hello i want to say its been a long time since i wrote and posted anything so i'm a bit rusty not that i was good in the first place hehheh. but i hope everyone likes the story. please tell me if anything is wrong or misspelled so i can fix it. really i need all the help i can get. i love writing my yaoi couples into disney stories it is so fun. :)
also note i do not own the characters, the story cinderella or most of the plot. i have made changes where i see fit.
hope you enjoy.
Once upon a time in a faraway land there was a tiny kingdom peaceful, prosperous and rich in its tradition.
"This is garbage." A short statured man complained as he slammed the fairy tale book closed. "Peaceful my hairy ass, this is fairy tale vomit."
"Really?" a woman asked crossing her arms. "I've heard this was taken from witness accounts, how is it wrong and how would you know?"
"Because I was there for the whole thing, Listen madam and I'll tell you what really happen." He laced his hands together over his chest covered in glorious hair. "Let's set the scene."
The sky was gray with storm clouds that threaten to let its liquid prisoners escape at any given moment. Birds chipped in the musty streets of the small town; it was plain with little to nothing out of the ordinary to show for itself. Its cobble stone roads up whined their ways around shops and houses to meet at the beautiful golden gates blocking citizens from the tall marble castle that towered over all the land; It gleam brightly even in the darkness of the hanging clouds.
Out on the edges of the town, houses lined there way on the road each looking deem and dull. One chateau in particular looked just a bit drearier than the rest. Its walls were so dark that even if the sun's rays shined on to the place it wouldn't lighten it up. Vines grew high up the structure, stone crumbled in areas of water damage and shudders either hung loosely or were missing altogether leaving the home looking very depressing.
A shabby looking tower branched out from the rest home, winding up its bleak exterior a window barely big enough to look through faced towards the castle.
Two little birds pulled back the windows green curtains letting in a cold breeze of wind. They flew over to land on the post of the small rickety bed that sat in the tiny room.
They tweeted at the bundle under the covers but the only response was the form rolling over curling into its self. The birds flew over closer and cheeped just a bit louder. A growl erupted from beneath the cloth.
"Damn it can't I ever sleep in." the figure ripped the pillow from below his head and threw it. The little birds dodged the item by flying high above the bed; hovering there in fright.
A tan hand inscribed with white ink ran fingers through tossed silver hair; hitting a tangle or two. Sitting up in the bed, covers fell and pooled at the persons waist; reveling fleshed covered in the same white ink lines running along the male's body. The lines curved, twisted and interlaced all along the tan mass as they flowed up then and around long lanky arms; another set of lines ran up the length of his throat forking at his chin and stopped at his lower lip. He grumbled as he rubbed at the tired in his eyes. Those same eyes opened showing the bright green iris that made you think of a lovely meadow with freshly fallen dew.
"Another rainy day, fantastic." His voice croaked out.
"Morning to you to sunshine." a sexy toned female voice came from his side.
"Not today Isabela I'm not in the mood." He glared.
There on his bedside table stood a mouse no bigger than a playing card, wearing a white dress with a blue sash and upon her head a matching blue bandana, her brown eyes looking at him like a tasty treat. She walked over to the edge of the table. "You're never in the mood." She wiggled her eyebrows. "I would love to see you wake up with a big happy grin on your sexy face one day."
"In your dreams." He huffed, resting his face into his hands.
"Oh I dream." A mischievous glint in her eyes. "What about you Fenris, do you have any good dreams?" she asked sensually.
"You know very well I don't." he said sharply pulling the covers off and slid out of bed.
"Blue, nice." She smiled
He glared at her. "They're the same underwear I went to sleep in, I'm sure you saw."
"I did" her tail wrapped around the air. "Just telling you again that their nice."
The clock of the castle chimed loudly throughout the land, its bells tolls drifted into Fenris's small room.
"Even that damn clock likes to remind me that my horrible day has started." Fenris growled. He made his way behind the dressing curtain in the corner of the room, stripping off his only article of clothing.
Little birds chipped as the rung a sponge of cold water above his head. "Damn it that's freezing." He turned to glare at the playful canaries. "I'll cook you for that."
They knew though he really wouldn't Fenris was just bitter. He had good reasons to be anyway so none of his little animal friends ever got to mad at him for his hostile words.
Fenris has lived a tortured life, even from the very moment he was brought into this world. His mother died giving birth to him, sad indeed, so he only had his father who in turn abandoned him, leaving the child at the local orphanage. He hated it there because the place was depressing and the caretakers were very mean to the children. Since the orphanage was so small and many people didn't adopt, especially older kids, they were given to slave traders through the black market, so at 10 years old Fenris became a slave. It took two years for anyone to buy him but when he was sold he was tattooed with designs his master wanted as all slaves were mark with, to show owner ship and wealth.
Fenris tattoos were a maze on his body with its white ink, which was very expensive, marking his body up and down making his skin very pricy, so to say his master loved to show him off at parties to watch other guest gasp and gawk at his slaves figure. Fenris despised them, trying countless times to cut the marks from skin but it was pointless and he would only get yelled at and beaten by his master.
His master, denarius, the name felt like acid in his mouth; he was a malicious, heartless, demon in the form of a human. Him and his wreathed daughters, Hadriana and Varania, found amusement in making Fenris's life miserable. They always found new ways to punish Fenris for things he never even did or did do and tell him he was wrong. Oh how he wanted to run away but with his markings he would get noticed right away and put in prison for being a slave. He was sure prison was worse than this so he stayed for the better good of wanting to live. Least he had a room, food sometimes and the small animals to keep him company.
Speaking of the devil. "Fenris." a little mouse ran up to his dressed form which consisted of a brown tunic with matching brown leggings, as he sat in a wore out wooden chair in front of a little table with a mirror resting on its surface.
"What is it Bethany?" Fenris huffed dragging a hand down his face, they may be his only friends but sometimes he couldn't help but get annoyed to no end with their consent need of his help.
She wore a simple aqua colored dress and a dark yellowish scarf wrapped around her tiny neck. "There's a new mouse in the house." she jested with its hands franticly. "It's caught in the trap."
"Of course." He rolled his eyes. "Why do we even bother with having those things?" He got up and walked out of the room but not before letting the mouse crawl up his arm and onto his shoulder. "Hopefully Isabella hasn't scared the thing to death." The little mouse just gave a shiver; Isabella was not someone you wanted to piss off even for her small size.
"So tell me kitten what's your name." Isabela purred out as her tail slid through the bars of the cage to rub against the other mouse trapped within.
"mer-merrill" it squeaked.
"Don't molest the new guest so fast, least not when she can't even run away from you." Fenris said as he kneeled down on to the floor, picking up the trap to open the door then placing it back on the ground gently.
"You love to ruin my fun." Isabela replied. She walked into the prison swaying her hips. "Now don't be afraid kitten."
Isabela had some sick sense of humor to call a mouse a kitten Fenris thought.
"The human is just Fenris he won't hurt you, though he is a bit of a prick." She wrapped her tail around the other mouse. "Merrill was it. Come let's get you some clothes." Merrill shuddered but walked out of the cage with Isabella.
"Well I'm sure you will have fun with that." the male stood up and took a few steps down the stairs. "Remember to tell her about the cat, Gamlen would eat her whole." With that Fenris disappeared down the stairs.
"Tell me Merrill have you ever encountered a cat?" Isabela asked grinned wide when the little mouse shook her head no.
"Well they're mean, viscous, nasty, things ready to bite at you, rip you apart and eat you." Isabela jested as she crawled at the air, making Merrill fall backwards tumbling down a step. "Gamlen on the other hand is fat and stupid but still could catch a naïve kitten as you. Stick with me and I'll keep you safe." She pulled Merrill up and wrapped her furry arms around the mouse's slender waist.
Fenris closed the door to the tower behind him and walked down the long hall. Its walls were blue and covered in prints of golden symbols, though some of paint had begun to chip away over the years leaving gray blobs of the stone behind it and along the walls were three white doors. Resting opposite of the wall, Fenris tugged the huge red curtain open that reveal a giant window but with no sun out it did nothing to light the damp mansion.
Turning around he walked over to one of the doors, pushing open its wooden frame. Inside the room it was dark but you could make out a huge bed that lay in the middle of the room and next to the bed was a small cat bed.
"Gamlen come here." Fenris called.
The cat raised his gray furred head and looked over at Fenris with annoyance in its blue eyes. Getting up to stretch its fat body it meowed then turned away plopping back down on the bed.
"Gamlen you come here or ill skin you alive." Fenris grinded out through his teeth.
The cat jumped up glaring back at the human, slowly the cat made its way off the bed and padding casually over to the male; Hissing as it passed through the door way.
"I don't fucking like you either." He hissed back, kicking the cats butt with his foot. "I would let you starve if I could." He said and the cat hissed again throwing a claw out at the human but missed Fenris ankle.
"That is Gamlen my little kitten." Isabela whispered into Merrill's ear as they watch the animal disappear down the stairs from their mouse hole.
"He doesn't look at that mean." Merrill commented in her accented voice.
Isabela laughed and pulled Merrill into a hug "you have so much to learn." She continued to laugh as Merrill cheeped at Isabella's grabby hands.
The door to the kitchen swung open walking into the room was Fenris with Gamlen in line. The kitchen was small, damp and dirty, it wasn't always that way. Fenris remembered a time when it was bright and clean with the smell of good food wafting in the air. But that was before denarius lost all his money in some expedition deal with a guy named Bartrand; back when other servants worked here to help with the load of work. Now it was just Fenris doing the cooking, cleaning, repairs, and what not since he was a slave he had no choice to leave when denarius stopped the flow of money.
A whining growl came from the dog that was laid out across a rug on the floor, it was moving its legs like it was running. A shadow crept over the animal "Aveline." Fenris called out.
The dog began to run faster and growled more bearing its sharp teeth. "Aveline" he nudge the dog with his foot. The dogs shot up looking around in panic before turning to look at Fenris towering over her.
"Have a dream about chasing down criminals?" he asked resting his hands on his hips looking at the dog fondly. The dog nodded her head the red collar bouncing on her neck. "Good. Now how about dreaming of chasing down Gamlen and biting his head off." He gave a smirk. Aveline smiled at him nodding again while Gamlen sat on the steps hissing.
While Fenris poured milk in a bowl so he didn't see the cat sneak up behind the dog and starch at the hounds back. Aveline turned around barking ferociously, pinning the cat under her mass of a mabari body.
"Stop it!" Fenris yelled, not so gently placing the bowl on the ground causing milk to pool on to the floor. He grabbed Avelines collar and pulled at the dog to get off of the cat. "I hate him to but don't kill him yet."
Aveline followed the pull and moved away from the cat, looking up at the male with an annoyed face. "I don't want to see them punish you for the death of a useless cat." Fenris petted Avelines red furred head.
"And you" he glared daggers to Gamlen who hissed at them with its tail high in the air making its gray fur bristling out. "You're a flea infested rat. Shut up and eat you damn food or I'll drown you in it."
"Come now Aveline let's get some air" Fenris pronounced. He and the dog strolled out the back door leading to the chicken coops the settled behind the house.
"That's why you shouldn't try to play with big mean cats." Isabela said as she pointed at Gamlen, they were standing in the mouse hole watching the scene that took place.
"He is very grumpy it seems." Merrill said tugging on her olive green dress that Isabella gave her to wear.
"He is quiet the sour pussy, he certainly smells like one." Isabela guffawed.
"That's degusting." Bethany said walking towards them.
"I do agree." Another mouse wearing a white shirt and a gold jacket spoke up beside her.
"Oh hush Sebastian; you're too much of a pussy yourself." Isabela said crossing her arms.
The mouse frowned and Bethany patted his shoulder.
"Now I'm going to distract the cat. You three make a run for some food." She said and they all nodded slowly in fear, Merrill looking slightly eager, weird mouse.
Isabela dashed out of the hole and duck around varies items as she made her way across the room to sneak up behind Gamlen. When she closed in on his backside she pulled a needle that was stuck in his blue sash out and poked the side of the cats thigh causing him to jump up like a bolt of lightning. In his surprise his paw came down and hit the side of the milk bowl sending its content onto all over him and the ground. He turned quick and glared at Isabella who was already on the run towards the cabinets on the other side of the room, he set after her with hast.
She jumped and slide right into a hole on the side of the cupboard which Gamlen smashed his face into. Regaining himself the cat started scratching wildly at the opening in anger. While the cat was busy the other three mice made their way out the door Fenris had retreated through.
Quickly Bethany and Sebastian gathered as much corn as their little arms could carry; making their way back inside they forgot about Merrill. She stumbled around picking up a piece only for a chicken to snatch it from her grasps, then another and another.
"oooh you. Stop that you big ol' feather brains, I only want a few." Merrill stomped her foot. The chickens didn't take to kindly to her words and started to peak at her. A chicken squawked loudly and the rest bolted away from the little mouse curled on the ground, her arms covering her head.
"Isabela isn't doing a very good job at watching after you. Is she?" Fenris said kneeling down in front of Merrill. She unwrapped her arms and stood up looking around as if some chicken was going to charge at her any moment then she stared up at Fenris with a shy smile.
"Well I can't do everything." Isabela scurried up to the pair. "Unless it's in the bed then I can do anything." she winked at Merrill making the small mouse blush looking away from her to the ground. "I had to distract Gamlen lucky he is a fool, but when I saw Merrill didn't return with the others I worried for my kitten and had to come find her." Isabella explained putting her arm around the females shoulder.
Fenris rolled his eyes and placed a handful of corn on the ground. "Go crazy." He mumbled and got up walking away. Merrill and Isabela wasted no time in grabbing the pieces running off to their mouse burrow.
He walked back inside to see indeed Gamlen was a dumb cat because he was too occupied with trying to grab some string that was coming out of the hole in the cupboard to notice the mice running around behind him.
Fenris went on to ignore it when the bells on the wall started to ring wildly. "Great the soul sucking demons are up." He grabbed cups and plates putting them onto some trays the gathered three tea pots filling them with hot water and tea bags. The bells rung loudly again "I'm coming you impatient fools." He growled throwing some beard onto the plats after he dropped them on the floor not so accidently. Gamlen was watching too, if that damn cat could talk he would tell Danarius all the things Fenris did to the food on purpose. A slave had to have some revenge sometimes right, even if it was small? Fenris gather all the items onto a huge silver rectangle tray and headed out of the kitchen.
He reached the top of the stairs and walked over to the first door in the hall that was the living quarters he was previously in. He opened the entry with dread knowing the demon who rest within its walls.
"About time you slow maggot. Can you not tell time, or are you just that stupid. That's why you are nothing but a lowly slave." The voice huffed with clear irritation.
"Hello Varania." He replied coldly.
Varania was the youngest daughter of Danarius and the bossiest. She had red hair that was twisted into a tight bun making it pull at her cream skin painfully. She had a long sharp nose and muddy green eyes filled with hate. Her dark red lips pushed together in disapproval as her long slender fingers tapped along the bed sheets still covering her slender form.
Fenris placed the plate of beard, cup and tea pot on her bedside table before he turned to leave the room.
"Don't forget to do my laundry you deformed monster." she hissed at his retreating form, upon walking out the door. Fenris harshly grabbed the basket full of clothes near the entrance and left the chamber.
"Fucking bitch." He snarled placing the basket on the floor near the stairs so he could pick up on his way back. Varania liked to stab at Fenris calling him a monster or that he was some ugly duckling. Really he was good looking and the only thing naturally wrong with him was that he was born with deformed ears. So instead of being round they were pointed at his tips, but he hid them well below his white locks, he was use to people insulting him for them, he was made fun of by adults and kids for his looks. Varania like to point them out though after she first saw them, making sure Fenris could hate himself a bit more.
He entered the next room with caution which was good since a book was thrown at his face.
"Hello Hadriana." Fenris gritted through his teeth.
"humph go die in a pit like the trash you are." She blue eyes glint with revulsion in the candlelight.
Hadriana was mean as an unfed caged tiger, everything and anything could set her off like a bomb. She took joy in hurting Fenris when she could behind her father's back, throwing things (like books), punching him, starving him, even go as far as to deprive him of sleep. Though she got everything she wanted she was never happy and made sure the world knew it, making sure to take it out on Fenris as well.
She flicked back her black hair resting just above her shoulders as the slave put the plate on her table. She reached her hand out and wrapped around his wrist making sure to dig her purple polished nails into his skin hard.
"Suck fathers cock lately you piece of shit?" Her nasty almost brown colored lips sneered.
Fenris glared at her hard trying to pull away but her nails dug deeper. "You tell me since your always on it." he bit out.
Luckily he didn't have to do those kinds of things, he thought that to be a miracle cause that was one thing he think would kill him, but that didn't mean Danarius never looked at him with his dirty eyes or tried all too often to touch Fenris when the man got a chance.
Hadriana growled as she dug her nails deeper before pushing the arm away like it burnt her. "I'll let him know you said that. I hope you like some new lashings." picking up her pot of hot water pouring some onto Fenris's bare foot.
He hissed sliding away from her reach and turning to leave the psychotic woman's room.
"I hope you rot you sumbag." She voice filled with venom.
The door shut behind him loudly, as he rushed away from the room. Once he stood in front of the last door he took a deep breath to keep himself in check, damn that beast in women clothing. He clenched his injured hand in a fist before knocking on the barrier. He heard a distance "come in" before he proceeded to open the door. The room was still dark like it was when he had come to get Gamlen but he knew the master was wide awake watching him as he steadily walked over to the bed.
Danarius's grey eyes looked Fenris up and down; making a nasty smirk creep onto his white whiskered face. "My little wolf what took you so long?" His voice made Fenris want to throw up.
"I'm sorry your daughter felt need to hold me up." He lowered his head after placing the last plate onto the bedside table.
Danarius stroke his white beard with his old boney fingers all the while looking down at Fenris's bright red foot where the water had hit. "Seems she is most unhappy this morning."
"Like always" Fenris thought but stayed quiet.
"Well come now my little wolf." His wrinkled hand reached out and took Fenris wrist that was bleeding. He pulled it to him mouth and lick up the red liquid. "We must not waste such fine nutrients."
Fenris was ready to grab the nearest object and beat his master to death with it. The man's lips on his skin made him wish he could cut his arm off because no matter how much he scrubs at the spot that dirty pressure would still be there.
Once Danarius was done he let go of the arm letting it fell back to Fenris's side limply. "As punishment for my daughter's abuse to you I want you to clean all the rugs, drapes, tapestry and make sure to wash Gamlen. Remember to do your normal chorus as well." He grinned and shooed the slave away.
Once outside of the chamber Fenris rubbed at his wrist with the hem of his shirt feverously. "I'll fucking kill them all." He growled rubbing harder making the already hurt skin burn. He looked at it as it pulsed angry and red also it started to bleed again.
He fisted his hands and walked down the hall towards the stairs grabbing the basket on the way; Imagines of their corpses ran through his mind.
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