DO NOT SEND HATE MAIL… I HAVE ADDED A HERO TO A STORY THAT NEEDED ONE…THIS STORY IS BASED ON REAL EVENTS… IF YOU KNOW ANYONE LIKE THIS LITTLE GIRL, PLEASE BE THE HERO THEY NEED…
The little girl saw her dad packing her little suitcase and knew it was time to go visit her mom and 'Aunt Pat'. She hated these visits. She hated Aunt Pat. She hated Aunt Pat's kids. She hated that her mom was always busy smoking those funny smelling cigarettes and making funny noises in her bedroom. The only thing she liked was that on these weekends she got to see her sister.
Her step mom, Sandy, told her to go get her brush out of the bathroom. The little girl climbed up on her stepstool her dad had made for her and grabbed her brush and her tooth brush and tooth paste. She knew Sandy would tell her to go back if she didn't have them. After she grabbed her tooth paste off the counter, she looked in the mirror. Her straight brown hair was in a braid with a light blue ribbon to match her frilly dress. She had some of Sandy's make-up on her face to cover the bruise under her eye and her lips were still puffy and sore from the Lava soap she had to eat the day before. She hadn't meant to pee on herself, it just happened. At least at Aunt Pat's trailer she wouldn't have to wear the dresses, ruffled panties, ruffled tights and shiny shoes. She could run around in t-shirts and cut off shorts. 'Maybe Dale and Tommy will be out camping this weekend.' The little girl thought to herself as her tummy grumbled. 'Another good thing, at least at Aunt Pat's house she can eat all she wants.'
She wandered back out into the living room where her dad was waiting on her. Sandy put her hand out for the brushes and paste.
"Hurry up, give it here." Sandy said impatiently. She then wrapped them up in their own plastic bags and handed them to the girl's dad so he could put them in the case. Sandy then handed her a paper cup full of water and some vitamins.
"Here, take these. Who knows what germs you'll bring back here…"
"Yeth ma'am." The little girl said as she took the pills and water. She winced as the pills scratched her already sore throat.
"Come on, Pumpkin. Let's go." Her dad said as he held out his hand to her. The girl took her father's hand and walked out with him to the garage to get into his big white Ford pick up truck.
"Helen! Hey, Baby Girl! I missed you!" Her mom yelled as the girl climbed down out of her dad's big truck. Helen was looking around to see where her sister was.
"Whereth Debbie at Momma?" She asked.
"Oh, she's inside, playing with Suzy. You go ahead on in, I'll be there in a sec, I wanna talk to your Dad."
Helen wandered into the three bedroom trailer home and looked around. She smiled when she saw her younger sister's red hair in the hall way. She was wearing her panties and nothing else, so Helen walked over to her and took her into their bedroom and found her a shirt and some shorts. As they were heading back out to the living room, Helen saw Dale come out of the bathroom.
'oh no…' she thought to herself. This was not going to be a fun weekend after all. She didn't cry though, she just went to the couch and climbed up so she could see her parents talking. Her Mom said something that made her Dad mad, because he threw the coffee cup in his hand at her and said some bad words. Her Mom then walked over and got in his face and yelled some more bad words and some other stuff that was so fast, she couldn't make it out. Then her Dad yelled again, turned, got in his truck and left with his tires making loud squealing sounds.
"I gueth he didn't want to thay g'bye…" Helen said to Debbie.
"It otay sissy, ah wuv you." was Debbie's response as she hugged her sister.
Helen ignored the tears that slid down her make up covered cheek as she smiled at her sister.
Later that day Helen and Debbie were sitting in the hall way playing with some leggos when Tommy came up behind her and picked her up. He turned her around so he was face to face with her. She squirmed and tried to get out of his arms, but he held her tight.
"I don' wanna play! Pumme down! MOMMY!" She screamed.
"Oh, she forgot to tell you, she left with my mom. I'm watching you guys." Tommy informed the little girl with a grin on his face.
"NO!" Helen screamed as Tommy began to walk toward the back bedroom with her kicking and hitting him. He opened the bedroom door and set Helen down on the bed. He then removed both of their clothing and looked at her.
"Don't be like that, you know you like it when we play…" She looked down at the floor silently with tears rolling down her cheeks, wishing once again that she was never born.
Hours later, Helen and Debbie were hiding in their favorite place, under the Mulberry tree in the woods by the trailer park. The sun was setting and Helen was trying to decide if the girls were going to go home or stay in the woods. She had grabbed some sodas, crackers and hot dogs from the fridge and packed them in a small bag with some clothes.
"We're gonna thtay here." Helen said to her sister. "you go thleep. I watch out for you. I pomith. "
Debbie curled up next to her sister, using her lap as a pillow.
Pamela Ravenscroft felt herself come back to life as the sun set over South Bend, Indiana. She dug herself up out of the ground and brushed off the dirt from her clothing and stretched out her muscles even though they did not need it. She looked around and sniffed the air. She was hungry. Hunting traitors for Sophie Anne was proving to be both boring and draining. The air shifted and Pam got a whiff of something sweet. She shifted her gaze toward the scent and what she saw, surprised her. There, under an old mulberry tree were to small children, young girls actually. Pam zoomed over to them at vampire speed and the older of the two looked up at her.
"Hewo, Ma'am…" Helen said to the pretty blonde woman.
"Hey there, Tea Cup. Might I ask what you are doing out after dark by yourself?" As Pam asked the question, she noticed the small girls smelled like a mixture of some sort of Supe and male fluids. This made her livid. 'how could someone… they are so little… ' She thought to herself.
"TeaCup, how old are you?" Pam asked Helen.
"I'm fife, Ma'am… Debbie ith free… you not gonna make uth go back are you? I don wanna go back…" Helen said as she pulled her sister close.
"No, TeaCup. I'm not going to make you go back. What is your name?"
"Hewen"
"What happened, TeaCup? Who hurt you? Why don't you want to go home?" Pam noticed the packed bag, the poorly covered bruises, the chemical burns on Helen's mouth, the parts of bruises that wrapped around to the sides of her legs from the back of her legs and the scrawny, boney frame of the five year old.
"I'm not thpothed to tell… not nobody… " She reached for her bag slowly, because she was sore, and pulled out a soda and some crackers and a hot dog. She then looked at Pam and asked if she wanted some.
"No, TeaCup, I am on a special diet… is that all you brought with you? Surely that isn't enough to keep you two going…"
"it'th ok… Hey, whatth your name?"
"Pamela Ravenscroft, but you can call me Miss Pam, if you like… I have to go get some dinner, I will bring you back some if you promise to stay right here… do you promise? I will find you something much better than what ever that is…"
"will you bring me thome cheethebuger an frieth? I weawy am hungwy… If I thtay right here until you git back?"
"Yes, Teacup, I will bring both you and your sister a cheese burger and fries… and some chocolate milk…. You like that, don't you?"
"Ooo, Yeth, Mith Pam… What do I have to do fow it?… do you have choreth for me?"
"No, I just thought you might …. No, Teacup, just wait here and I will be back soon, ok?"
"Yeth, Mith Pam."
Pam then listened for anyone in the area and found the closest non animals were a couple miles away so she headed in the direction she remembered there being a shopping center with a fast food restaurant. Once she was on her way, she called her Maker on her phone.
"Pamela…" He greeted.
"Master, I… I need a favor… I want something… I want it more than I have wanted anything in my two hundred years… will you help me?"
"What is it Mitt Barn… the bond is all over the place."
"When I rose this evening, I came across two small children… girls… 5 and 3... Master, they are being abused… they are covered in bruises and I smelled semen on both of them… they are in the woods now hiding in a crude fort of some sort, I believe it is their hiding place on a regular basis… Master, I want to bring them home with me… Please… I can't leave them here… to live that day to day… " She begged into her phone. The only thing she heard from the other end was a growl.
"Human?" She heard her GrandSire ask.
"Not completely, I do not believe." She responded.
"Call Ludwig… have her check them over, get them out of the woods for the night, call me after you talk to Ludwig… I will look into the matter from here…. Be careful my childe… " Said The Northman and then he disconnected.
Pam found a quick meal for herself and then set out to grab a couple things for the girls in addition to their food. She grabbed some P.J.s. 's and slippers and made a call to a hotel downtown to get a room for her and the girls. Finally, she stopped at McDonalds and got them a couple cheese burgers and some fries and chocolate shakes and headed back toward the woods. She found Helen and Debbie exactly where she had left them. They were both fast asleep, so she shifted the bags she was carrying and picked up both girls and headed toward the hotel downtown. Once she got there and got checked in, she laid the girls down on the sofa in the suite and called Ludwig. Then she ordered clothing and breakfast items to be delivered early in the morning.
Dr. Ludwig arrived in her usual way and went straight to the girls on the sofa. She began cursing in a language Pam did not know.
"What is the meaning of this?" The tiny doctor asked, sounding pissed.
"I… I found them in the woods. Are they going to be ok? Have they been… damaged?" Pam asked.
Dr. Ludwig looked at the vampire in front of her for a moment. She was confused. She had never seen Pamela upset before except for the time The Viking had canceled her credit cards days before fashion week. She was exponentially more upset now, as she looked at the two small sisters. Amy took some instruments out of her bag and began to examine the girls.
After half an hour she turned to the vampire and spoke.
"The older girl is half starved, has chemical burns in her mouth, throat and on her genitals, numerous cuts, bumps and bruises… all in various stages of healing… and her collar bone has a fracture that is healing slowly on it's own… the smaller child has some bruising and is slightly malnourished…. Both girls, as I am sure you know, have been suffering repeated sexual abuse… If you had not found them, the older girl would be dead with in a week, and the younger one would have probably only lasted a short while after… and , no, they are not fully human, barely human actually… I am getting a mix of races… Fae, Dae, Shifter and Demi?… maybe? I'm not sure, I will have to run some tests…"
"Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw… Do you have any idea what houses?" Pam asked.
"Not sure…. " Amy re packed her bag. "Feed them well and get them the hell out of the area… If you are not willing to care for them, let me know and I will find them a foster family… I have one in mind that I believe will be a good fit…" The small doctor says as she heads for the door to the hotel room. "I will expect my payment by the end of the coming week." And then she was gone.
Pam gently woke the girls so they could eat and get cleaned up. She then tucked them both into a large bed after telling them that when they woke, she would be asleep, but she would have a friend to take care of them until she woke and that her friend could be trusted and if they needed anything, to let Miss Amelia know.
"Mith Pam, you gwow pweddy. Thweep tight. … and fank you."
"Teacup, can you see me glow?"
"Yeth Ma'am… itth pweddy… wike weaw wight bwue."
"Thank you, now off to bed with you, little girls need their rest." Pamela replied, trying not to think about the evening's events so far.
Helen and woke late the next afternoon and saw her sister was still sleeping. She climbed down out of the huge bed and looked around the room. She saw lots of bags sitting on a couch in one corner, a cart full of different foods sitting next to a ginormous table with a bunch of chairs around it and finally, she saw a lady sitting in one of the big soft chairs reading a book. She had long, curly, dark brown hair. It was in two braids that hung down the sides of her face. She sat there quietly watching the girl.
"Awe you Amewia?" Helen asked the lady.
"Yes, Teacup. I am Amelia, Miss Pam's friend."
"Hi, Amewia. You bery pwetty. C… can I eat thome of that?" Helen asked as she pointed to the cart of food.
"Of course you can, honey, that is what it is here for." Amelia told the little girl while thinking to herself, those poor babies… I hope Eric lets Pam keep them…
Amelia helped Helen up into a chair and loaded her a plate with as much protein as she thought the little girl could stomach, she then looked toward the bed because she heard a sound and saw the younger, ginger girl look at her with wide eyes.
"Sissy?…" Debbie asked with a sleepy and shaky voice.
"She is right here, baby girl. Why don't you join us so we can get you some breakfast too!" Amelia said to the younger one, trying to keep her voice light and welcoming.
Debbie scrambled down off the bed and wandered over to the table where she saw Helen stuffing her face with bacon and eggs. She let Amelia help her up into a chair and fix her a plate. As soon as Amelia sat back down, Deb began devouring the food on her plate. Both girls never took their eyes off Amelia while they ate.