Sean was terrified. He had no idea on how he was going to get out of this. Lobo Diablo had just removed a lifeless body and thrown it towards the passageway. �Come here Boy.� she commanded Sean. He obeyed, what else was he supposed do? She took a butcher knife from the table, he winched when she cut the rope around his wrists. She took the upper chains and locked them on Sean�s wrists. She pulled a lever that lifted Sean off his feet. Then she took the bottom chains and locked around Sean�s ankles. Then she pulled another lever, which tightened the chains. Sean could barely move.
The Creature took her butcher knife and started at the bottom of Sean�s shirt and started to cut it off. She went straight up to the collar. Then she started at the sleeves and cut. The shirt fell off Sean, which only left him and his bare back to Lobo Diablo. She smiled wickedly, revealing her teeth.
�What should I do to you first?� she said tickling his stomach. Sean giggled. He couldn�t help it, he was very ticklish. �Oh. Do you find this funny?� she said, moving her long claws towards his sides.
She tickled his sides. Sean laughed. He couldn�t stop. Lobo Diablo continued to move upward tickling his armpits, his shoulders, his chest, and his around his pelvis. Sean was so ticklish, Lobo Diablo was having the time of her life. It was so easy.
�The dagger, or the butcher knife. Or even the whip, or perhaps we could start by putting a little poison in your system.� she cackled. Sean gasped. �Oh don�t worry, I�m not going to poison you. At least not yet.� when saying that she picked up her whip and sent it hissing towards Sean�s bare back. That caused his eyes to start to water. But he wouldn�t scream. He promised himself that he would not scream. No matter what she did to him.
-June 15, 2002-
He had been in pain for the last two years. Lobo Diablo had whipped him, poisoned him, and slashed him with daggers, knives, and Inferno. He had found out ways to get out of the chains, but no way to get past The Creature. One of the ways he got out of the chains was when it had smashed a glass at him and it broke, he had caught a piece of it. He would cut one of his wrists and pull the lever to release his other hand. He done this several times, but he would always get caught.
The Beast had just left the room. She had said she needed to get fresh water from the stream behind the cave. He had the piece of glass in his hand. He started to cut his skin. He was loose in 30 seconds flat. Then he ran as fast as he could towards the exit. He reached the end. This was the first time he actually made it out of the lair. The sun beamed down on his face. It felt warm. Sean had to shield his eyes, he was so used to torches and darkness. Then he remembered why he was out here. He ran as fast as he could. He jumped over logs, dodged trees, and picked up stones to throw at it when she caught up to him.
He was jumping over a log, but there was a branch that wrapped around his ankle and he fell. He landed hard. When he went to untie his ankle he something that stunned him. He was running long and fast but it had followed him. She caught up to him in no time.
She thrust her long bony arm at his throat and wrapped her long sharp fingers around his neck. She easily picked him up two feet off the ground. �Naughty, naughty.� she said as if she were scolding a puppy. �You�ve been a bad boy.� Lobo Diablo cooed. �Now you must be punished.�
She placed Sean over her shoulder and dashed towards her cave. Sean was unconscious for this. He woke up to find Lobo Diablo healing his wounds. He was startled by this act of kindness. This was the first of seeing, let alone hearing about it. �Wha-what are you doing?� he said weakly and nervously. She didn�t reply. She dabbed some cool water onto his chest, it felt good to have something other than blood run down his stomach. She had put bandages on his bigger wounds and cleaned up the smaller ones. Why is she being so kind to me? Last thing I remember was she telling me I needed to be punished. Lobo picked him up and set him on a bed in the other room.
It was not as well lit as the chamber but it had a big bed in it. She put up the blanket and lay him on it. He lay comfortably in the bed. She gave him small amounts of food and a little water to drink. Then she left. Sean noticed he had bandages wrapped around his back and stomach. �Why is she being so nice to me?� he said whispering to himself. �Is there something I don�t know? Is this just really a dream?�
He spent a little while longer debating against himself when sleep came. He lay down and closed his eyes. It was only a matter of seconds before he went to sleep. For the next week, he lay in bed with Lobo Diablo serving him in bed and tending to his wounds.
One night while Sean slept, she came into his room and slowly took off the covers and carefully took off the bandages. She gently picked him up so as not to wake him. She carried Sean into the chamber and gently placed him in the chains. Damn he�s a hard sleeper! Lobo Diablo thought to herself. She picked up her whip and hit Sean as light as she could.
The whip went flying in the air and sent Sean screaming from fear and pain. There was a long red line running down his back from were the whip hit him.
�Wha-why?� Sean whimpered. She hit him harder as soon as he spoke. Blood trickled from the wound.
�Did you actually think I�d change my mind about you?!� she said chuckling. �I just wanted your scars to heal so you wouldn�t die of blood loss. Set you free. Ha!� She cackled evilly.
That monster. That stupid son-of-a-bitch. He thought. How could anyone be so evil? Lobo Diablo had grown bored of just hitting him with her whip. Its time to take out the fun stuff!
Sean was terrified. He was almost to the point of tears from fear. He had know idea on what was coming to him. He heard a soft slick. It was metal. Whatever she was picking up, it would hurt like hell.
�This is my new toy,� She hissed in his ear. �I hope you enjoy it!� Sean felt something cold against his bare flesh.
�What is that?� he franticly shouted.
�It�s called a gauge, fool.�
Sean went wide eyed, then Lobo Diablo pushed the gauge in his skin and drove it up his back. He screamed from the sound of his own skin being torn off his body. He felt his blood run down his back. He was shaking violently from the pain.
�How was that boy?�
He whimpered in reply. She held up the strip of skin she tore off his back and held it up to the boys face. Sean gasped and tried to back away. Then she continued to cut off his skin.
He let out an agonizing scream. It echoed through out the cave.
�Shut up boy, do you want the whole world to hear u?!�
Yes, yes, he thought. Of course I want them to hear me. what�s wrong with you?
�I know what your thinking. Of course I want them to hear me. but if you were heard, either they would rescue you and you�d be living forever in fear. Never being able to trust anyone. Getting sick at the mention of my name. Or they would just die trying to get you.�
Sean had never thought of it that way. Living in constant fear was not what he wanted to do the rest of his life.
�Lobo Diablo?� She turned her head, surprised that he wanted to ask her a question.
�Yes.�
�Could you�do something to my friends?� he asked, not wanting to get beat by asking a question.
�Like what?� she said, almost convincing.
�They deserve to be punished. There the ones wanted me to get Inferno. I thought they were my friends. How could they do this to me?!� he shouted to himself.
�Do you want me to kill�?�
�No!� he said before she could finish the sentence. �No, hurt them. Emotionally, physically, I don�t care.�
�Alright, I�ll be sure to do that when I�m done with you.�
�Thank you.� For some reason Sean felt better. Then he felt a sharp pain race through his right side. He let an agonizing scream and looked to his right. Lobo Diablo had just stabbed him with a butcher knife. She ripped the knife out of his side, making a sickening ripping sound. Another stream of pain shot through him. He could feel the familiar feeling of his own warm blood was running down his side, staining the rim of his pants.
�Here,� she handed him a piece of chicken. �You�re getting too skinny.� Sean tried to back away but she had already grabbed the back of his head and forced his mouth open. Then she shoved the chicken in his mouth, and quickly closed it.
�Chew it NOW!� She hollered.
Sean obeyed, what else was he supposed to do? His whole body started to tremble. His arms and legs ached. He bent his head down and started to vomit. It felt as if all of his organs were being ripped from his inside.
�What a mess you made.� She scolded him. �Don�t you like my cooking?� She said in a pleading voice, looking as if she were going to cry. �Well now, I won�t stand for that.� That�s when she punched his stomach so hard that Sean had gotten the wind knocked out of him. While he was panting, trying to breathe, Lobo Diablo said good night and she left him.
Sean, still trying to catch his breathe, was helplessly chained in the middle of the room. Then he heard something in the distance, it sounded to him like something was crying, or maybe howling. Could she really be howling?
I�ve never heard her howl before, he thought to himself. It sounded as if she were crying. Could she really be crying? No, no it can�t be.
He was still thinking on why she could be crying when he felt himself nod off. The next morning he woke up to some loud noise.
�Don�t you just love school?� Lobo Diablo said. That question puzzled him. �Hey, remember this in Industrial Tech.? The engraver!�
�Ha, the engraver can�t go through skin!� Sean said almost happily.
�If you push hard enough it can.� She turned the engraver on to its highest power. Then she pressed it into his chest. She pressed harder and harder until the skin broke. Sean screamed in agony as Lobo Diablo carved some symbol in his chest.
When she was done, she peeled off some of the access skin and whipped off some blood.
�Now you belong to me.� she said in a whispering voice. �The symbol, now on you�re chest means possession.�
Sean wanted to cry. It was so painful, but it would show his weakness. �What ever happens, I wont cry.� He thought.
She engraved the scars he had on his chest and back. Sean, fighting back tears, felt his face begin to burn. He opened his eyes only to see that she had stopped engraving tattoos on him and was holding a lit torch inches away from his face.
She lowered the torch down to Sean�s belly. The flames burning the scares. His skin was burning. He looked at the yellow-orange flames turning his pale white skin into black skin. The clotted blood started to liquefy. His skin was starting to break open.
She finely took the torch away. Sean was relieved that the pain was gone, for the time being.
