Pairing: Sesshomaru/OC
Rating: M
Chapter 1
My mother always told me I was destined for something. But it was so long ago when she told me this that I can't remember what I was destined for. Was it love? Money? Power? Hatred? Evil? Betrayal? Family? Friendship? Luck? What was it I've been destined for and why hasn't it come to me thus far? Whatever mother thought was going to happen to me, hasn't yet, and now she died 11 years ago, when I was only 7.
When I turned 8 my father sold me to Mr. Reipu, and basically, his "business" is selling children to anybody for whatever purpose they may need them for. I stayed with him until I was 11, and just let me say that Mr. Reipu is a horrid, disgusting man and that if I ever see him again, I will seriously rip his head off.
I met a girl called Kichō-na because her father sold her to him as well. She only stayed for a year before some demon lord bought her so she could become a demon healer. She was one of the only lucky ones.
Sadly, I wasn't apart of the lucky ones. Mr. Reipu sold me to a man called Satsujin Senbō when I was only 11. My first day there was a nightmare. Satsujin was cruel and heartless. He thought it would be funny to invite a dozen of his sickingly pathetic friends over and give them each a child or 2 to have squirming under them. You heard correctly, Satsujin bought hundred of children, shoved them into a room and every once in awhile took them out to "play", and by that I mean they either raped you of your innocence or beat you until every inch of your skin was covered in bruises, unless of course, you were apart of the group of people, who, like me, had both done to them because they couldn't choose which would be the most fun.
At the moment, I'm still there. I'm in the "chamber" Where all the children and teenagers sleep and eat and live until we get picked out of the bunch and the horrors happen to us. I'm 18 years old and this hell has been my home since I was 11. 7 years of this nightmare. I'm not even sure if they're going to let me out, but considering there is only 2 other girls my age and 1 other boy and we're the oldest, I'm pretty sure they either transfer us or let us go. But I'm not sure. I don't usually talk unless I'm forced.
My name is Itami Mizarī. It means "pain misery" which are the 2 words that describe my life so far. At the moment, Satsujin is in the room looking for his friends and his next victim. He looks around and searches the faces and he looks at me with flat and boring grey eyes. A smile meets his lips. "Girl with the dark brown hair, purple eyes and large breast." He says as he motions towards me. I look up at him with anger taking over my body. I was picked. I didn't want to be picked. I couldn't have been picked again.
But I was and I need to face my fate. "Yes?" I said and his sickening smile grew even larger. Let this man die and burn in the flaming bits of hell. Oh how I envy Kichō-na and the girls with brilliant and fateful lives. "How old are ya'?" He asked and I shivered. I could lie and say I'm 19 and maybe he'll let me go. "18." Why do I have to be so honest? I can be fed lies, but I can't feed them to other people? What's the good in honesty? "Girl, this'll be your last night here. Come with me." He said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room.
He brought me into the same room as every other time. There was what looked like a dozen or so blankets on the floor and they were covered in blood. He pushed me down on it and looked at me with a sickening smile. "It'll be just me tonight, okay baby?" He asked and I took a deep breath.
He lowered himself so he was ontop of me before pushing my short dress up to my hips. He pushed into me in one swift movement and I muffled back a scream. I didn't care how many times he did it. It was disgusting and it hurt like fuck. Maybe when I'm out of here I can kill all the men in Japan. Make them all pay for what happened to me.
He slipped in and out of me quickly and efficiently. He let his hands travel my body and it gave me no pleasure whatsoever. It felt painful and horrid. I wanted to puke and wash myself afterwards.
I forced myself to think of the first thing that could come to my mind; which was freedom. Maybe when I was out of this hell hole I'll come in contact with Kichō-na and see that western lord she's working for. Maybe they'll even hire me. Or maybe, I could train to become a master sword wielder. I could kill all my enemies swiftly and effectively that way. It would make my job simpler.
"Girl! Lay completely still!" He commanded as he slapped me across the face. I took a deep breath before holding it. This couldn't possibly get any worst…or at least I was hoping it couldn't…I was guessing it probably good.
He took a knife from the ground nearby and started to slice my arms open. I screamed in pain. He never sliced me open before. Usually he just beat me. What was going on? Why was he doing this?
He slit my dress open in to so that my breast were showing. He grabbed the left one and sucked on it for a moment before slicing it open. He licked the blood away from that breast before moving to the other one and doing the same. All the while, I was screaming at the top of my lungs in pain. This was torture. Cruelty. No one had the right to do this to anybody ever. Even I wouldn't have done this to him. And he deserved this.
He sliced open my dress near my belly button, revealing pale skin that looked like it has never been touched by the sun.
He raised his knife and sliced at that bit of skin. I screamed louder than anything else could ever have made me. I moved. I tried to fight back, and all that happened was he slapped me across the face again.
Tears were swelling down my cheeks rapidly. I never felt this horrible or disgusting in my life. He raised his knife on last time before stabbing my in the chest with one swift motion.
Than everything went black and cold.
Authors note: How's that for a first chapter of a really awesome story? I think it's going to be a really, completely, entirely angst-y story. Please review and tell me what you like and what you don't. What should I keep and what should I change? Talk to me!
Peace in!Mel Swirls!