A/N: "Vader" is Dutch for father and it's pronounced vah-derr not vay-duh. Just letting you know, otherwise some of the emotion is lost. Enjoy!
It was dark. Too dark, and too cold. There was a heavy frost in the air; it was sucking the life out of her. Taking her light.
"Tevreden… kan ik niet gaan…"
She forced her eyes open but it made little difference. The room was completely black. She tried to move and found she could not, wondering if this room was really a room, if she was there or not. A familiar face appeared from the darkness, the form of her father taking shape in front of her.
"Vader, komt terug… vader!" More a prayer than a question. But he faded, melting into another face, far more menacing. A face that had haunted her dreams for as long as she could remember.
"Hello, Elisabeth. Just another little experiment…" There it was again, that sinister spell he was always chanting at her. Lumina had no idea what it meant; the only familiar word was her name. But she had come to recognise the sound as one that was inevitably followed by pain. Pain and humiliation. This man could not be human; no human could want to infict such agony on another. But by now Lumina knew it must be her; she must be something terrible, something totally abnormal and to be dealt with as little engagement as possible. And in a way she was right.
She had to get out.
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Wow I sort of totally forgot about this. That's a little snippet to see if anyone's still interested. If you want me to keep going please review, otherwise I'll probably can it and start something else. Let me know!!
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