Chapter 2 – A Name Is Never Just a Name

Hey there everyone! What fun this is. I am really enjoying all the favoriting and the reviews. Keep them coming.

I had one reviewer say that they have heard this story before. I put this on my profile, but I will say it again here.

I did write this as an original fiction on another site. I used the name, TriXXy Xavier….(See what I did there…XXX) too funny.

Anyway…I really loved the story and thought….hey. Let's turn it into a Twilight Fan Fiction and see how everyone likes it. (Kind of strange to go from an original to a fan fiction… but hey, it's all good.)

So.. I take it we kind of liked Chapter one. That's good. I had one reviewer ask what the names of the character are in this story. It is coming in this chapter. I just didn't think it was fair for us to know the name of her parents if she will never know their names either. Call me sentimental.

This is still a little light, I mean seriously... She is only 7.. I am demented but I am not cruel. lol.

Although she will never be sexually abused as a child, she is living the life of a slave. So, it's not all roses and happiness.

Another reviewer asked about why they take only the girls. Yes, that's a bummer huh. Well, in this world the first-born daughters must be given to the Master of the land. They will be raised as a slave and their position in the kingdom will be decided upon after they are 10 years old. Some will be cooks, midwifes, nannies, maids, and yes others will be bed slaves. All will be a commodity used by the Master to further his lands. They can be sold or given to other kingdoms for trade.

Now listen.. this is NOT a period peace..NOR is it a present day account of ANYTHING. This story will be set in a world I create. No creatures, aliens, or supernatural beings...However there will be PLENTY of Hot Dominating Men that love their women. It's my fantasy... so suspend disbelief, and follow me if you dare!

HERE WE GO!

Esme, my wet nurse, tried to give me cuddles whenever we were left alone. Luckily for me these were the first memories I had as a child. I remembered being nestled close to her chest, as she would whisper soft words in my ear.

"That's a good girl. So sweet and soft." She would say, as she placed feathered kiss on my forehead.

I may have been but a babe, however these memories were what drove my dreams and fostered a longing for love that was rarely found within the dark walls of my home.

From the time I was born until the age of 7, Esme was my nanny. She taught me many things under the ever-watchful eye of Trainer. He was never far away; something I learned the hard way after once asking Esme if we could go outside instead of clean the bedrooms one day.

Trainer was the complete opposite of Esme. He was dark and huge. His face was always covered with a thin mask that kept me focused on his eyes and mouth, which were the only things left uncovered.

Where as Esme taught me how to clean, cook, garden, sew, and tend to the younglings, he enforced the rules and expectations He was here to govern my life as a slave of my Master. He dealt out my punishments with a swift ease. She was the light of my dreams, and he was the nightmare.

As I was a slave, I was given a simple name, one easily spoken and just as easy to forget. My name was slave B, because I was the 2nd girl brought to the castle that year. The simplicity of my name was meant to keep me in my place. I was merely chattel for my Lord. However, I always treasured this one gift because it was the one thing that was truly mine. It couldn't be taken away, it couldn't be used against me later, it was mine and I loved it.

There were many other girls at the castle. Most were much older than me, and were made to dress in long dresses that covered their bodies from head to toe. I was taught that only the girl's Master would see her uncovered skin after the age of 10. These older girls all had their own Trainer, but none had an Esme looking out for them. It became clear to me that my Esme would not be apart of my life much longer, and I feared the day I would have to let her go.

Sadly the day came all to soon. It was the worst day of my young life, but it was the day I found hope as well.

We were working in the garden, which had always been my favorite chore. When Trainer was giving out particularly cruel punishments, he would take away my time in the garden. He knew that this was worse for me than any strike he could give me. I relished in the sun and the clean air of the outdoors. I loved the feel of the dirt in my fingers as I pulled weeds and planted new flowers. I especially cherished the feel of my skin after we had been in the garden for a few hours. My cheeks would turn pink, and it always made me feel like I brought a part of the sun back with me into the dark of the castle walls.

The first time Trainer had brought me out to the gardens he had fastened a little bell to my belt. He said this would help him to keep track of me. Anytime I moved the bell would ring sending a sweet yet noticeable tingle into the air. I cherished it. It became so apart of our outside time, that as soon as I heard him bring it to my sleeping chamber, my spirits would soar.

On this day, we were planting daisies near the far left castle wall. This was one of my favorite places because it was far enough away to pretend that Esme, Trainer, and I were in a secret forest. The castle was almost completely hidden from view by the towering trees that surrounded this secluded spot. I would get lost in my thoughts as my small hands worked the ground.

Suddenly, I became aware that we had been out far longer than normal. I sat back on my feet and placed my dirty hands on my thighs looking around for Esme. For the first time in my life, I realized I was alone. Trainer was not even hovering in the shadows. My first reaction was to panic. A seven year old's fears gripping my mind. I imagined monsters and villains lurking in the woods around me, but I dared not raise my voice. Instead, I sat like a statue with nothing but my tears dripping down my cheeks.

What I had taken as a wonderfully magical spot became a terrifying cage of tall trees and dark shadows. I wanted to go home; I hated being alone. After several minutes of desperately scanning the area for any signs of help, I decided to close my eyes to the terrors my mind was creating around me. The loss of my sight only reinforced my sense of sound. I heard the birds playing, the squirrels chatting, and the wind gently blowing through the tall trees. However, the more I listened, I heard something very different. It scared me at first, until I realized it was a woman's laughter.

My eyes shot open as I looked around for the source of the sound. It wasn't something I heard often, and my curiosity helped me rise to my feet. The laughter was muted, but I could tell that it was coming from behind me. Conquering my fears, I slowly made my way toward the voices. I held my bell in my hand hoping to mute the sound. The closer I got, the more voices I heard. It was clearly a man and a woman frolicking in a hidden spot deep in the forest.

A small smile played on my lips as I found the source of the noise. Hiding myself well behind a large bush, I looked on as Esme and Trainer talked and laughed with one another. I had never seen him look so happy, and Esme had never looked so at ease. My heart warmed as he pulled her into his arms and placed soft kisses along her neck. I watched as her body first tensed then relaxed in his arms, and I heard her give a very satisfied sigh.

"We shouldn't be doing this." She whispered. "We are going to get caught, and then what will become of me."

"Shhh. Just be here with me, here in this moment. Just now, let me love you the way we were meant to love." Trainer replied as he tore the mask from his face.

I gasped in shock as I took in his face for the first time. He was beautiful. His strong features angled his face into the perfection of one of the statues of the Gods. His hair was not dark as I had suspected, but blond. His eyes were a piecing blue as he stared lovingly into Esme's eyes.

"I am going to ask the Lord for your hand. I will have you as my own." He said in a tone both harsh and forceful. "You were meant for me, and I will deny my love no longer."

Esme melted into his arms, powerless against his words. "Is what you speak of even possible? Is the future you speak of even true?"

He pulled her away from him suddenly and forced her eyes to his with a touch of her chin. "I will make it so. It is time for you to stop caring for the younglings of others, and have a few of your own. We will abide by the laws of our Lord, giving our first-born daughter to do as he sees fit, but the rest of the children that come from our union will be loved and cherished, as only we know how. I love you, Esme, and the child that grows in your belly will be loved as well."

I watched in awe as Trainer dropped to his knees and pulled her stomach close to his face. "You are not but a nanny, promised to no man, but I will make a promise to you. I will love you forever, keep you for myself, and give you the discipline you need, if you will only love me in return. If you will honor and respect me as the Master of your body and soul. Tell me now. Do you want me also? Will you be my mate, my love, and my wife? Will you be the mother to our children and love them as you have loved so many?"

There were tears in Esme's eyes as she nodded her head yes.

"No my sweet. You must tell me. Not as your Master, but as your heart. Will you marry me?" Trainer spoke these words in a demanding yet gentle way, and it caused my heart to flutter.

"Yes, Carlisle. I will be your wife, mother of your children, and the woman you need me to be. I love you." Esme whispered with tears running down her face.

Just then, I felt a sting on the back of my head, and as I turned around I missed his reaction to her words.

I rubbed the spot on my head that hurt, and looked around for what could have hit me. I heard the whistle of the next rock before it hit me square on the cheek.

It stung so that I fell over on my rump, causing my bell to ring. I struggled to keep my cries silently for fear that I would be caught in the woods where I didn't belong. I didn't want Trainer and Esme to know I had witnessed their moment.

"You move again, and I will get a bigger rock," I heard from behind a tree in the distance. It was a voice I that was unfamiliar to me. It didn't sound like a man, but too deep to be another girl.

"Who's there?" I beckoned.

At that moment a young boy stepped into the light. He looked like a smaller version of Trainer, but he wasn't wearing clothes like I had seen before. He looked regal and proud, and I was immediately afraid again.

My training kicked in as my mind went into action. I fell prone at his feet, and waited for his next words. I had spoken to a man, and I was sure to be punished.

"What are you doing?" Why are you laying on the ground?" He asked with the sound of aggravation in his voice.

I dared not move knowing even at a young age that this was probably a test. I had already spoken out of turn, there was no way I would move from this spot until he told me I could move.

"Have the smarts left your head? Get up off the ground. I am talking to you. Don't you have any manners?"

Hearing his command, I moved quickly to my feet, but I did my best to hide my eyes from his piercing gaze.

"I asked you a question, or are you too dumb to talk?" He mocked.

Anger blazed within me at his cruel words. I had been punished, and scolded many times, but his statements seemed too hurtful and mean. I wanted to lash out, but I stood my ground.

"I am not dumb, sir."

"They why haven't you tried to answer me. Am I speaking to fast for your ears?" He paused and then continued in a slow and low tone. "Can..you...hear..me.. now?"

My hate-filled eyes darted up to meet his. "I understand you just fine, sir. I was just taught to hold my tongue until a man's command. Seeing now that you are NO man, I will be on my way."

"Oh don't think you will be getting away from me that easily." He boasted with a laugh and grabbed my arms as I was turning to leave and once again the bell I had so loved, rang out loud for all to here. I suddenly wasn't so happy to have it tied to my waist anymore. "You have a fire in you Little Bell. I like that."

I struggled in his arms unsure what he wanted from me. "Let go of me. My Master will have your head if you hurt me."

"Is that so?" He asked. "So tell me who is this Master you speak of. Why has he left you here in the woods all along watching a lovers tryst from the shadows?"

My face blushed with the realization that I had been caught in my spying. I was sure to get in trouble now. "I am so sorry, sir. I didn't mean to spy, but Esme and Trainer left me alone. I was scared and I heard voices…"

He interrupted my confession, "I am a man you know. I can hit a bird off a branch from at least twenty yards away. Want to see?"

His sudden change of topic confused me. Was he not going to punish me for my sins? The confusion must have registered on my face.

"Seriously, I can do it. Watch this." He stepped back and took aim at a blue bird sitting on a branch only a few feet away. As his arm drew back the elastic of the slingshot, I realized what he was about to do.

"No wait! Don't kill it" I rushed. My outburst caused him to jump slightly, and miss the bird completely. I watched as it flew safely away.

"Darn you girl. Why did you do that? I told you I could do it."

I bowed my head at his anger. "And I knew that you could, that's why I didn't want you to hurt him." Rubbing my cheek I continued, "I know all to well that your aim is rather good."

"Yeah, well. Don't you forget about it either. I am always lurking in the woods fighting off the evil monsters that threaten to eat us all." He proclaimed with a puff of his chest.

"Monsters? That wasn't a monster. That was a bird. Unless you plan on becoming a seed, I don't see how he could hurt you." I giggled.

"What's your name?" He asked successfully changing the topic again.

"They call me B." I replied. "I am slave B."

"B? As in A,B,C,D?" He laughed. "What a stupid name?"

I wilted at his cruel words. "It's the only thing I have."

"Well, I am NOT going to call you B. If you are going to help me fight the monsters, you will have to have a better name." He scratched his head, and I noticed his eyes drawn to my bell once again.

"You will be my Little Bella from now on." He held his hand out to me, "My name is Edward, and I am the protector of this forest. Join me Little Bella in my quest to kill a monster."

So it begins. We now have met Esme, Carlisle, Edward and Bella (or slave B) Love how he gave her the name. TOO CUTE.

Hold on.. it is going to a rough ride for a while. But heck.. what's a good love story without A WHOLE LOT of DRAMA and ANGST.

You better tell me if you like it. If not, I will just keep my crazy thoughts to myself, and what good would that do for the world.

So...save the planet... review.

See you SOON!