wrists
and the metal of her restraints. Ruby placed her knee on the chain
and held it to the ground, while she attempted to pull her hands
through the iron hoops. No good. The metal was on too tight. The
restraints jutted into bone and scraped away flesh, as she pulled.
There was no way she was getting out like that without severely
injuring herself.
The princess wasn’t ready to give up though.
She had one more idea. Her experience with the giant serpent had
shown her in part what she was capable of. The poison that flowed
ceaselessly from her mouth could be controlled and changed at her
whim. What if then, she thought, she were to alter the poisons
property so that it would melt through metal itself. Focusing her
mind on the task, Ruby thought about something with extreme heat.
She’d seen the blacksmiths of her kingdom create works of metal
with the heat of a burning fire, bending it and shaping it to their
will. The princess focused her every thought on the idea of there
being some poison, some acid that could tear through the
restraints.
There was no change. Her failure angered her,
and she once again ripped at the chain attached to the wall. She
screamed at herself under her breath through gritted teeth. She had
to be stronger.
Closing her eyes and trying again, her mind
found what she was in need of. Opening her eyes once more, Ruby saw
that her mouth was dribbling forth an orange colored poison with a
very thick consistency. It almost looked like the metal in the
forges when it was malleable and tender enough to be shaped.
The orange poison dripped slowly toward her
manacles, and as it touched the metal, a steam emitted along with
an angry hissing sound. Ruby wrenched her head to the side, as the
steam floated up to her face and penetrated her eyes. When she
looked back down at her wrists, the metal restraints had been
completely destroyed by the poison, but her wrists were absolutely
fine. Even the wounds from pulling at the metal healed. The new
poison, however, had eaten away at the dress underneath her. She
realized it didn’t matter. There were a plethora of holes, cuts,
and disgusting fluids covering it. The dress had long since been
ruined.
At that point, she heard someone coming, and
not knowing who it could be, Ruby stood and rushed to hide behind a
nearby outcropping of rocks.
“Where is she?” a familiar deep and raspy
voice soon asked.
From where Ruby was, she saw a woman come
into view. It was the horned demon, Scarlett, who was, of course,
completely naked, but the princess couldn’t imagine what she was
seeing was real. The demon said that she needed Ruby to free her
from the nether realm. She hadn’t done such a thing, or at least,
she didn’t recall doing it. Frozen in confusion, she stayed there
and watched as Scarlett pushed Sniggle with her bare foot, rousing
him from his sleep.
“Some help you were,” she told the little
thing.
It merely shrugged its shoulders, having not
seen where the princess had disappeared to.
Ruby walked out from her hiding spot and
asked, “Scarlett?”
Sniggle uselessly pointed her out for the
horned demon, as Scarlett turned around.
“You’re up!” she cheered.
“You’re… here… and you’re… naked,” Ruby said,
staring quite intently at her demon’s body.
“I absolutely am. Come here. Let’s
celebrate.”
The princess backed up and replied, “No,
don’t touch me! I’ll hurt you!”
Scarlett ignored Ruby’s warning, and stuck
her hand, unharmed, under the poison dripping from the princess’
mouth. “You can’t hurt me, my poison princess. I’m a part of you.
Remember, we’re bonded, Ruby.”
That word from that mouth continued to be
like a drug to the princess. The sound of it turned her stomach
into a quivering mass of knots and the demon seemed to know it.
Despite what she thought was proper and right, Ruby wanted Scarlett
more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She needed her.
The power the horned woman had
and the metal of her restraints. Ruby placed her knee on the chain
and held it to the ground, while she attempted to pull her hands
through the iron hoops. No good. The metal was on too tight. The
restraints jutted into bone and scraped away flesh, as she pulled.
There was no way she was getting out like that without severely
injuring herself.
The princess wasn’t ready to give up though.
She had one more idea. Her experience with the giant serpent had
shown her in part what she was capable of. The poison that flowed
ceaselessly from her mouth could be controlled and changed at her
whim. What if then, she thought, she were to alter the poisons
property so that it would melt through metal itself. Focusing her
mind on the task, Ruby thought about something with extreme heat.
She’d seen the blacksmiths of her kingdom create works of metal
with the heat of a burning fire, bending it and shaping it to their
will. The princess focused her every thought on the idea of there
being some poison, some acid that could tear through the
restraints.
There was no change. Her failure angered her,
and she once again ripped at the chain attached to the wall. She
screamed at herself under her breath through gritted teeth. She had
to be stronger.
Closing her eyes and trying again, her mind
found what she was in need of. Opening her eyes once more, Ruby saw
that her mouth was dribbling forth an orange colored poison with a
very thick consistency. It almost looked like the metal in the
forges when it was malleable and tender enough to be shaped.
The orange poison dripped slowly toward her
manacles, and as it touched the metal, a steam emitted along with
an angry hissing sound. Ruby wrenched her head to the side, as the
steam floated up to her face and penetrated her eyes. When she
looked back down at her wrists, the metal restraints had been
completely destroyed by the poison, but her wrists were absolutely
fine. Even the wounds from pulling at the metal healed. The new
poison, however, had eaten away at the dress underneath her. She
realized it didn’t matter. There were a plethora of holes, cuts,
and disgusting fluids covering it. The dress had long since been
ruined.
At that point, she heard someone coming, and
not knowing who it could be, Ruby stood and rushed to hide behind a
nearby outcropping of rocks.
“Where is she?” a familiar deep and raspy
voice soon asked.
From where Ruby was, she saw a woman come
into view. It was the horned demon, Scarlett, who was, of course,
completely naked, but the princess couldn’t imagine what she was
seeing was real. The demon said that she needed Ruby to free her
from the nether realm. She hadn’t done such a thing, or at least,
she didn’t recall doing it. Frozen in confusion, she stayed there
and watched as Scarlett pushed Sniggle with her bare foot, rousing
him from his sleep.
“Some help you were,” she told the little
thing.
It merely shrugged its shoulders, having not
seen where the princess had disappeared to.
Ruby walked out from her hiding spot and
asked, “Scarlett?”
Sniggle uselessly pointed her out for the
horned demon, as Scarlett turned around.
“You’re up!” she cheered.
“You’re… here… and you’re… naked,” Ruby said,
staring quite intently at her demon’s body.
“I absolutely am. Come here. Let’s
celebrate.”
The princess backed up and replied, “No,
don’t touch me! I’ll hurt you!”
Scarlett ignored Ruby’s warning, and stuck
her hand, unharmed, under the poison dripping from the princess’
mouth. “You can’t hurt me, my poison princess. I’m a part of you.
Remember, we’re bonded, Ruby.”
That word from that mouth continued to be
like a drug to the princess. The sound of it turned her stomach
into a quivering mass of knots and the demon seemed to know it.
Despite what she thought was proper and right, Ruby wanted Scarlett
more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She needed her.
The power the horned woman had
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