[I]They're smart.[/I] Raine thought as she was roughly pulled along by the imperial guards. As soon as they were able to restrain her, they had chained both get wrists and ankles, knowing fully well that she would run away if and when she had a chance to; though, with the chains on her ankles, it would making running away difficult, especially since they rubbed uncomfortably against her ankles. The ones on her wrist were no different as they too scraped and rubbed at her wrists until she was sure that they no longer had skin on them. However, Raine's attention was directed more towards where they were taking her. Would she go back to the Assassin's Guild's dungeons or to where the imperial guards kept the most wanted criminals? 

"Where are you taking me?" She demanded more than asked and, when she did not get an answer, Raine projected her voice a bit more. "I [I]said[/I], where are you taking me?" The girl nearly growled. That, at least managed to capture her 'escorts' attention. "Stop making a scene." The one to her left commanded and Raine winced slightly as he painfully yanked at her chains. “That was unnecessary…” She mumbled to herself but it was only then that she realized that they weren’t alone. The streets were lined with curious onlooker, many of which had hatred glowing in their eyes. Apparently they got the message of her return as well. The assassin didn’t mind the stares and continued to ignore them until they began to shout things at her.

“Murderer!” 

“You heartless killer!”

“You should go to hell for this!”

“Hey, that’s the girl who punched me yesterday!”

Raine wanted the words to reflect off of her like she was holding an invisible shield that kept away hate but after a while, the words began to make her weak. At one point, all she wanted to do was scream to the crowd that it wasn’t her, that she loved her father too much to kill him and that her traitor of an uncle was the one behind the murder all alone. [I]That devil of a man...[/I] The thought of her uncle sparked a fire in her chest that she hadn’t felt since she’d first escaped from the Assassin’s Guild. That fire spread throughout her body until she thought she was seeing red. [I]When I see that man, I promise to make him suffer like my father did.[/I] Raine thought venomously to herself, unknowingly glaring at a nearby onlooker. He covered his child’s eyes, muttering something in her ear that Raine had no doubt was about her.

However, their opinions didn’t matter to her anymore, since she believe that they would be apologizing to her for believing a lie soon enough. With that thought, Raine focused putting on foot in front of the other while ignoring the pain that radiated from the spot where the cuffs were. Her walk of shame continued until the city streets and homes gave way to a windy dirt path that led deep into the dense, surrounding forest. Darkness was ubiquitous here and it was as if the moon was unable penetrate through the trees. For a moment, Raine found herself hesitating. Of course an assassin's best place to strike was the dark but this assassin was chained and had no idea where she was going. "Don't slow up. Your eyes will adjust eventually." The one of her right said firmly as they continued to walk forward. It seemed as though Raine had two choices now: get pulled to the prison but those two or at least try to keep up so they don't make her wrists hurt anymore than they already do. Since the assassin actually valued what skin was left on her wrists and ankles, she made an effort to make her pace with theirs.

As they continued to walk, it was true that her vision did adjust to the dark, but what she could hear interested Raine the most. Once she blocked out the heavy breathing and clanking of armor of her escorts, she could hear the peaceful sounds of nature, the ones that reminded her of her life back on the farm with Luna. Crickets called to one another and creatures who were as stealthy as Raine prowled through the trees, occasionally making a distinctive sound to let others of their kind know where they were. The wind would occasionally slitter around their bodies, leaving them with goose bumps to remind them of the invisible thief that would steal the warmth from those who were careless enough to leave their homes without the proper clothing on. While Raine was fully clothed, she could still feel herself shiver slightly beneath her tattered clothing. [I]How much longer do we have until we get there?[/I] She thought miserably to herself as she glanced around, hoping that they would be approaching the prison. 

Unfortunately, the thief had to walk for another twenty minutes before the darkness finally gave way to the soft light of the torches that were carefully placed along a stone wall, one that wrapped around a tall stone building. Once she was ushered through the iron gates, Raine was able to get a better look at her new 'home': the prison was made entirely of dull grey stones that were approximately six stories high. Occasionally, there was a prisoner that peered through a window, gripping the iron as they watched the newbie being escorted inside. It didn't look very inviting on the outside so Raine was sure that it wouldn't exactly be very inviting on the inside either.

The thief soon realized that the inside was much worst. The floors were covered with dirt and the walls were stained with colors that made Raine raise a cautious eyebrow. Inmates called to one another in loud and rowdy voices that seemed to increase in volume with each word. However, the worst thing about the prison had to be the smell. It was as though the inmates hadn't taken a bath in years and then decided to play around in a pile of dead fish without gong to wash off. The smell was enough to make the girl gag as she was forced to follow the guard along a hallway and then down a set of stairs that seemed to go on forever. Eventually, they came to a stop in front of another door in which one of the guards opened. Before them was a room that seemed to have been made especially for Raine. To their left was a cell big enough for at least two people and to the right was an area set up for a guard to work and even sleep there. 

"In you go....and don't try anything funny when we let you out of these chains." The larger of the two guards instructed as he unlocked the chains on her wrist while his companion took care of the ones on her ankles. Once she was finally free, Raine took a moment to examine the damage done to her wrists and ankle before calmly walking into the cell, not bothering to look back when it closed. She was in a building filled with maniacs and guards; she wasn't going anywhere, not when she felt safer in her cell. Moments later, the thief heard a door shut behind her, followed by the sound of a lock turning and she came to the conclusion that she was now alone, stuck with her own thoughts.

Sighing a bit, Raine kicked off her worn out boots and flopped down on the flimsy piece of crap that they call a bed. After finding a semi-comfortable spot, the thief glanced at the blank wall in front of her. "They could've at least given me a room with a window..." she said to herself, liking the sound of her voice when it bounced off the walls and came back towards her. It made her feel a little less lonely. Suddenly, the thought of being down here, all alone until she died popped into her mind and all the feelings that came along with it hit her full force. Raine sat up quickly, letting out a strangled and distressed cry while clutching her chest tightly. [I]I-I can't do this...I can't be this alone for the rest of my days....a-at least let me have s-somebody....![/I] The girl thought; she'd been alone for nearly two years and that was already hell itself. Raine couldn't even imagine living the rest of her life here by herself. The girl then began to panic as it suddenly felt as though there was no more air left the in the room for her to breath. Wheezing, she climbed out of the bed, trying to get help from someone...but who? By that time, Raine's vision had begun to blacken and she collapsed to the ground, gasping for the air that she desperately needed. "Can't....Can't be alone...forever...." She mumbled to herself just before she lost consciousness...

The first then Raine felt when she finally came to was a pair of hands probing at her sore wrists. It was a gentle touch, but the thief found herself slightly annoyed by the action. Didn't that person know that her wrists still hurt? However, Raine decided to keep still until they really got to a sore spot. The hands continued to probe at her wrist before wrapping something gently yet firm around her wrist. The hands did the same to her other wrist and her ankles before the thief decided that she at least owned the person who treated her wounds a thank you. As she open her eyes, they immediately locked onto a familiar pair of green eyes and Raine felt herself gasp a bit.

"O...Oruin?"