(( <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k174/Forever_Lusting/1188645689436.jpg">http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k174/ ... 689436.jpg</a><!-- m --> ))<br/><br/><br/>The sounds of rats scurrying across the floor only accentuated the sense of loneliness and fear that came with the darkness of the prison. The sounds of prisoners whispering to themselves and scraping at their walls were the only companion ship offered by these four walls. Occupying one of the many cells was someone few could have expectedâ¦<br/><br/>The young but dangerous, Captain Skeith Takahata could be found huddled over in the corner of her cell a small pool of blood forming beneath her bent over head, some still dripping from her mouth. How the hell did she end up in this situation anyway? She couldnât remember much about before she was captured. Some form of head trauma damaged her short-term memory.<br/><br/>The door to her cell opened and her tired, weary eyes glanced in its direction. Not surprising it appeared that the inquisitors were back for round two. Two guards collected her by her arms and carried her down the hall, her legs dragging on the ground behind them, further cutting up her knees and feet. As she was chained to the shackles and dangled from the ceiling, the half starved and disoriented captain watched theâ¦ twoâ¦ threeâ¦ fourâ¦ maybe five inquisitorsâ¦ She couldnât tell anymore.<br/><br/>ââ¦â Skeithâs gaze shifted as some form of incoherent speech reached her ears. âWhat?â A sharp pain caused her to cry out in pain as a whip split the flesh on her back, simply adding another scar to the ones they left last time. The young pirateâs eyes widened, as she was able to discern a glowing object on the end of a long metal pole. Skeith squirmed tiredly in vain as one of the inquisitors approached her. Her clothing was swiftly stripped away leaving her young frame open to the view of the inquisitors. She whimpered uncontrollably as the metal object was brought closer to her body.<br/><br/>A loud shriek of pain echoed throughout the prison followed by the sound and smell of searing flesh. A large âPâ burned into her torso just below her petite bust. The young woman fell unconscious, dangling from the chains, her body an easy target for the clearly dishonorable inquisitors.