Hello people!
Today I'm going to write something I had promised one of my best friends. A prequel to be exact prior the events in Old friend from the past. This was on my mind for some time and finally I will post it.
Blake's parents names:
Adrian- Blake's father
Layla- Blake's mother
Enjoy.
It was a busy day as always for the couple of mad scientists. They didn't work for anyone, only for themselves. The thing they did for a living was experimenting on unknown races or sometimes even creating artificial life forms. A lot of rich people were searching them to do their work. And sometimes even a low class of royal scientists were paying crazy money for their reports of their projects.
And when you have a lot of money you have to spend them on something so they decided to be a techno-gothic inspired mansion. The mansion had black outlines with some part bluish grey and most of the part was white.
Now they were working at their underground laboratory.
"Finally we finished this one as well." grinned Adrian.
He was very happy at how this experiment turned out. He and his wife Layla were experimenting on another new life form that looked like a jelly had humanoid body at the same time.
"Dear look at this one. It's so perfect. What do you think should be the name of the experiment subject." she clapped her hands and had her smug look on the face.
"I don't know honey. We will think about this later. We have three more days till we finish."
Layla giggled.
"Let's think about something we discussed for so long. We need a descendant who will have my brain and your looks, boy to be exact. A child that will continue what we started. And even if he doesn't like it we will manage to force it on him. After all we aren't immortal."
"For sure honey, if we were immortal we wouldn't go to this measures."
She kissed passionately her husband which later turned into a make-out session and then into something more.
Two weeks later Layla was pregnant.
The couple continued with their work as usual like the baby didn't exist.
Layla also went to the doctor for regular checkups at first, but later stopped doing it.
The pregnancy was smooth, but everything has an end to it.
It was the one checkup that will reveal the baby's sex.
She prayed with her whole hurt to be a boy.
"Congratulations, you are going to have a baby girl." The doctor was sincerely smiling.
The word girl didn't stop echoing in her mind. She was about to snap, but controlled it very well. So she fake smiled at the news.
"I'm happy." those words were like a poison to her.
She returned from her checkup at the doctor.
She was now furious.
"What's the matter honey?" he asked with a smile.
She glared at him.
"We are going to have a daughter."
She punched the wall furiously.
Both of them were disappointed, because they wanted a baby boy.
She didn't want the baby.
She tried to kill it first by starving. She only eat a bare minimum so she wouldn't go into an unconsciousness.
"Now that I don't eat, you won't survive." she laughed a bit on the insane side of things.
That was only for some weeks until the next checkup. That was to make sure she was slowly dying.
In that way nobody would get suspicious.
The baby was miraculously still alive. The mother couldn't believe it.
She still wanted to kill her, but didn't try any further. First she will soon give birth and second because of some Vestal laws. Well it didn't matter anymore, because she planned to make the baby's life hell.
Now it was time for her labor.
She was there eight agonizing hours.
"Congratulations on the newborn."
The baby cried.
Layla had stoic face when she looked at the baby. The baby had unusually pale white skin with short black purple hair.
A nurse arrived for the registration of the baby.
"Exuse me Ma'am what will be the baby's name?" she asked kindly.
Layla thought for a second."
"Blake."
The nurse wrote the name and some other information and sprinted somewhere.
"Because you are a sin created by Satan and you'll forever be like this. That's why I named you Blake. Black like hell."
Later she was talking to her husband while the baby was asleep.
"I definitely do not want to care for this mere existence. I regret the day we done this."
"I totally agree with you, but we can't let the baby die. We will get into loads of trouble for this. How about this? We won't care for her and we will call a nanny to do this job for us. The nanny will care for the baby till she turns four years ago. After then she is half alone till eighteen.
"That's a good plan. I do not want to see that black seed in front of my eyes now. The project is more important than this mere existence."
Baby Blake cried.
"What does that thing want?" growled her father.
"Maybe she is hungry."
"Then go and feed her."
And her mom went to the kitchen to warm up some baby food, while her dad was talking to a nanny.
The nanny started working for the parents tomorrow. The nanny cared for the baby as promised for a high payment so she could be kept for longer. The nanny was the one to see her first steps, talk and the way she grew up.
After she turned four she was into her biological parents care. They were of course more interested in their work than her. Most of the time she was ignored, but when she wasn't bad things would happen.
"You will do what we say. We are your parents, we are the one in charge. You will obey at our orders or you will have severe punishment."
Blake was scared, but had her stoic façade – a thing not common among kids.
She learned to hide them so she could escape extreme beatings and punishments and also because for her parents emotions were for weaklings.
"It's your fault at the things that happen here. You hear me." the man yelled and she slapped her with a belt on her arm twice.
Blake was scared and nodded.
"Good girl, now get out of my sight before I personally beat you to death."
The girl understood what her father meant. She grabbed a coat very fast and made her exit very fast.
She could hear now her father's voice like an echo.
She escaped the mansion and went to one of the three forests that surrounded the mansion. She put her coat, because outside it was raining and went to her usual place. Her parents forgot about her on a daily basis and she was used to this.
"What have I done to them?" a little tear escaped her eye.
Sadly this wouldn't be the end of the torture. It would be the beginning of it.
I hope you like it.
See you soon.