sniffled and tried leaning away from her grasp.
 
Bell removed her knife only to lean back and throw it slicing along his rib then returned it to his thumb "do you take me for a fool, we've been watching you for weeks and half the gards here know your face. From your repetitive interfering with us. Now answer my question"

"Sam, Oliver isnt here and he wold want you to do whatever it took to survive. He'll understand, but you need to get out of here if you want to see him again. I know you love him Sis, you need to to this because you love him" David told her.
 
“He is here. He is here because of me David!” She sobbed “why do you think I took his tags or let him kiss my head or even feed me.” She felt discusted. “Oliver is here... I think I broke them. I think they broke him.” She shuttered. “He is in a cell a bit down the hall. “



Hue groaned in pain as there was a slash down his rib cage. “I take okay... I’ve been tampering with gunpowder, I’ve been setting small explosives in some places... of your bases. I ravage and then I move it with the caravan.”
 
"I'm sorry Sammy, I'm so sorry." Then he yells "Oliver! Oliver!OLIVER!" He needs help the thinks will help him.

Bell flips the knife and starts tapping the blunt side against his thumb and says in his language "See, that wasnt so hard. Now just one more question. What should we do with you? Hum? And if you say release you I'll remove your tung"
 
“Do what you want.” He hissed in pain as he tried to hold his side but couldn’t cause his hands were tied down. His thumb twitched in pain as he was in fear it’d be chopped up.

Oliver remained silent, even as her brother started screaming his name. He closed his eyes as he ignored them. Tears started to fall out of his eyes on the nice warm blanket he had.

Samantha cried and shook her head. “I’m sorry Oliver.. I’m so so sorry.” She cried to herself barely above a whisper where only David could hear. Her stomach lurched.
 
"Oliver! Oliver, Oliver! Oliv..." he was cut off by a Dozen gards runing in and most burst onto there cell while a couple entered Oliver 's. "What's going on!?!" Both groups demanded.

"That wasnt an answer" Bell said and flips the knife then. She slices off his thumb. Befoer she can speak again the door bangs open "there is a disturbance in your hall" bell doesn't react she mearly says "make shure he doesn't bleed out befoer I get back" than walks out bloody knife in hand.
 
“You’re going to cause a riot David sto-“ they bursted in as soon as she said that. Samanthas stomach turned and she puked after the asked. She stayed huddled in her corner and started puking, one because of the amount of food, and two because of nervousness, three cause of stress and four out of fear.

Hue screamed in pain as his thumb was cut off. He cried in pain and anguish. He grimaced and laid his head on the table.

Oliver jumped up in surprise as the guards came running in. He held up his hands in submission and backed to the wall. “I don’t know. I was just sleeping. I swear, honest.”
 
Bell came into the hall, still carrying the bloody knife "What's going on" she demanded she was answered with the explanation that the Boy was screaming her pets name she glanced at David and saw Samantha in the corner "blind for her and take her to the infermany' then she moved to Oliver's cell and right to him she grabed his chin and loked him over from head to toe then released him and said "What happened?" She had forgotten about the bloody knife in her hand.

David was two scared to move let alone speak. His fear only increased when Annabell came in carrying a bloody knife.

James was the one to pick Samantha up. He whent and sat with her on the cot for a moment to tie on the blindfold then he picked her up and cradles her as he walked to the infermany.
 
“They were talking with the guard left and after a moment she grew quiet and cried and then he started screaming my name.” He reported quickly and to the point. It using a lot of unnecessary words just like she liked.

Samantha groaned in pain as she was lifted up. She wanted to puke as she sat down on her cot but was lifted quickly up once again.
she groaned and tryes moving slightly to puke. She puked slightly out ward of his hold. Tears still streamed down her face.
 
Bell noned and said "Take the boy to the torture room" then she said take "him to the Kitchen, he's allowed free reign in ther just keep a gard on the door and make sture he doesn't hurt himself" then she whent into the room where David was being held.

James cradled Samantha, when she threw up he let her do so. He didn't mind when she puked on him he started running. When that got to the infermany he put her on a bed and whent to fetch a doctor. On a bed near her was Hue with his ear and hand bandaged.
 
Oliver silently walked into the kitchen following the guards. When he stepped in he wanted to sigh. He geared up a bit thinking about how Samantha was crying so much.

Samantha laid on the bed. She curled up in pain, shaking softly she held her mouth closed as she felt the ridge to puke again. Samantha let it out and it fell on the ground behind her. His tags hung around her neck as she whimpered curling further and trying to block everything out.

Hue watched as he sat on the bed as the girl was thrust onto the bed. The guard ran out to grab some one to help. He tilted his head confused. He grimaced and held his hand close to himself, trying to dull the pain.
 
James came back with a doctor who spoke softly to Samantha "Sweety, what's wrong? Can you tell me?"

The gard stood by the door and didn't move after a but he was curious why this boy?

All that could be herd from the torture room where cries and screams.
 

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