katherine foster (inamoment) wrote in shadowlands_ic, @ 2017-08-04 13:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | katherine foster |
Who: Katherine and Damian (NPC)
What: Damian wants to know where Lucien is
Where: Her place
When: Right before this
Rating: PG-13 for some violence
Everything that day had been pretty normal for Katherine. She had awoken early, and made herself breakfast and prepared for a day of working, and tutoring young Samuel. In fact she was just checking over his work, nearly ready to leave and head to her employers when there was a knock at the door. That was odd. It was early in the morning and she hadn't been expecting anyone. Her first thought that it might be her brother, and so she went to the door. There was another knock, followed by a voice saying that it was the Constable, and that they wished to talk to her about her brother, Peter. It wasn't as if she could say no, especially when she couldn't look through a peep hole and see that it wasn't who they said it was. Not to mention that they had her brother's name, and there was no such thing as asking to see a Constable's credentials before letting them inside. Katherine opened the door, only to find two men standing there. Neither one she recognized, but in that split second, they pushed their way inside and shut the door behind them, locking it in one swift movement. Katherine took a couple of steps back, demanding to know who they were and what they were doing here. "We've come for some information, Katherine. You've been so kind as to write to your brother lately, and tell him what's been going on - who your precious Lucien has been with, where he's been.. and then to our surprise, you stopped. I don't care why.. that doesn't interest me. I've come so that you can tell me where he is now.." Damian spat. The whole thing caught Katherine off guard. Who was this man, and what did he want with - oh. The attempt on Lucien's life. "You're the one who tried to kill him.." Damian smirked and took a step closer to her. "And this time I'm going to succeed, but not without knowing where he is first. You've been such a good helper so far, I know you can tell us where he is." The truth was that she did actually know where Lucien was. It was only by chance that she had visited her parents, and they'd told her of the newest plans. To which she had rolled her eyes and decided she didn't care so much about what he was up to. Her parents hadn't been cruel people, but sometimes they didn't quite understand how their words had impacts. So yes, Katherine knew where he was, and she realized that this might have been much easier if she hadn't. "And you've been reading my letters to my brother this whole time?" He nodded his head. The other man, the quiet one, was standing by the door, listening for something. Other people maybe. Damian smiled, a wide and toothy grin. He was a werewolf alright. "Don't worry, your brother got your letters.. he just shared all of that information with us. So nice of him." Another step forward. Katherine took one step back. "Now are you going to be nice and tell us where your Alpha is?" Now she had told Lucien that she hated him, and she didn't want to see him again, and that was true but it wasn't like she wanted him to die. And certainly she didn't want him to be assassinated. She shook her head. "I don't know where he is. I left the pack. I don't know." Just like that, he reached out and grabbed a hold of her wrist, pulling him up against him. His fingers dug into her skin, causing her to cry out and try to wriggle away from his grip, but it was no use. He barked at the other man to get a chair, and once it was there, Damian shoved Katherine into it before getting out the rope and tying her up with good strong knots. "That's not what I like to hear Katherine. But since you want to do this the hard way, and since I don't have a lot of time, we're going to get this started." Damian reached his gloved hand into his pocket and pulled out a blade. It was small really, but it was clearly silver. No wonder he was wearing gloves at the moment. Grabbing a hold of the back of her hair and tugging her throat upward, he pressed the blade against her throat. Not at the jugular, but that hardly mattered. The silver burned, and the blade sliced into her just a little bit. Slow and easy. She yelled, only to have a hand clamped down on her mouth by the other man. She thrashed, but they held her down. As soon as she'd calmed, they uncovered the hand over her mouth and asked her again. Still Katherine said she did not know. This time they hit her. The next time he choked her until she was seeing stars, and it felt like she was going to die right then and there. As he released his grip on her throat and the oxygen returned to her face, she gasped and sputtered. They were going to kill her. All of these thoughts went through her head. Peter had told these people what she put in her letters? Peter had something to do with the attempt on Lucien's life? If she got out of this, she was going to kill him herself. Less for Lucien's sake, and more for the fact that her brother had gotten seriously out of control. Now the silver blade was pressed against her throat one more time. "This is it my sweet. Last chance. After I slit your throat, I go to your parents. And I kill your siblings while they watch. And if they won't tell me.. then I go through the whole pack until someone tells me what I want to know.." Through tears and anger, Katherine finally lowered her head. Damian's hand pulled back, ready to clearly plunge it into her throat. "Wait.. wait.. I'll tell you." And with much reluctance and the threat of her family being in danger, she told Damian where Lucien was going to be. God help her soul. Damian grinned and brought the blade down, though it now went to her hair, cutting off a piece and stuffed it into his pocket. He ordered the man to stay watch over her until the job was done. Once it was, he would come back and finish the job, to keep Peter in line. He bowed at Katherine, laughing and left. The man silent as ever, stuffed a gag into Katherine's mouth and went to make himself a cup of tea while he waited. What had she done? |