WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS INCEST,RAPE, TRAFFICKING,CHILD ABUSE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]
Here is the 2nd [FULL] Chapter of a Demon's Fate.
The song, Fire and Ice by Within Temptation from her new album Unforgiving inspired this chapter.
Dedicated to: xThisFinalDarkangelx
Garnet:
[And I still wonder why heaven has died. The skies are all falling and I'm breathing but why…?]
I write in my diary entry of September 15th. I repeat,
[But why…?]
I close my diary and sigh.
September 15th…6 years ago, that broken day he flew away from me.
My twin brother, Denzel, died in my arms from a high fever. I clench my crystal pendant and close my eyes.
"Sister, sister look! Look at what I made you!"
My eyes reopen to perish that peaceful day that only brings pain into my heart. Denzel suffered greatly from an illness and no one helped him. With me being completely ignorant to the medical field, I couldn't do anything but watch and keep him company. A mere fever can't kill anyone here anymore…but Denzel was malnourished, making his body weaker than usual.
My feet almost trample over my night gown as I walk over to the window.
Though the sun is out, everything still looks gray and melancholy.
A knock on my door shakes me.
"Ye…Yes?" I reply. A guard opens the door, enters and announces,
"The queen summons you to her chambers your highness."
"Thank you sir, I shall arrive shortly." I nod. The guard turns and leaves.
The cool wind draws me to look out the window again. The clouds ahead are dark and gray. Looks like it will rain soon. The kingdom of Alexandria looks so desolate.
This isn't a kingdom. It's a jail…
I think to myself as I walk over to my dresser. My mother would be very displeased if I greeted her with my night gown. I take out my white dress with green floral designs on it and the gloves to match.
My hand reaches to the back of my neck to unloose the tie from my gown. Slowly, I get out of my gown and reveal…my ugly scars, the sinful scars that are all over the bottom of my back, my torso and the start of my thighs.
Every time I see them, I am reminded on how I got them. ..
Quickly, I put my dress and gloves on to hide them from me. Though my dress shows my back, it doesn't show my scars at all.
The person knew what they were doing…
I put on my slippers and brush my long black hair. I've always liked my hair. Actually, it's the only part of me I find attractive. My fingers hold the end of my golden clip and I struggle to clip it near the end of my hair. Finally, I am all done! In a hurry, I rush out the door.
I can't keep mother waiting for so long….
My reflection shows in the shiny diamond colored marble floor as I run. The chandelier's light bulbs are as bright as ever; probably 100 watts.
I turn the corner and take a shortcut to get to the Queen's chambers.
A scream in agony stops me. I look at the cursed dark wooden door. A man is pleading to an end…
I close my eyes and hold my breath. The sound of the whip lashing brings me to a dark place in my memories.
I'm sorry…
Immediately, I open my eyes and run, leaving the guilt for my shadows to carry. At last, I reach the doors to my mother's chambers. A guard opens the door and permits me to enter. Slowly, I enter and stare out the big windows that are slightly covered in big, thick, red curtains. The clouds are so dark; it doesn't look like its evening anymore.
Mother is not on her couch. I stare at her plasma TV. I cannot get used to seeing that thing. I have not even seen it on. You would think that, from the appearance of my room and the rest of the kingdom, that there isn't such a thing as technology. Actually, it's far advanced than anyone here would know. However, mother banned the use of technology from everyone-including me.
To be more exact, her men have the access to cell phones so she can reach them. Also, they drive her around, so they would have to know how to use certain things. She is a very –
"Oh, Garnet, finally you are here!" My mother startles me. I turn and bow to her. She elegantly throws herself on her soft, white couch. Her long blonde hair is even longer than mine. Her white, revealing dress makes her skin look creamy soft.
"I was wondering what took you so long my dear."
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting mother…" Yeah, okay.
"Sweetheart, it's no big deal! Loosen up!" Easier said than done.
I firmly place my feet on the ground and stand before her.
"Now, honey, I called you here to talk to you about very important matters!"
"Very important…?" I question.
"Yes, Important. Actually, it has to do with one of the duties of being a princess." I don't think I will take a liking to this… Her voice is trying too hard to be nice, calm and gentle. But I can hear the selfish greed within her tone.
"You see sweetie, three days from now will be –"A knock on the door silences her. We both turn and she shouts,
"Come in!" Her voice so high pitch and fake, it disgusts me.
The guard opens the door and almost stumbling, a small boy about the age of nine comes in with a tray of tea. He looks so unhealthy, dirty, malnourished, and weak. My heart drops at the sight of him.
This, this sight is the truth behind my mother's laugh, smile and kindness.
This broken, dreamless boy is one of the many proofs of what my mother is doing.
My eyes widen, the boy looks like his knees are about to give. I throw out my hands, but it's too late. The boy falls and spills the tea and breaks the cups all over the floor; my mother's floor.
I stop and I feel the fury wrath of flames behind me. My mother is about to release hell upon this boy.
I turn and see her, trying to collect herself. She fixes her hair, pushes in her glasses, fluffs her dress and takes deep breaths.
Please mother, let this boy go…
This silence is broken by the noise of the cups. The boy is trying to pick up every bit of broken glass.
"How many times did I tell you to be careful!" My mother explodes. She rushes towards the boy, her face as red as a hot stove. I run in front of the boy, who is already in tears and spread my arms out.
She pauses at the sight of my heroic action. I swallow my saliva and choke on it. I mind as well just swallow down my life while I'm at it…
"Le…Let the boy go! It was just a common mistake!" I shout. Her surprised face turns into a cocky smirk.
"Seems like you still haven't learned your lesson from the last time, have you?" My knees are shaking uncontrollably.
Please, no…
"Very well then, you can take this child's punishment for him." I let my arms fall, fear wins over my soul.
It's better to be me than this small boy…
"Guard!" My mother shouts. I turn and help the boy clean up.
"Get Pazu to escort Garnet to his special chamber."
"Yes your majesty!"
"Th…Thank you…" The young boy softly says as he cries. I smile at the thought and feel a special warm feeling in my heart; Warmth that out beats this cold fear in my gut.
I lift up the tray and hear,
"You're going to learn about disrespecting me Garnet." I turn with anger in my eyes. I can see it in her threatened face that she fears my righteous attitude. It was that very attitude that caused me to receive these ugly scars.
"You can whip me, torture me, burn me, brand me, bound me and gag me; but never shall I allow you to lay your merciless hands on an innocent child. Not in my presence, will I allow that!" I shout with a very rage filled tone.
She smiles, but I see the doubt in her eyes.
"Well then, we'll just have to break you."
Though I won't allow her the enjoyment of seeing it in my face but, I'm terrified…
I turn to the sound of the door opening. My eyes widen at the sight of this horrific man.
Pazu…
"There you are Pazu! I want you to take Garnet and teach her a lesson." I look down, I feel my hands trembling.
"Seems like she didn't learn the last time she paid you a little visit…" I hear him laugh.
"It would be my pleasure!"
You filthy deranged man.
I feel cold finger tips grab my arm. I look and see the young child smiling up at me. I smile back at the sight of his strength to remind me of mine…
We both walk forward, towards the sick man.
"Don't leave scars that are visible to the naked eye now!" My mother yells.
So, it was her all along. I should have known. If this man was allowed to, he probably would do so much more…
Pazu closes the door and tries to grab me. Quickly, I jump back and shout.
"I can get there myself! I know where your quarters are!" I look down at the broken cups.
"Let me at least clean this up, unless you would like to do it!"
"Uh, uh, no, you can do it." He sounds like such an uneducated fool. He doesn't know how to read, talk or do anything besides what he was trained to do. He reminds me of a dog. Actually, a dog must be smarter than this imbecile.
"Okay then, it's all settled." I turn and walk with the boy, still grasping my arm.
What if mother succeeds in breaking me…? What if I abandoned all I hold so dear to me…?
My pride, honor, conscious and heart, what if I forget all of that…?
What if, I lose myself to her wrath…?
"Thank you… your highness…" I awake from my thoughts and look down at the boy whose face is full of guilt and fear.
"You can just call me Garnet, okay? Also, there is no need to thank me…you did nothing wrong." I smile.
He flashes a smile, but I can see the regret tormenting his soul. We walk to the huge dining hall. To the left is the entrance to the kitchens. I place the tray on the table and take a large handkerchief and spread it out.
I place a few apples and cheese in it and tie it up. I then take a big piece of bread and bend down to hand it to the boy. The boy looks so hungry; I wish I could give him more. I hand him the big piece of grinder bread and he takes it. He stares at it then looks at me. Finally, I hand him the small bundle of snacks.
"Take your time to eat this. You might get a stomach ache if you eat too fast." He takes the bundle and looks confused. The boy faces me and I can see the tears that are about to fall. He embraces me and wraps his tiny, fragile arms around my neck and sobs.
"Thank you, Thank you! Thank you… so much!" I want to start crying with him, but someone must be strong. I hug him back and pat the back of his head.
"It's going to be alright…" I wish I were telling the truth…
The rain is finally falling and the world seems to have summit into the darkness; at least, in my world.
I float, hanging from chains, bare and bloody. Pazu enjoys the sound of the whip hitting against my tender skin. There are new cuts on my old scars. Blood is trickling down from the wound in my left breast near the areola. It's been too long, I got tired of screaming. I taste my tears and sweat. I no longer feel the burning, stinging pain. I close my eyes and listen to the echoing sound of the heavy rain drops hitting against the glass of the window.
I'm still kind of wondering where this all came from…? I feel a bit sick in the mind for writing this.
Also, I feel even worse for what I planned for this story….O.o
Don't think different of me! I felt like, maybe I rushed a few details…
REVEWS PLEASE
p.s. Whoever tells me who Garnet's mother is from an FF game...KUDOS.