Mighty Hammer Down

by David J Guyton

The Zidaoz stared at the golden bowl filled with water that he used to enter the world between worlds and decided that next time he would try to enter the realm without using it. He turned his attention to the bound and gagged girl in the corner of the dark, candlelit traveling tent. He stood and walked over to her, knelt beside her and removed her gag. She let out a piercing scream, trying desperately to get the attention of anyone who might hear her and come to her rescue. He smiled at how foolish the little girl was.

  "Quiet now little one. You know how I love your screams, but I need to concentrate on how to hurt you more. It's difficult when you are screaming like that."

  The comment brought a revived terror to the little girl's eyes. She squirmed against the ropes that bound her, but the movement brought her nothing but terrible pain. Her legs and arms were twisted and broken in more places than he could count, and almost no normal flesh color remained on them. Instead they were bruised a dark purple and hideously deformed from the endless torture he made her endure for days.

  He put a hand on her little knee and squeezed the tender mush that was once solid bone. She screamed in absolute agony. He reached over to the knife he kept on the ground near her and cut the ropes that held her little hands and feet.

  "Don't be confused little one. I am not letting you go. I just need to get you in a better position to hurt you more. I know you don't like it, but it will be over soon. You are serving Rohni with your suffering you know. You are a very special little girl."

  The girl seemed to lack the ability to scream anymore, so she just cried in horror. He knew the time was right, so he pulled her up against him as he sat on the ground, hugging her to his body. He held her tightly, making her cry even more from the terrible pain he was causing her broken body. Finally she accepted the level of pain and could cry no more. He sat there a long while and savored the moment, holding her quietly. He gripped the knife as tightly as he gripped her body.

  "It is time little one. I need you to scream for me just one last time."