The Guild of Shadows
Child abuse, Attempted rape of minor
Chapter 1
In a dark room in the heart of London sat a young small girl. Small, as she was short for her age at barely 3 foot tall and 2 ½ stone. You could clearly see the signs of neglect on the child with bruises new and old on the side of her face and neck. However the most obvious sign is the scaring to her eyes, once striking emerald green that used to seeming glow in the dark now, has a milky white film covering them with only hints of the original glow.
Flashback
A 3 year old girl with long black hair reaching just between her shoulders sat curled up her in her cupboard under the stairs. A cupboard that she has been in for over a year and a half from what she can remember, in her aunt and uncles house where she has been since her parents died. She had been thinking over her short life and wondering why she was in this place, wondering what had happened to her parents which meant she was no longer with them.
Suddenly her door was thrown open by her cousin. A very fat looking boy that could be mistaken for a young killer whale, with short blond hair and blue eyes, he had what could count as an evil smile on his young face. Grabbing her by her hair he forcibly started to drag her into the kitchen, while she screamed and tried to fight back, a fist into her stomach and face soon stopped her screaming and fighting. Dudley's friend Piers started to hold her small frame down while pinning her head down and holding it still.
"You're gonna get it now freak! Let's see how long you last when you can't see anymore." Cackled Dudley as Piers laughed at her.
'Oh no' she prayed 'please no' she repeated as she tried to beg for it not to happen. Screwing her eyes shut hoping to prevent it from happening, while trying to fight free and escape but it wouldn't happen. She knew she was too thin to fight them. Boys who ate all they could, she felt a punch to her stomach, her eyes flew open and she started to scream as a cold liquid started to hit them.
End flashback
The young girl sighed in her room as she remembered that day, as hard as she fought the end was inevitable for her. The bleach to her eyes had burned them badly. Her aunt had stormed in the room to shut her up in case the neighbors heard her. From what she had heard, after her aunt saw the bottle in 'little Dudders' hand she had grabbed it before he hurt himself or Piers, whereas she had stuffed something in her mouth to prevent the screaming and thrown her back in her cupboard.
Two days later she was taken to the hospital as her aunt realized the neighbors knew she lived there. They had smuggled her out early the next morning while her uncle threatened her to stay silent or her tongue would be the next to go. Her uncle told some story to the doctors at the hospital. Then came the conclusion that she didn't want to hear, the damage was too much and left for too long and she would remain blind there was nothing that they could do. The hospital was given a fake address and information, which really started to worry her but her uncle's threat, was still fresh so she remained quiet and she was led quickly from the hospital and thrown into the back of the car for an hour until she was stuffed in the boot.
She hated that boot it smelled, was small and had lots of objects that poked her and left small cuts. She had fallen asleep and was woken as she was forcibly thrown over a shoulder shortly before she was thrown to the floor as a door bell was rung and the sounds of a heavy person ... well she would say running, but it was her uncle so she would say waddling away quickly and the sounds of a car driving away.
That was how she ended up here at St Andrew's orphanage for the lost. It was a god forsaken place, strict and sometimes cruel staff with children that even though they were all forgotten and abandoned, they all banded together to pick on the small blind girl as they thought she was the weakest link she had no friends the older boys made sure of that. They had also managed to keep any people that came to adopt away from her or by locking her in the basement.
The past 3 years had been difficult to say the least; she had to learn how to walk again with a cane as the orphanage refused pay for or house and maintain a sight dog for her. It was some of the hardest 6 months of her life trying to learn to walk with her cane. First inside of buildings she had to rebuild her confidence moving around a small space without sight or aids. She started off in her room; the one good thing about being blind was that she didn't have to share. She then needed to learn how to walk around buildings with her cane which was going well with her instructor there, but became impossible when she left due to the other children moving things and tripping her. The worst came when trying to use the stairs she tripped on the top step and started to fall down with her going to break her neck until there was a small pop and a squeezing feeling and she was at the bottom of the stairs with only small cuts and bruises.
The longest part was walking around outside without causing injury to herself or to others with her cane. To be honest it had scared her that she could no longer see when outside, not being able to see what was going on around her and all the dangers and directions, it was at this point she learnt how to use her sense of smell and hearing to boost her confidence it wasn't much at this point but it helped. It was with the better sense of hearing that she had learnt that something was going to happen to her tonight. What, she didn't know and didn't want to find out, so with this in mind she had taken a large branch from the garden and smuggled it up to her room. Now all she could do was sit there and listen for what was to come.
A quiet creaking sound came into her room, perking up she started to listen out for more sounds while slowly moving for her branch. With is safely in her hand and hidden behind her back she waited, she slowly looked up when her door opened trying to keep calm as her heart leapt into her throat, heavy footsteps slowly started to surround her as she attempted to calm her erratic breathing.
"Looks like the little blind freak has a stick in her hand boys" Chuckled a gravelly voice from behind her.
Her stomach froze; it was the older boys that liked to think they were part of a hardcore gang. 'This isn't going to end well for me' she thought 'I am not going to go down without a fight'.
"What do you want?" she asked in the calmest voice she could"
A dark laugh started to build her. "Well I don't think we will tell you that, but you will learn your place, no one else will want you freak!"
Suddenly she heard one moving forward she swung the branch round and with a crack it hit him he screamed as it broke his arm. Everyone stopped and she prayed that they would leave her after that. It wasn't to be, as one they all surged towards her one grabbed her arms and pinned them to her side as another grabbed her stick. She stopped struggling she was almost beaten there was only one last thing she could do.
One of the boys walked up to her bragging she waited to the lost moment and struck! As hard as she could she kicked out hoping to hit the idiot between his legs and she had connected. The idiot boy doubled over as his balls were crushed, her legs were grabbed and she knew it was the end now. Whatever they had planned would happen even with two of them on the floor it seemed just to make them angry.
"Well looks like the blind bitch put up a fight, heh well at least it was some entertainment before the main event."
Start of scene
With that he lunged forward and started to rip her top off, she tried to fight back, heart racing she had an idea what was going to happen and it wasn't good. As her top ripped off they went for her trousers, she screamed as loud as she could and begged for help. She could start to hear the stitching rip on her trousers as other palmed her chest and bit her neck.
End of scene
A strange thrumming started from her chest reaching all over her body as the shadows in her room flickered and grew as if they became alive, she could hear people running to her room but that didn't deter the gang in her room as her trousers were finally ripped open her door was burst open by the night staff, but they became Like statues as the shadows seemed to turn to knives and fired into the would be rapists as the young girl fell through the shadows.
That would be the last the outside world will see of the young girl for 4 young years, after spending a year and a half with her parents a year and a half in a cupboard and 3 years as a blind girl in an orphanage her life was about to change for better or worse.
As she fell a cold embrace held her and whispered she would always be safe with them just before she hit a cold stone floor her strength started to fail as her eyes started to close as the stress took over her mind closed down.
"who..." a male voice was heard as he came close."Zahara potter!"
A/N
This is my first attempt at a story and I think I may have gone for a difficult Premise but oh well.
I would like honest feedback and reviews on this so please no flames.
I am aiming to update at most monthly due to shift work and other commitments.
Thank you for your time in reading this FanFic
