For those of you that see this story, you're probably thinking stuff like, "Why did you stop writing chapters for The Reaper? (My other Vindictus Fanfic.)" I did stop because I'm not very pleased with it. I'm thinking about shutting it down entirely actually, but I'll keep it in case I do want to continue it.
So for now, I'm making another Vindictus fanfiction. One that I like a lot better since it doesn't really follow the plot of Vindictus. Only some parts of the Vindictus storyline will be in this fanfiction, such as the mercenary training outpost and some of the bosses so it's not going to be predictable.
And Elizabeth is Vella.
Anyways, enough of my ranting. On with the story!
(Disclaimer: I do not own anything on Vindictus. Just my OC's)
True freedom is when you allow yourself to be free.
Five Years Ago. . .
"Take it all in you whore!" Frederick growled as he thrusted violently into Elizabeth. She subtly winced in pain as he had his way with her.
Elizabeth Courtland is an sixteen year old girl that works as a maid in the mansion of Sir Frederick. She was about the average height which is 1.6 meters tall. But beyond that, all the uses for the word "average" went right out the window. Elizabeth was a beautiful girl who had the right tone of crimson to her hair that complemented her green eyes and her fair skin. She had full lips, ample breasts, and a set of heart-stopping curves. Everything that a man would want for an outer appearance of a girl.
A disgusting scumbag like Frederick who had his eye on Elizabeth since the day he laid his eyes on her. It didn't help that his wife noticed his fixation on Elizabeth and treated her horribly. So why is Elizabeth working for them, you ask?
Well it's all because of one reason. Frederick is paying for her brother's education. He was barely twelve years old. Elizabeth and her brother, Sebastian, came from a very poor family that barely survived off of fishing in the Malina Sea. The day Elizabeth's parents suddenly died from a bandit attack, she and Sebastian were taken in by Frederick. Elizabeth knew very well that the bandits who murdered their parents were hired by Frederick, she had seen the note on his desk when she was cleaning. But of course she couldn't report it, she was a woman. No one listened to women.
Ever since, Frederick had been trying to get to Elizabeth alone with him and that day had finally arrived. His wife was out shopping for bread and Sebastian was in school. It was just him and her.
Frederick groaned as he began to thrust harder and faster. "Oh my Elizabeth, you're so tight." He said lustfully.
Elizabeth couldn't do anything. She tried to resist earlier with words earlier when he was cornering her, but now there was nothing she could do. If she did try to resist, he could easily have her executed. And without her around he would throw Sebastian out into the streets to fend for himself.
For now, all she could do was just... play along as the obedient maid. When Frederick finished inside of Elizabeth and left her alone in her room on her bed, she wept. She wanted her parents to be there that moment to comfort her, but they were gone. Murdered by a scumbag. She finished weeping and tossed her blood-stained sheets under her bed and shrugged her clothes back on, keeping a handkerchief in her panties to absorb all the sperm and the blood that was still seeping out.
As the hours went by as she continued working, trying to ignore the pain between her legs, she thought about a way to run away with Sebastian. Away from this living hell. Frederick was nowhere to be seen.
Elizabeth kept telling herself that it was a bad idea as she began to stuff supplies into a sack. Food, camel bags filled with water, and extra clothes for herself and Sebastian.
"What do you think you're doing?" She froze. Frederick was in the doorway to the kitchen. He held out his hand, "hand that sack over." She obediently gave him the sack and he examined the contents.
He sighed. "I'll tell you this. I'll forgive you for trying to steal from me if you come to my room in a few minutes." He grinned lustfully.
Elizabeth was reminded of the pain between her legs and didn't want to go through that ever again. "No," she said in a firm tone. She immediately covered her mouth, realizing what she had done.
Frederick's grin disappeared and his face contorted into a scowl. "What did you say?" He growled.
Elizabeth shook where she stood, "I-I-I- my deepest apologies!" She cried out, bowing. "I didn't mean it!"
"I'll teach you a lesson. No one talks back to me." He growled and struck her with his fist.
She fell back from the force and didn't have time to get back up properly before Frederick pulled her up by her hair and swung again, his fist connecting with her cheek. Light and darkness reeled. Another blow, hard enough that she felt the warmth of her blood on her face before she felt the pain.
"Elizabeth!" Both Frederick and her froze as they turned to see Sebastian in the doorway. "Stop hurting her!" He dropped his bag and tackled Frederick. He had let go of Elizabeth's hair and both Frederick and Sebastian went tumbling to the ground in a struggle.
Elizabeth watched in horror as Frederick threw Sebastian across the room and his back hit the wall. "You insolent boy." Frederick growled as he wiped away a bead of blood from his lip. "Well come on then, you think you're tough don't you?" He taunted.
Sebastian roared as he charged at Frederick again. Frederick caught him by the shoulders and kneed Sebastian in the gut. The air was knocked out of Sebastian as he haunched over in pain.
"Not so tough now are you?" Frederick smirked as he grabbed a kitchen knife from a drawer and approached Sebastian.
"No!" Elizabeth cried out as she threw herself at him only to be thrown back against the wall.
"You're next after I'm done with him." Frederick smirked and pinned Sebastian to the floor. Sebastian grabbed both of Frederick's wrists as Frederick tried to plunge the blade into Sebastian's chest.
Sebastian looked at Elizabeth, "Sis, you have to fight..." He said, struggling to keep the knife away.
"But I can't!" Elizabeth cried out.
"Don't let society decide what you can and can't do!" Sebastian yelled. "We live in a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak." He growled at Frederick.
"Spare me the ranting." Frederick laughed as he had a strength contest with Sebastian.
"Only the victors are allowed to live, sis! This world is merciless like that! You have to fight, if you don't fight you can't win!" Sebastian pleaded to Elizabeth.
"Shut up!" Frederick said before putting his whole weight down on the knife. It was too much for Sebastian and the knife's blade plunged deep into Sebastian's chest. Sebastian's breathing became hoarse and gurgled as the blade embedded itself deep into his lung. Blood filled his lungs and he drowned, exhaling his last breath.
Elizabeth watched in horror. Her brother, the only family she had left.
Dead.
Frederick stood up and sighed, looking at Elizabeth. "Well, that was certainly enticing. Now then, I have a final proposition for you. Come to bed with me and I'll let you live and stay here in this mansion."
She didn't even hear Frederick. Her whole world had collapsed and everything was silent as she stared wide-eyed at her brother's pale body.
"Did you hear what I said?" Frederick asked.
Finally, Elizabeth snapped out of her trance. Something inside the back of her head had clicked on as she stood up. Frederick saw a whole different expression painted on Elizabeth's face.
"No," She said.
"What?" He said.
"I said no," she growled. Then she suddenly roared and threw herself at Frederick, catching him off guard. They went down in a tumbling heap and she landed on top of him. She grabbed the hand that held the knife and sunk her teeth into it.
Frederick cried out as he began to lay a flurry of punches all over Elizabeth with his free hand. The pain only made her bite down harder on his hand and he finally let go of the knife when she tore off a piece of his hand. He screamed in pain as he held his hand. Elizabeth quickly picked up the knife and stabbed Frederick over and over and over again. Each time, blood trailing the knife as she pulled it out of his chest.
It was an eternity before she stopped her fury of stabbing. Everything was silent except for the rain outside. Elizabeth's breathing slowed to a resting pace as the adrenaline left her system. The realization of what she had done hit her harder than a tidal wave. Then she crawled over to Sebastian's body.
Tears escaped her eyes as she cupped his face, wanting a sign that he was going to be okay to show on his expression. But it wasn't going to be okay. Her brother had gone back to Erinn and there was nothing she could do about it. She wept silently to herself as she knelt next to her brother's lifeless body.
"I'm home!"
Elizabeth stopped weeping in an instant. That was Frederick's wife. She heard the footsteps approaching the kitchen and she hid in the shadows with the knife in her hand. When she heard his wife gasp, Elizabeth leaped out of the shadows and pounced her and ran the knife through her neck. In a few moments, she died as well.
There was no time for her to stay there. She had to leave as soon as possible before someone else found the bodies. She quickly went back into the kitchen to close Sebastian's eyes and giving him a final kiss on the forehead before getting out of the mansion with the sack she had stuffed things into earlier. She tossed the knife into the sack and ran for the stable. She saddled a horse and took off into the stormy night.
"You can't be serious." Nyle said to Brynn. They had found Elizabeth unconscious and leaning against a tree in the forest.
"She's going to die if we don't help her." Brynn said, feeling her faint pulse.
"Since when did you care about other people?" Nyle retorted.
"I don't," he said bluntly, "but I won't have a clean conscience if I don't help this young lady." Brynn said as he picked up Elizabeth bridal style.
"Do whatever you please," Nyle said, leading the way back to Colhen.
Hopefully this chapter wasn't a disaster.
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