Cresselum

by kani-leek-lover

Alone. That's one word I could use to describe myself. One simple word. Why? Because I'm scared. Because I'm in pain. A pain that nobody can heal. A pain that is a heavy burden. One that I have to carry. Because I was specifically made to carry it. I was destined to do this, my fate. So that nobody would die.

1. Prologue

Cresselum

Prologue

A little girl was running. She didn't care where she was going. She just wanted to escape this insane nightmare. Tears streamed down her face. She was panting for air.

"Help!" she wailed. "Somebody please help!"

She kept running. Cuts and ribbons of red blood were running down her body and staining her already torn dress. But she didn't care. She just wanted to be freed.

Then she saw light. Beautiful, bright light. Then, the smell of fresh air filled her lungs. Not stale, bloody air. But fresh, crisp air. The girl felt hope, for the first time in months. She quickened her pace.

'Almost there!' she thought. 'Almost free!' She quickened her pace, so that she was running even faster.

'So close!' she thought. She had almost reached the light when suddenly she heard heavy footsteps approaching her, and the sounds of something big scuttling towards her.

"STOP!" the general yelled. "STOP THAT SLAVE GIRL!"

The girl gritted her teeth. She was almost close to freedom. Just a few more feet away . . .

"Gotcha!" a guard said. He grabbed the little girl by her black hair and hoisted her upwards. Screaming and shouting the girl kicked and flailed around. But the guard wouldn't let go. The general riding on a giant orange scorpion, whip in hand arrived with the rest of the troops with their own scorpions and deadly weapons. There was a wicked glint in their eyes. The girl whimpered at the sight of them.

"Thought you could escape huh?" he sneered. "You'll never be able to escape. You are apart of our big plans for the future." The rest of the troops laughed, mocking the girl's attempt of freedom. The girl said nothing; she just continued to squirm in the guard's grasp.

"Take her back to the castle," the general ordered. "I want her punished and tortured for trying to escape. Whip her until she begs for mercy. Then hook her up to 'that' and implant 'it' into her. She must be ready for the ceremony for Lord Zeref."

The rest of the troops nodded, insane grins plastered onto their faces. The girl screamed and cried. She was afraid. She was so, so close to the light.

But she didn't make it.

Now she will never have another chance to escape. And now, the sick bastards were going to torture and punish her, then experiment on her and use her for their plans. Again.

When will she be able to see the light again?

This is my first chapter for my first fanfic. Hope you guys liked it! I'll try to post the first chapter really soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail

~kani-leek-lover