The chapter has been edited, and I've redone a couple things. Thank to everyone who has been following me and thanks to all the reviews I've decided to try harder! Yay!
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For her thoughts, it will be in Italics and enclosed in a single quotation mark (')
Past will be shown in Italics.
Regular will be in present time.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine haha only the plot.
'I mustn't stop'. She thought as she ran as fast as she could into the night. Her lungs desperately screaming for air and her legs felt like it was about to give in from all the running she has been doing.
She could hear rustling from her surroundings every now and then. The winter breeze made it hard for her to differentiate whether she was merely cold or simply shivering from fright.
She wasn't dressed for this and she is well aware that a certain girl would definitely be mad at her.
Even though she spent only a day with her, she was certain that she loves her. She swore to herself that she would stay alive 'till she could find her again. In her young mind, she knew this wasn't what she was meant for. She had imprinted with her at once and had made a strong bond of friendship. Although she was a mere child of five years of age, she knew that this was right. And she knew that if she saw her once again she would be able to die at peace.
She was wearing baby blue tank top- fit for a hot summer day, and black sweat pants that was a bit too long for her- all torn from the previous beating. She ran in such haste that she forgot her shoes at her house. Her feet were bleeding badly but none of the pain could register in her mind, as she felt numb all over. Again it was hard to tell whether it was the cold that made her numb or the crippling fear.
She felt, in every step that he takes, the hairs in the back of her neck stood alert. Her eyes darted everywhere. She was sure anyone could hear those massive footsteps as far as the next town over. She was sure of it. 'If only I were older, I would be able to run faster' she grimly thought as her vision blurred from the tears that kept forming in the corner of her eyes.
She had stumbled out of woods when she met her.
She knew she would be in big trouble, somehow she always was. Every night, she would be punished with different reasons. May it be that she didn't bow her head low enough or that she took too long completing an order. She feared disappointment at first; but gradually her fear doubled because of that whip. It was made of leather with small metal thorns at its tip. Those thorns were always used when she was especially bad, which to him was at least once a week even though she did everything asked of her. But who was she to argue? She knew that the only way to avoid getting whipped was for her to be good. She saw it in the eyes of the servants. They all knew she didn't deserve such cruel treatment. But just like her, there was nothing they could do.
'I have to get away. I have to keep running' her breathing became even heavier as she continued to run, fear occupying her conscious mind. 'If he can't catch me, I can't be punished' her face visibly paling at the thought of her punishment. 'I know it's just going to hurt badly. I'm so scared. I just know it. Oh boy, it's going to hurt. I'm sorry! I am so sorry!' her mind subconsciously pleading desperately for an apology.
As she was running for her life, a stunning figure came into mind. 'I will protect her though. That's right; I know I can protect her!' she thought as her resolve to protect her became strong.
The shivers running through her body made it look like she was a leaf floating in the wind, a terror-filled leaf that is. Her moist eyes made her look even smaller.
She would recuperate by the end of the following day; the beatings were never bad enough to slow her healing ability. He tested her ability as if she is a specimen.
'I'll hide! Maybe that way he won't be able to see me'
Naïve and pitiful thoughts filled her mind.
This particular night the beating was bad, bad enough to leave her bleeding even after two days. With that discovery, he snickered. And for the first time in her life, a smile scared her.
"I see. So you'll break if I hurt you that bad again huh?" he said with a sneer, tying her hands with a rope. Meaning, she was to stay there and that way for a while. Usually, he just threw her to one side in the attic 'till she fully recovered or was well enough for the following days' beating.
She hurriedly searched for a place to hide and found one in the hollow of a tree. As she hid her petite body, her ragged breathing slowed down to its normal pace. Shifting back, she covered her ears and shut her eyes tight. She silently sent a prayer to the gods.
When her body recovered some she decided to escape the confinements of her torture cell. Running with lightning speed, she reached the next town leaving a path of blood trails along the way. She had to make the pain stop even if it's just for a little while. She eventually collapsed when she halted her running in a clearing. Once she regained consciousness, she found herself lying in one of the most comfortable bed she ever laid on. Her fragile body was covered by a blanket as white as snow and a rag was placed on her head to cool it down. She looked around the room and her amethyst eyes found the most beautiful girl lying at the foot of the bed. And for some odd reason, she couldn't tear her eyes off her. She was so beautiful that all she could think of was that she was hers and that she would do whatever it takes to protect this girl, that she would do whatever the beautiful girl wished of her. For a young five-year-old shifter, that's a lot to accept and comprehend. They were taught to obey. It was their nature to do so. She knew she belonged to him. She was only ever allowed to feel pain, and taught that she was nothing without him. Every word that comes out of his lips was said to be law. Anything else that contradicts him was punishable by beating. But all of that changed. Any sign of fear and suffering leaving her features as she felt she was at home. Yes. She finally found where she belongs- with her. Right now, all that mattered was her. She was hers and only hers, forever.
'Please. Please. If there are gods, please help me!' her soul pleading hysterically to the heavens to hear her small plea.
As she cautiously opens an eye to observe her surroundings, she saw nothing. As she uncovers her ears to hear any type of unwanted sound and yet she heard nothing. She sees nothing. Hears nothing. Nothing. But to her dismay, she smells him. The scent, which she could easily recognize anywhere it belongs to him. Her eyes kept darting in every direction, to every shadow that has caught her attention. The shivering of her body grew violent. Her hope was the only thing she concentrated and tightly grasped on. "I'm safe. I'm okay." were the words that her mind recited to assure her of any danger.
She remembered falling asleep after gazing at her for so long she thought that time stopped. And as she woke up again while the day gave way to the night, she felt her cheek being lovingly caressed by warm, delicate hands.
"Hi" greeted the owner of the most beautiful voice, all the while giving her a chaste kiss on her now rosy cheek. As much as she wants to say something- anything at all, she just couldn't find her voice and so she just looked at her, eyes wide from both embarrassment and shock. She was furiously blushing, because she was simply so happy to have her skin touch to that of this girl.
"You're mine," she said to her in a tone that spoke of an unbreakable promise. The girls beautiful, long hair brushed her face in the process. It wasn't the first time she had heard those words but it was the first time she felt glee from those words.
"Yes… I am" came her shy yet firm reply to the said declaration. Taking in her surroundings, she saw maids running about dressed in all white, She furrow her brow with questions but as soon as she moved her eyes to meet that of the girl she was left speechless. She looked intently at her angel. She could tell that this girl had an intimidating aura around her and that her scent is of no ordinary being. As she took in the sight before her, one that will forever be engraved in her heart and mind, she saw that the girl was like a princess. They fell in a comfortable silence and together; they fell asleep seeking warmth from each other's touch.
Upon waking up, dread and fear overtook her senses. She immediately recognized that smell. It was HIS scent. She carefully but swiftly got up from the comfort of the bed and moved the hand that rested on top of hers and look straight at her angel. She knew she had to get away before anything bad comes forth to this girl. A person whom she knew meant too much for her to lose and get hurt because of her selfishness. She then shifted and stepped carefully away from the girl. But before stepping out, she glanced back to the peaceful sleeping figure and mouthed her goodbye. She then retreated silently into the night as not to wake her sleeping princess and alert her of her sudden departure.
Dawn was almost upon her.
She wearily closed her eyes as she continued to pray. She needed to keep praying. Or he would find her. She just knows it.
The smell got closer and her eyes immediately shot open. There. Right in front of her, he stood. Black fur covered his entire body. His eyes were red in anticipation and anger. He lay on the ground with his head on his paws right outside the opening of the hollow tree, staring right at her. He pounced hard and managed to knock the back of her head on the tree. As her eyes closes and slowly loses their vision, she managed to beg the gods for help once more.
"H-he-help" came her weak plea. She then fell unconscious.
When she woke up, she found out she was in the cellar of the mansion.
A small whimper broke out of her mouth. She just wanted it all to end, but how? How can she make it all end?!
"I'm sowiie, I'm sowwie!" she screams at the top of her voice, knowing full well it is of a futile attempt.
She felt him finish with the chains connecting her arms and legs together.
Then he did the single thing she dreaded the most. He smiled. A wicked grin showed upon his features, visibly showing every single tooth..
Her eyes widened and her vision blurred.
"This is your punishment."
She felt like a piece of meat. She was a piece of meat hanging from chains letting her air out. She felt the chains dig into her wrist and ankles it felt as if she had thick barbwire around each wrist each little spike was digging deeper and deeper in. The hot blood running down her arms and legs were a comfort giving her some warmth, some sense of being alive.
She shivered with so much vigor. She knew exactly what was to happen next.
"Goodnight" He kissed her forehead and left her hanging on a pipe.
Her body was making an odd curved backwards shape. She looked almost like a hammock, bend in this distorted form gave gravity more force and her body less mobility.
"No… No…No…" she cried out loud. "Please! I beg of you!" This was certainly new to her. He never left her with chain. It was always a rope. And the worst part is, he hasn't attempted to break a single bone yet!
As she felt the chains dig deep into her skin, she started to cry out in fear and pain.
Her mind was going a million miles a minute and none of the thoughts were useful.
Her stomach rumbled. "Ha ha… Shh, be a good tummy now."
She laughed sarcastically as she remembered she hadn't eaten a single bite for the whole day. All she knew was that she was so scared that she lost her appetite.
'I can't protect anyone' She thought to herself.
In all the time she was hanging from there contemplating the blood that was now making a small pool under her she started reminiscing what cause the original punishment3 days ago. She had been in her room in the attic of the mansion. More like her prison cell but this was all she owned. It was hers alone although there was no bed or a toy. There was nothing. She had not heard him enter. He came in and watched her. She had no idea. She was concentrating so hard and lost in her own thoughts. Begging… pleading. She was so scared.
She felt the hot liquid run down her arms as gravity pulled her down. The chains dug deeper on her delicate skin. But he didn't bother crying. There was no point in doing so. So she decided to sleep.
"Wake up, now." He said, as he lifted her off the pipe.
"Ahhhhhhh" she screamed as she became aware of how painful her body felt at the moment. The excruciating pain travelled from her wrists down to her ankles. It was paralyzing. Her vision blurred, this time from the pain she felt all over her petite frame.
"Oh darn. Look at the mess you made." he commented.
She couldn't stop whimpering while lying on the cold, hard floor.
"Daddy… Please stop this…" she managed to utter before her environment died down to darkness.
"You are mine Himeko, just mine," he said before breaking into another sneer.
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