Troy just laughed, so my father turned to Darcy “Grab the whip”
“Where is he Troy?” Koda asked.
“Everywhere” Troy smirked.
My father rolled his eyes and told Darcy to strike him.
Without hesitation, Darcy, brought the whip down directly onto his back, the silver of the whip cutting his flesh instantly, and causing Troy to grunt in pain.
I wondered how long it would be before he started screaming. He always took great pleasure in hearing Madelyn crying and screaming out when he whipped her, and now I would take pleasure in his pain.
“Again” Koda ordered.
Not missing a beat, Darcy brought the whip down hard, splitting Troy’s back again, but Troy refused to scream.
“Keep going until I tell you to stop” I ordered, and Darcy hit him again, and again, and again.
Troy was screaming by the time our father held up his hand to stop Darcy.
“Get the nail gun” My father ordered “And the silver nails, unless you feel like telling me where Fenrir is?”
“I can’t wait to see him kill you” Troy said angrily and breathlessly, but you could see that the fight was slowly dimming from his eyes.
“Please” I laughed, and crossed my arms “You won’t live to see the weekend, let alone Fenrir killing any of us”
“What is Fenrirs end game?” My father asked, as Darcy came back wearing leather gloves, and loading the silver bullets into the gun.
“To kill you and take the throne” Troy answered casually “What else?”
“Bullsh*t!” My dad snapped “He’s after something else, what is it!?”
“World peace” Troy smiled.
Dad glared at him, and then Darcy “Shoot him in the shoulder blade”
Troy tried to struggle against the chains, but they were too tight for him to move far. Darcy held the gun to his back and shot out two silver nails.
Troy cried out, and cringed in on himself, as he took deep shaky breaths.
“What did Fenrir want with the dragon scales?” Koda asked.
“Who knows” Troy smiled broadly “Household decoration?”
“Shoot him in the other shoulder blade” Dad ordered.
Darcy eagerly held the gun to Troy’s other side, and shot two more silver nails into his back, and Troy screamed in pain.
“How is Blake’s child a Lycan, when you used Scott’s sperm?” I asked “What will that child become?”
Troy laughed and spat out blood again, while his body started shaking uncontrollably “You can ask me a million questions, but I won’t tell you sh*t” He told us “And don’t even try your command, it doesn’t work on me”
“We don’t need the command to get you to talk” Koda commented, and walked over to the rack.
I watched him pull on gloves and grabbed a few silver items, he placed them into a bowl and grabbed the mini-flame thrower and melted the silver down into a liquid form, causing burning metal smells throughout the room, so I opened the door.
“What are you doing?” Our father asked him.
“Getting answers” He commented, as he grabbed a metal syringe, along with a few vials of liquid that neutralized silver in our bodies.
The healers had given Madelyn doses of this liquid after her face had been cut, and the memory of that, made me angry all over again.
He placed the bowl on the ground beside Troy, and filled the syringe with liquid “What does Fenrir want with the dragon girl?” He repeated one of the questions.
Troy looked nervously at the syringe in my brother’s hand but spat in his face. Koda growled in disgust, and wiped his face with his handkerchief.
“GO F*CK YOURSELF BOY!”
“Wrong answer” Koda plunged the syringe into Troy’s arm.
The liquid took effect instantly and Troy was screaming in agony “I can draw the silver back” Koda told him “Just answer my question”
Troy threw up blood and stomach lining all over the ground, but didn’t answer, so Koda filled the syringe again.
“WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH THE GIRL’S SCALES?!” Koda shouted, and injected Troy again, in his leg this time.
Troy was screaming louder now, as he pulled against the restraints, but he was going nowhere.
“FOR THE SPELL, FOR THE WEREWOLF SPELL!” He screamed.
KODA’S POV
“FOR THE SPELL, FOR THE WEREWOLF SPELL!”
I instantly filled a different syringe with the antidote, and injected Troy. We all waited for him to calm down, and stop shaking and throwing up, before i filled the syringe with silver again.
“I don’t remember everything about the werewolf spell” My father said to the room “But there weren’t dragon scales, why does he need them for the spell?”
“ANSWER HIM!” Jax shouted, as he paced around the small cell.
Troy spat out another disgusting load of spit and blood onto the ground near me, so I cupped my hand, and slapped it directly over his ear, using the pressure of the air to blow his ear drum.
Troy moaned in pain, and shook his head in pain.
“SPEAK, OR I’LL INJECT YOU AGAIN!” I threatened, and held up the syringe.
“Fenrir doesn’t have the original spell” Troy’s voice shook, and his eyes were now bloodshot and bleeding lightly, as he looked up at us “Iyarna never showed him everything, and she hid the spell and potion, but Fenrir remembers most of it, so he’s using it to try and create something new”
“And you’ve helped him” Jax snapped “All those years you took Madelyn’s blood, you were experimenting with the spell”
“My experiments never lasted long” He said sadly “I lost count of the bodies I had to burn, but Maddie rarely gave her blood willingly, if she’d just done what she was told, none of them had to die. This is on her, not me, but we don’t have to worry about that, Fenrir will have by the weeks end, and our new race will rise, and you Lycan’s will finally fall”
“We’ll see about that” Dad rolled his eyes “He couldn’t stop me, even with Iyo by his side, and he can’t stop me now”
“He’s had 100 years in prison to come up with his revenge plan” Troy smiled “You won’t win”
“Yes, we will” I told him, as I held the syringe up.
“You know what I don’t understand” Jax said angrily “You have all this love and respect for our uncle because he helped create your kind, but so did Iyarna, Madelyn’s mother, and yet, you spent her entire life hurting her”
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