Okay so I am doing like, four stories now, so I may wait a while to post this. I may post it right now. Either way, I want to know if this is a good idea. I haven't read a Tiger's fan fic on this yet, so I built my own. As always, on to the story.

Lokesh stood, powerful and strong, overlooking his office view. Skyscrapers illuminated the dark sky, snot letting the dark envelop the city. It was times like these Lokesh found the humanity to give credit to the quims of the present day. Of course, they were weak, but they could do much without magic.

"My lord, I have acquired the information you seek. Do you wish to hear it now?" a small voice squeaked from the doorway. Ah, of course, he thought. He quickly brought his emotions in check, which had been raging with anticipation for the last half hour.

"Tell me," Lokesh's voice echoed powerfully through the enclosed, bleak space. Not only a few months ago had he swept the tiger's princess right from their paws, but he was also intelligent enough to remain one step ahead of the princes. Or two.

"She will be having twins," the servant stammered, obviously aware this would displease his master. His anger flare momentary, and a vase was sent off the desk, shattering against the door. The man winced where glass sliced through his shoulder, but Lokesh ignored him.

He quietly remembered the night, torturing his dear Kelsey until her tears ran down with blood. He had then allowed several days for her recovery. In only a handful of weeks, Kelsey Hayes would bear his child. Or children in this case.

"Will there be a son?" He inquired, voice as thick as bubbling tar.

"Yes, my Lord."

"And a girl I am to presume?" Lokesh's voice had reached a dangerous note.

"Y-yes."

"Exterminate it." Lokesh sighed. He really didn't care for the dirty work. No need to get his new suit blemished.

"That is just it sir, we can't without killing the male."

Ashryn Hayes was still a small child, but an intelligent one at that. She was only six at the time, sneaking the halls of the mansion. She wasn't allowed outside, but that didn't matter. She knew as long as Lokesh didn't see her, she could get away with it.

Ashryn had spent the day in the garden, pulling weeds that bothered her, sometimes a flower, and listening to what each flower was as the sweet voices of the slaves told her. Her hair no doubt had grass in it, and more dirt than not. Mother would clean it for her though, she just had to sneak back in.

The halls were mostly deserted. The occasional butler would stroll the halls, but they never took notice of her. She sprinted corridor to corridor. Her bare feet padded noiselessly across the plush rugs. She was almost at her mother's door when voices became apparent down the hall. Ashryn froze and darted behind the closest door.

"Of course father." She heard the childish timbre of her brother echo. She risked a peek at her twin and noticed he was staring up at his father with pride. It was hard to impress her father, but Loki never stopped trying. He was convinced if his father, Lokesh, was sure enough of his son to share most of his name with him, Lokesh cared about him.

Ashryn believed the opposite of Loki, but that was just because if she ever got within ten yards of Lokesh, she would be whipped in the basement until her blood covered the floor and she was faint from blood loss. More than once she had lost her voice screaming in absolute horror and agony. Her mother had taken days to heal Ashryn. It was also one of the few time she saw her mum stand up to her father. He knocked her so hard she still has a car across her cheekbone where she cut it, bashing into the table. But this was life for Ashryn.

"No," Her father's voice boomed. "You do not understand. You are a foolish boy, and a pathetic on at that. You cannot even kill a man properly, how can your half-witted mind even begin to believe you are important. I could easily dispose of you and replace you with a child of promise!" Lokesh had grasped Loki by the collar of his button up shirt up pushed him against the wall. "Next time you do as I say, or it will be the last." Lokesh released his son, turned on his heel, and strutted back down the path.

"Loki," Ashryn whispered. He turned. She quickly took in the fact his lip and nose were bleeding, and there were shallow cuts along his color bone, crimson blood seeping onto the cloth of his shirt.

"Ash!" He hissed, darting to here she hid. "Go away. You don't belong here. Get back in the room."

"I was heading back. Come with me."

"I can't."

"Why can't you?"

"I let father down." Ashryn always noticed how Loki looked up to his father, with the same amount of hatred he seemed to have for him. More than not, when he punished Ashryn, Loki would find out. He had tried to help the first two times, but learned to stay out. It killed him inside to watch someone hurt his sister. He couldn't upset his father though.

"That is father, not mother."

"But I deserve to be punished." It broke Ashryn's heart to hear this. It wasn't the first time he said it either. She loved her little brother, just as he loved his little sister. Neither sibling knew who was older, so they each accepted the older sibling role.

"Please," She prodded. "You still are a good person. Mum would want to see you."

"Only for a moment." He sighed, giving in to his sisters desires. As much as he wanted his father to love him, he did love Ashryn.

Kelsey Hayes sat on the windowsill, feet tucked under her weary body. She was fragile, and severally underfed, but that was her own doing. She couldn't remember a time in the past seven years when she had felt actual joy. She was a shell, a robotic version of herself. She wasn't sure if her soul was hiding, protecting itself from Lokesh and his grasp, or if she had died altogether.

A yard of crisp greens and light breezes stretched out in front of her, mocking her with freedom. Seven years she thought. I haven't seen them for seven years. More tears traveled the dried paths of the salted water that had been flowing earlier. She had resolved to kill herself early on. Lokesh wouldn't allow it. He sent guards with her everywhere. She had tried on several occasions, yet that all ceased when her children were born.

At first, she expected to hate the children. They had him in their blood. It was love at first sight for her though. The moment she looked at her baby girls deep brown eyes, and her sons matching pair, she couldn't leave them. She was the only thing that could protect them in this awful upbringing.

Kelsey brought her hand up, mostly skin and bones, and beat a weak fist against the solid glass. She though she heard it creak though the footsteps behind her told her it was only the door hinges. Stealing a glace, she spotted her children, her only soul left. Loki was with Ashryn. He rarely came to see her. Kelsey loved her son, and she got the feeling he loved her too, but Lokesh's influence was strong on him. She was worried about him.

Ashryn was shorter than Loki by a head. She was a late bloomer anyway. Both had gotten Kelsey's eyes. Loki got her hair, a rich coffee, and Ashryn's was a midnight black. Standing next to each other, Kelsey could see her children's faces bore Lokesh's chin, brow, and stature. Ashryn was also the talker of the two, never having a filter.

"Mother? Loki came with me this time. He was with father. I think father was hurting him again. He also threatened Loki. I don't want him hurt." The dried blood clung to Loki's body, hurting his mother with every glance. He walked, tall and proud over to her, and enveloped his mother in hug. She was thin enough he could easily wrap his six year old arms around her with plenty of room to spare. Neither child worried about Kelsey's weight. They had grown up seeing her like that.

"Loki Hayes," She half sobbed in a way only a mother could. "What has he done to you?" She pulled back, wiping some of his blood off of his chin.

"Father was teaching me to be strong," He smiled. He was proud. "I didn't even cry this time." Her heart snapped again, shattering to microscopic pieces.

"Both of you go to bed, please." Kelsey could see Ashryn had some words about her brother's "being strong" comment. She held up a finger. "No words sweetheart, just go to bed my rajkumari."

"You never told me what that means." Ashryn whined as she crawled into her bed, Loki's across the room.

"Someday I'll tell you." Kelsey headed to her bed. "Someday."

And with that, all three Hayes fell asleep. It wasn't until a crash startled them awake, did Ashryn realize, this day was going to be different.

Wow, okay. I have never typed so much for one chapter. I, personally, love this idea. I have had it before, just never wrote it down. I may be killing myself here, with a fourth story, but I am in the zone with this. I will most likely be updating this more often than the others, at least for now. Love you to all who take time to read, comment, follow, and just enjoy my story.

~TigerWarrior