Doozy84 Posted November 5, 2014 Author Share Posted November 5, 2014 Demeg was suddenly awake. That hurt. She didn’t remember falling asleep. She remembered darkness, she remembered pain, she remembered horror. She realized she must have passed out. She tried to open her eyes. That hurt. One of them didn’t exist. That hurt. The other one couldn’t. That hurt. She tried to scream, but something was gagging her mouth. It tasted like the synthafiber canvas of her uniform, soaked in spit, blood, and something else. Something bitter and something sweet, but bittersweet wasn’t the word, they were two separate flavors. Whatever it was, she knew immediately she didn’t want it in her mouth anymore. She realized she was alive. That also hurt. She didn’t expect to be alive. That hurt the most, being dead would have at least been relief from pain. She tried to move her hands, they were bound. She tried to stand up, but her legs didn’t obey her. At all. It wasn’t even that her hydraulics were shot or her prosthetics were smashed, there was just no response from them, as if her neuro-synapse implant unit was severed. She couldn’t even feel the synthetic ‘phantom limb’ weight that was installed in her cybernetic wetware that allowed her to feel the weight and pressure of her cyborg limbs. Why am I alive? “Thou canst not operate thine legs. I hath disconnected thine inputs.” A slithering, feminine voice confirmed her darkest thoughts. It spoke Grineer. It spoke old Grineer, the aristocratic dialect that the queens and the court used. An older version of the language that was mostly only spoken in conversation by the upper crust of Grineer society. Why am I alive? “If thou swearst not to cry out, I shall ungag thee.” The slithering tenno said. Not scream? How could she not scream? She’d scream like hell. “I would advise against it. Raising a clamor now wouldst only alert thy compatriots to thy location. Verily, I shall slay them.” The tenno hissed. Demeg realized the tenno was right. She could scream, but if she did, marines might hear her, and then they’d fall into the tenno’s trap. That was why she was still alive. The tenno was playing with her squad’s emotions. “I’m blind.” Demeg whispered as the gag came off. “Thine eye is swollen shut by thy wounds. Thou shalt recover fully, in time. Thine other eye is lost to the ravages of the Tysis.” The voice explained. “Why do you speak old Grineer?” Demeg asked. “All tenno art polyglots. We never speak the orokin tongue except within the dojo. We learn the tongues of all our foes. An age ago whenst I slept, this was how thy people conversed.” The tenno explained. Great, so the tenno was as old as old Grineer. Here I am, the prisoner of a space assassin who was killing marines since the beginning of the current queen’s dynasty. “Are you even human?” Demeg asked. “Art thou human, clone? What givest thy authority to question?” The tenno slithered. “I know what you’re going to do. You’re going to go assassinate Tyl Regor. You know you’ll never make it, they’ll quarantine this ship. You’ll never reach him, even if you kill every marine on board.” Demeg said. “Thou speakest falsehoods.” The tenno said. “You think you’re that good?” Demeg asked. “Tyl Regor is not the target of my cell. Assassination is the providence of the Loki and Ash frames.” The tenno explained. “BullS#&$. If that’s not your mission, what is?” Demeg asked. “To sow terror among thy people. To bring nightmares amongst thy meddlers who would rob Orokin cribs of their slumbering babes.” The tenno answered. “What are you?” Demeg asked. “Saryn.” The tenno answered in a single word. “The horseman of Plague. Thy compatriots wither before me. Terror is the wine of my cell, the bread of Saryn and Nekros frames. Ours is the fear.” “Your cryopod’s log was doctored by Red Veil. You were a plant.” Demeg said. “How didst thou gain this knowledge? Art thou a partisan?” Saryn asked. “I... I’m a thought criminal. I surf the propaganda channels on the infonets.” Demeg admitted. “Is it not dangerous to commit such wanton transgressions in thy culture?” Saryn asked. “Sedition is punished with lashes from the atterax or re-socialization at the Grustrag facility.” Demeg explained. “That wouldst explain thy little toy I purloined from thy effects.” The Saryn said, and Demeg knew she was referring to the listening device hidden inside the tampon in her pocket. Of course, she would have searched my person. And now she could listen to every communication channel on the ship. I really #*($%%@ up now. “What are you going to do with me?” Demeg asked. “Bait.” The Saryn said. That word had not changed from one version of the Grineer dialect to another. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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