Ellie In Chains Novels & Stories

There was no way out; Elise could barely think, and Markus' wicked laugh echoed across the room as she looked up at the monster. “You fucking monster, I will kill you!” Elise raged; the cell rattled from her anger as she pulled on her chains and tried to shift again, but her silver chains reacted, causing an unbearable burning shock down her body. He wasn’t lying about the pain from the chains. “You better respect the boss, you little bitch!” One of Newman's men rushed forward, putting his hand into the cell to grab Elise, but he’d never expected her retaliation as her teeth latched harder on his hand, grappling his fingers with her teeth till they heard a grotesque crunch.

I made to walk past her, but she viciously pulled my arm and dragged me towards her. “You might have succeeded in running away and trying to change your past, but it won’t happen because I know who you are. You’re a scumbag and a whore, Aubrey. No one wants you, no one has ever wanted you, and that’s why you were chained and locked up in the dungeons before you fled. But here you are again after three years because, like I said, you won’t change who you are. Not now, not ever.” Ellie whispered harshly in my ear, her nails digging into my skin.

It opened up to an old staircase filled with cobwebs and anything dirty you could think of. She made her way through different channels underground but still could not spot athing. It was also too dark to see clearly, only supporting herself to the wall. She had walked for almost ten minutes when she heard the sound of chains. She immediately turned around to a small compartment and saw what looked like a person tied up in a chain huddled up in a corner. "You finally came my dear," came the tired voice from the woman. Elise was shocked at this and moved closer, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness and could now see.

But the leader clamped his mouth shut, his jaw tight. Ellie appeared in the doorway, her small hand clutching Elara’s mother’s journal. The phoenix mark on her chest glowed faintly, casting red light over the stone walls. “He’s scared. Of the lady. Of the cave.” The leader’s eyes widened, and he pulled against the chains, his face contorted with rage. “You shouldn’t be able to do that. No child should wield such power. It’s unnatural.” “Natural,” Ellie said, stepping into the cell. She held up the journal, her golden eyes blazing. “Mamma’s book says fire is family. Like me and Mamma. Like the pack.”

"Don't think you can escape me. I told you, I have a system. You'll never get away." The officers later informed me that she would be held for 15 days. Yet, I thought that was nowhere near enough. After all, my entire life and work were rooted here. I was not about to abandon everything just because of some so-called system.

Someone stated the obvious. “We have movement with four new heat signatures,” a woman called out. “We are tracking the original single heat signature. It’s inside the kitchen. I’ve got all cameras on line now.” * * * * * Ellie ran into the kitchen. She’d heard the doors come down with a loud crash and knew she was trapped. She could either hide while she prayed help reached her before those men found her or she could fight. Her odds of facing off and winning against the four armed men weren’t good. Her main concern had been the New Species women and it comforted her, knowing they were safe. She’d understood it would be a dangerous job when she’d taken it but she never thought something this

He said as he stopped pulling at his chains and looked over at me. "What..?" I replied in a whisper, thinking he heard someone. "Ellie, you might not feel it right now, but your still in the process of turning... it's just the early stages". "Okaaay... what does that mean?" "It means that if anyone can rip these chains off, it's you! You're called a newborn Ellie, so you're going to have more strength during your turning phases than you'll ever have!" "But... but I've tried, they're not coming off!".

"We're different people. You can punish her some other way, but... please don't kill her. Spare her." My eyes stay low. I don't dare meet his. "Your wish," he says with a lazy shrug. That's all it takes. Ella drops like a sack of potatoes, gasping for air. Before she can crawl away, he snaps his fingers. White glowing chains burst from the floor like they were waiting all this time. They coil around her-torso, wrists, ankles-locking her in a glowing cocoon. Ella's scream echoes as the chains tighten and in a flash of white smoke-

"I loved the waiting. The anticipation of departure. The way humans gather at thresholds, holding tickets to unknown destinations. I loved it enough to refuse my return. The dark country permitted it. For a price." "What price?" "I am the warning." The conductor stood. Her uniform moved, though no wind blew. "I am what the Chain becomes if the debt is not paid. I have been here for a century, neither breathing nor released, counting tickets that lead nowhere, waiting for the one who would wear the Chain and understand what must be done." Eliana's throat constricted. "What must be done?" The woman extended a hand. It was pale, the skin translucent as parchment, and when it touched the Chain,