Everything will be my way!

After another meeting with the subordinates at the headquarters of the clan, Valeera, having entered invisibility out of habit, went home, immersed in thoughts about what to write to her beloved one in the next message. The personalities of Kyon and Zosimos had already merged for her, and the girl endlessly regretted how stupid she was. Now she wanted him to forgive her as soon as possible and come back. She would never be cruel or disrespectful to him again.

~snatch~

Quite suddenly, someone grabbed the girl sharply by the neck, and she passed out…

Valeera woke up in a dark, damp prison cell with a heavy metal door that was obviously tightly locked. All the things were removed from the captive, including the cracked mirror of the uncle. The completely naked girl was tightly chained to a torture chair, as once in the department.

Weber was overcome with despair. She, the imperial phaser at the beginning stage under the cover of invisibility, was simply kidnapped right in the middle of the street? Only a few people in the whole empire are capable of this, and they are all Russells… She is a prisoner of her enemies!

After some time, a man in a gray mask entered the cell and began asking her various questions about Zosimos, about the clan, about people holding senior positions in the clan, about the management structure of the criminal organization and much more.

Valeera, of course, said nothing.

Having achieved nothing, the man forced her to take a pill.

Weber experienced terrible pain, comparable to cutting off limbs or torture with red-hot rods. These excruciating sensations could well be compared with the impact of two Kyon's needles…

Nevertheless, Valeera felt surprisingly composed. The current pain could not hurt or even break her will. Is it because she is now the imperial phaser at the beginning stage? Or maybe it's because she already knew the pain of three needles? This is unknown. The main reason lay in the modernized nervous system, but the lady could not know about it.

One way or another, Weber lasted one hour without any problems.

The girl, of course, was not left alone, and the torture with medicine continued…

Time passed incredibly slowly. Minutes passed like hours and hours like days or even months… Valeera has long lost track of time. Her entire existence had become an incessant torment. For several weeks, she was deprived of sleep, food and water, and most importantly, she was tortured with medicine round the clock.

However, Weber's will remained unshakable, because the life of her beloved one is at stake. Her soul may dissipate, and her flesh may be devoured by grave worms, but she will not betray him. He must live. He will live. He just shouldn't do something stupid, trying to save her from the clutches of an excessively strong enemy. The girl missed and yearned for her lover, bitterly regretting that in this life she was not destined to see him again.

Valeera had already come to terms with her inevitable death from torture, and even began to see some higher justice in this. The girl ruined too many destinies because of her dream. And what dream is this… To spend her whole life in hatred, but for what? For a ghostly chance to avenge her parents? This is not what they wanted for their daughter…

And Kyon became an unquenchable light of hope in her dark-shrouded life. If he hadn't infiltrated her clan, then even if Weber hadn't fallen into the hands of Edward, sooner or later she would definitely have thoughts of suicide, because it's impossible to carry such a heavy burden alone. The wise and caring Zosimos showed her what real female happiness is. He deserves endless gratitude just for that, and now it's time to repay the debt.

One day Valeera woke up and found herself in a completely different place. The light from the lighting crystals hurt her eyes. Still naked, she was securely chained to four beams in an upright position, and her legs were indecently spread apart. The girl immediately realized that she was in the palace.

?The last descendant of the Webers… The scoundrel who has been poisoning the lives of my citizens for many years. We met at last.?

Hearing the icy imperious voice behind her, Valeera shuddered and turned her head with difficulty… She saw a woman with silver hair – the empress, through whose fault her life was destroyed and turned into hell. She had hoped to meet her sworn enemy not under such conditions…

?I have to admit, your tenacity is commendable. No one would be able to resist the torture medicine for so long, but you still haven't uttered a single cry or moan.?

Valeera was seized with fear for a second, but a moment later it was replaced by an all-consuming hatred. Gnashing her teeth with rage, the captive said: ?Why did you… Exterminate… My family?!?

?Only death awaits the traitors.? – Lanatelle explained in a colorless tone.

?My father was not a traitor!? – Valeera tried in vain to cling to the woman's throat, but the shackles prevented her from doing it.

?You're right.? – the empress agreed calmly, standing in front of the prisoner. – ?There was another reason. But I won't tell you about it… Unless you start cooperating with me.?

{Another? ANOTHER?!} – Valeera's lungs were about to burst with overflowing anger when she shouted with hatred. – ?GO TO HELL!?

?Hmm… Are you really so naive to think that I won't achieve what I want?? – Lanatelle was slightly surprised and took out a large basket, filled to the brim with something.

~slurp~ ~slurp~ ~slurp~

The severed heads fell to the floor with a nasty slurping sound.

Valeera was horrified to see the forever frozen faces of her fellow clansmen who previously held senior positions in her organization. The most trusted, most reliable people, each of whom was personally selected and checked by Kyon. Their deaths mean that the clan that she had been creating with her husband for many months, which she valued many times more than the thieves guild in Boston, has been wiped out…

Weber became more and more tense with fear with each subsequent falling head, because she was terribly afraid to see the face of her beloved husband among the dead.

Finally, the last head rolled across the floor, and Valeera felt relieved. So Kyon is still alive. Everything else loses its meaning next to this. Not everything is lost. There is hope.

?Are you still silent?? – the empress chuckled, raising her eyebrows. – ?Let's see whether you can keep this exemplary silence any longer.? – she left the room.

Valeera immediately tried to bite off her tongue, but, as always, unsuccessfully. Weakened by long tortures and a recent outburst of anger, her body did not allow her to harm herself. How unfortunate… She can't even die… She will suffer until the very end. Well, that's fine. For the sake of Kyon, she is ready to make any sacrifice. Nothing will shake her resolve.

The girl thought so until the door opened again… Opening her eyelids, she saw an incredibly ugly fat man in the doorway, in whom she recognized Dick Baker – the most vile and filthy person in the world. He harassed her and almost raped her in the department! The girl despised and hated this fiend with all her soul.

At the sight of a completely naked Dick with a huge stone penis, which bulged out of his groin like a thick stake, Valeera was overwhelmed by a strong panic attack. How could she not know what was waiting for her? The fat man gave her a strange look… He was already mentally savoring her breasts… He is in ecstasy.

The beautiful naked girl is chained to four metal beams in such a seductive pose… Her slender figure and velvety pale skin could excite anyone. Is there at least a chance that Dick will not want to take her?

Weber, already accustomed to thoughts of death, seemed to be revived, but only in order to show her a completely new level of pain. She almost physically felt a gaping hole open in her chest. Her heart began to beat erratically. Her eyes were empty, as if her soul had been forcibly torn out of her. "It" hasn't touched her yet, but she already felt agony comparable to three needles… But something kept her from losing consciousness.

{Mommy, Daddy… No… Not him… No, I don't want to… Please… NOT HIM! PLEASE!} – Valeera's frantic pleas should have reached even the most deaf gods, but apparently no one cares about her anymore. The girl would give everything in the world to avoid the coming humiliation… Everything in the world except Kyon.

Weber squeezed her eyes shut, but shuddered slightly from each step of the slowly approaching monster… He stood next to her and did nothing for a long time – obviously, he was mocking her.

Valeera could not know that it was Kyon in front of her; that a sound-proofing barrier was placed on him; that he was wearing a fruit ring that did not allow him to suppress an erection; that he was ordered to **** her, and if he refused, someone else would do it; that his Synergy, whenever it touched her body, was absorbed by something inexplicable…

The pause dragged on, and Weber even timidly opened her eyelids, hoping not to see Dick in front of her, but at that moment he suddenly moved his pelvis forward, and the girl felt a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, which seemed to be filled with something…

{Noo-ooo-ooo-oo-oooo-o-oo-oo-oo!} – Valeera howled with incredible mental pain, so great that bloody tears poured out of her eyes. She turned pale and limp, unable to resist in any way the horror that was happening. Something kept her from losing consciousness, forcing her to experience these inhuman torments.

Weber was defamed by the nastiest man in the universe. If she had been raped by a dirty flea-ridden mongrel, it would have been a hundred times less terrible. Every thrust of the bastard slashed her already fragile heart and mind with a thousand razor-sharp daggers. It seemed to her as if he was trying to tear the soul out of her. Her very existence turned into an endless cycle of torment. Weak thoughts of death turned into the most cherished dream.

Now the girl, with all her desire, could not consider herself a woman of the messenger of the goddess, which is tantamount to the destruction of all the supporting pillars in her soul, except for the most important thing: her beloved one is alive. Everything else is secondary.

Suddenly Valeera felt strokes on her cheek… With blurred vision, she noticed something black on a thick finger. When, with an incredible effort, she tried to concentrate and see a clear picture, she discovered an obsidian ring, just like the one she was wearing.

Since Kyon had exhausted all other options, in a fit of desperation, he thus wanted to hint to her who he really was - her husband. However, he could not even imagine that at this moment he made a terrible mistake. The exhausted captive regarded this action as the fact that the insidious investigator removed the ring from her husband's corpse, and now, raping her, he specifically shows it to her in order to finally break the will of the unfortunate one!

{NO! NO! NO! NO!} – Valeera didn't care about anything else, except for this ring. She hoped with all her heart that she was wrong, and now all this existed only in her imagination, but…

Lanatelle smiled gleefully. She approached the captive, whispering earnestly in her ear: ?You still didn't understand what kind of cooperation we were talking about? Silly girl. I don't need anything from you except your suffering. Know the depths of despair for going against my will.?

Before the pale face of the girl appeared the head of the mature man, whose ring had just been shown by the rapist. His frozen face was distorted with a grimace of pain and despair, indicating how much he suffered before his death. And suddenly the head exploded, shattering into pieces…

At that moment, the whole world of Valeera collapsed into a single point, and the pupils expanded to the limit.

Fate robbed Weber of everything that she loved and valued over and over again: when she was a little innocent girl, her whole family was killed right in front of her eyes; her beloved uncle died sacrificing himself to buy her time to escape from the department; the clan created together with her husband, in which she put all her heart and soul, was exterminated. And now she was given the hope that her precious Zosimos was alive, in order to ruthlessly trample it…

The only light in her life, heavy and full of suffering, went out forever, and there was nothing left in this cruel world but pain and hatred.

?Forgive… Me…? – Valeera breathed out barely audibly, and her heart stopped.

It seemed that at that moment the air froze. All the sounds in the universe are gone. Everything that exists has lost its colors. Even the mild sunset evening was replaced by a cold night, although the sun has not gone away.

An invisible wave of incomparable power came out of the soul of the martyr – the roar of the void. Every living being on the planet and the moons experienced the devastating tread of eternal oblivion. All the ordinary people in Dantes lost consciousness. In the palace, even the lord phasers fainted.

An invisible searing wall of energy formed in front of Kyon, who was at the epicenter. It saved him from the consequences, and the residual wave was absorbed by the Synergy of the Doctor of Science phase and other entities inside the soul.

A giant anomaly has arisen in the world. The embodiment of all the injustice of the world, an unhealed wound - a hole leading to non-existence: where there is no place for any living beings. God's laws trembled next to it and diligently began to go around the danger zone, afraid to turn into nothing.