Murderess Row
Summary:
There're criminals behind bars…and in this prison, there're worse criminals guarding the bars. (AU) StarRedX CyBee RaeBB
Uh people…sweat drops notice the pairings? OKAY! I couldn't do it…it seems that I caved last minute while typing the chapter, and I couldn't seem to make it work, it seems I wasn't able to pull it off…either that or I'm just not into RaeRob enough, which I guess it's a good thing…in a small way. So I've ran back to RaeBB…but it's a StarRedX, you'll soon see that it'll be hard for a StarRob relationship
But to be honest…I'm not impressed with the fact I got flamed, okay maybe it was only around two but come on! Can you be anymore immature?
So here's your chapter, and if you didn't like the fact that I WAS going to change my pairing…and you were the one who flamed me, to be honest I don't want flamers reading my work.
But enjoy the pairings you like! I'll try a new pairing another time, plus I felt bad for messing you around, plus I can use my plot for the RaeRob in another story I have planned
Murderess Row
Chapter six:
The Carousel
'Sparky' laughed in response. "Never Bee and don't call me that." Victor looked at the girls and only when his eyes came upon the last, did his mind click into place. "Lil lady…" He whispered. At this Starfire looked up, her face emotionless, until that is until they stopped on Victor, her eyes widened.
"Victor?"
There was a tense moment, the air itself seems to stop and turn, turn to see how fate had brought these two people together again, how the carousel of her life had spun her so hard and fast that it was almost like she met him at the beginning and now she'd gone full circle and met him again.
"Koriand'r." The name rolled off his tongue clumsily, the pronunciation proving difficult. He blinked remembering the girl he met back in Italy, cleaning around his hospital room, taking care of every object that passed her hands… "What are you doing on Murderess row?" He asked out loud, not realizing he'd opened his mouth until the girl in front of him flinched painfully.
There was a tense silence between the two groups, Bee was bewildered on how her new friend and her uh…close friend already knew each other, Raven stared on impassively, arms crossed in front of her, Jinx tried to act like she didn't care for the meeting but the gleam in her eye told differently. Logan looked curiously around at everyone, waiting for someone to speak while Richard avoided Starfire's gaze altogether, a pained look coming over his face suddenly, it seemed the group had a tension already.
"Well what do you think must be done to be put on here…?" Starfire said darkly, biting her lip in a concealed act of frustration, she then turned away from him, whispering something to Raven before disappearing altogether.
"Smooth Sparky…" Bee said after a beat, "I'm sure she wanted to tell you exactly why she's in a place called Murderess row." Jinx rolled her eyes at Victor while Raven remained well…Raven.
"Uh Dude, how do you know her?" Logan piped up, now this brought the others attention. Victor stopped for a moment, his eyes locking with Bee's in a silent apology.
"Sorry guys…it's something I don't like to talk about."
Murderess Row
Koriand'r smiled at Victor as he slung his bag over his shoulder and picked up his military sack. Her hands were placed in front of her chest in a polite manner. She was happy that he had completely healed from his ordeal, but she couldn't quite bring herself to be as overjoyed as her normal self would. Her friend was leaving today, and it was also her last day at the hospital, her own rucksack with her belongings, including her old uniform was in a scruffy purple bag at her feet. It seemed like they were both saying goodbye today.
"Well Thanks for everything Koriand'r…you helped me a lot, I need you to know that." He said smiling as he pulled her into a friendly hug, almost engulfing her completely.
"Oh I do friend, I am just feeling disappointed that you must leave Italy today, but I wish you the best for your life. And I know you shall find a new path for yourself." Koriand'r said once he'd pulled away and straightened up.
"I hope so, hey good luck finding a new job, it sucks that they're firing you." He said frowning. Koriand'r cocked her head to the side at the use of his slang but she shrugged it off.
"I am to return home to my parents and I will decide what I wish to do then." Koriand'r explained, "I am sure I will be fine Victor."
They both then picked up their bags, and with a final smile Victor got into his taxi, leaving Koriand'r outside the hospital, an empty smile on her face, she forgot to mention to Victor that it was incredibly hard to find a job in Italy these days.
Murderess Row
Starfire found her way back to her cell; she paused at the entrance, her breath stuck in her throat, it seemed it had taken until now for it all to back up on her. Every little thing that had happened since she had left Italy, left her home, left the comforts she so needed now. She found her back hitting the wall next to the iron bars, she slid slowly to the bottom, she'd never felt so helpless like she did now, well maybe she had but when she finally did something to help herself out of that one she ended up in a worse situation…this one. A fierce sob fought for release and she felt her hands quiver as she brought them to her face, she couldn't cry, there wasn't anything left to anyway, dry sobs racked her chest and she felt as though a weight had been thrown at her.
She closed her eyes and pictured the long dry grass that would brush against bare legs as she waded through the field, past the dusty road which most of the time was completely empty of activity. Even though work would be scarce she'd never been happier, her days were carefree, the only thing she had to worry about was her troublemaking sister, apart from that life was relaxing.
"Koriand'r…" Starfire's eyes began to close gently, exhaustion from her last few days taking its toll.
"Koriand'r…"
"Koriand'r…Koriand'r are you listening to me?"
"Sorry Mother, I lost myself for a moment." Koriand'r opened her eyes and found her Mother's face inches from her, an inquiring look in her eyes.
She gave a small 'humph' before straightening up and turning, her long red hair falling around her. Her Mother, also known as Lyand'r walked towards the kitchen counter, it was plain and probably on its last legs but it was alright for the moment. Her mother picked up her age old chopping knife and started cutting up some funny looking vegetable. Koriand'r watched her; to be honest it was probably the most exciting thing going on in her house at that moment. Suddenly her Mother stopped and turned to her, almost as though a light bulb had been lit above her head, she smiled and sat next to her daughter who looked at her strangely.
"Mother…is something on your mind?" Koriand'r asked, a nervous smile on her features, the last time her mother gave her that look she'd found herself being courted by the most queer man she'd ever met…who'd later turned out to be gay. Leaving Koriand'r feeling like a fool, after that she'd dreaded her Mother's small knowing smile and gleaming eyes.
"Koriand'r, I have great news for you." She began, her lips pulling into a grin.
"If it is another man Mother I told you I do not wish for-"
"No, no, it isn't my Bumgorf (sp); your Father has met someone who has work for you!" As soon as the words had left her Mother's mouth Kori had found herself squealing for joy, dragging her Mother out of her seat and dancing around the small kitchen, her Mother laughed along with her until Kori knocked the ancient counter, finally knocking it off it's last support and sending things clattering to the floor, including the knife which just missed Kori's foot. She started to pick things up, smiling nervously.
"So…where is this new job Mother?"
Her Mother smiled again as she knelt down beside her daughter to pick a few things up. "It is in America!" Kori's eyes widened to the size of side plates before she stumbled on her behind in shock.
"…America!"
Murderess Row
Bee stood there, silently biting her lip as she leant against Victor without anyone around her noticing. Victor had made it clear from the start that none of Slade's guards could find out about them. Slade had already used the control room to get rid of Victor; Victor was a threat to the Warden's operation. He was an honored soldier; people could and would check up on him to see about their little leg experiment. But without a real reason he couldn't fire Vic, but his relationship with Bee? Now that was a reason to fire him, a pretty damn good one too.
"I'm worried about her." Bee blurted out, the others turned to look at her, Logan and Jia breaking off their conversation. "I mean…she looked upset when she left."
"She's new." Raven cut in, her voice flat, just like her expression. "She's probably just home sick and upset; she's not your average criminal."
"That's the thing; I don't think she's a criminal." Victor added, a frown gracing his features. Bee gave a dry laugh.
"Well she did something if she's in here…you know the Warden gets the prisoners he wants, and I heard he wants this one."
Jia shrugged, "Then ask her about it, let's see what this good girl's crime was."
"Or I could look up her file…" Victor said, almost to himself, this drew Richard's gaze, who had been silent, not really in the group, his eyes trained ahead, a pain in them.
"Are you allowed to do that?" Richard asked incredulously.
Logan scoffed. "Who cares, is what you saw in the rooms allowed in a sane society?" Raven gave her gaze to Logan's words, agreeing in her own way.
"I think it would upset her personally." Raven said, drawing her friend's attention. "Us looking at her crime, when it's obviously painful"
"But what's worse Rae? Us asking her ourselves or looking it up?" Victor asked sighing. Raven paused.
"Neither is good. She should tell us when she's ready." She answered shortly, crossing her eyes, daring the others to object, the others slumped, knowing she was right.
Murderess Row
Koriand'r grabbed her suitcase and left it by her doorway, her tearful eyes lingered on her plain but cherished room. She'd been born in this room; she'd slept in it all her life, her crib was in the cupboard. Her same bed against the wall, and now she was finally leaving it…she was leaving everything. Her home, her family, her friends. Italy. She sighed and turned away from the sight before it pulled her in and never let her go. She was getting on the carousel…and it was starting to turn, she'd be traveling with her employer, he'd mentioned a place to stay and job…nothing more. She didn't know what job or where in America it was, she'd find out soon enough.
She was stepping onto the carousel
She hugged her Mother tightly, trying to soak up her very essence, so she could think of it in those future nights. She smiled at her young Brother, he grinned back, and he saw her travel as an adventure he wished he were taking. Her sister was not present, she had left that morning, angered that Koriand'r had been offered the job instead of her, but her sister had always been jealous. Her Father stood stiffly beside her employers side, she could see the grief in his eyes, he needed her to do this for the family, she was going to America to work so she could send them money back…so they could live a better life. She felt honored, her family needed her instead of her always needing them, she was a woman now, she had a responsibility…and that was her family. She stiffly hugged her Father; he'd never been good with emotion while her and her mother would express everything openly, he gave her a hard squeeze, which she returned, tears filling her sparkling eyes.
"Time to go or we'll miss our flight Missy." Came the gruff voice of her employer, giving her family a final wave and smile as tears trailed down her tanned cheeks, she followed the man as he walked towards his dusty van, she climbed in, looking back at her house, and the surrounding land. She thought she'd come back…she'd thought she was going to work in a respectable environment…she'd thought…she'd dreamed…
But the Carousel spins fast…creating hopeful illusions…
TT
Twenty four hours later Koriand'r got out of the dusty van, but in a new destination. Tall gritty looking buildings surrounded her, she couldn't see the cloudy sky…smoke from cars and nearby factories blocked any chance of seeing the birds that could fly across the scene, she could hear industry all around her, voices ramming into her head, rough voices, innocent voices, tired voices…her employer who'd she'd come to know as Trogaar, he was short and was not very kind, and there was a strange gleam in his eye when he looked at her, as though he knew something she didn't. Sighing she was led into an apartment, it was worse than the outdoors. He took her suitcase and threw it into the cupboard in the hall unceremoniously and then surprisingly, he locked it, putting the key into his pocket.
Koriand'r followed him into another room, which was a bedroom, she stood in near the door and averted his eyes as he shed his shirt and put on a dark green T-shirt and a dirty looking jacket over it. Koriand'r bit her lip, not trusting this stranger at all.
"Please…sir. When will I begin my work?" He didn't answer at first; he checked his phone, typing in a few digits before looking at her with a sly smirk.
"Tonight"
"Tonight? What work is there to be done at night?" Koriand'r asked confusion evident in her voice.
"You'll find out later Missy." He said gruffly, "Just stay in here until I get back." Koriand'r bit her lip as he approached the door.
"May I have my things?" He looked back at her, glaring deeply, as though she'd offended him some how.
"No." He growled, before slamming and locking the door behind him. Leaving Koriand'r completely alone
The people are jumping from the carousel…until only she is left…
TT
When Trogaar finally returned night had fallen on the industrial sector of Jump City. Koriand'r had spent most of the afternoon staring out of the small window in the room; she'd explored every corner, finding nothing as to tell her why she was here. She was sat on the small creaky bed, her eyes closed in thought. She wished to start work immediately, so she could send money back to her family, for them to live on. But so far things weren't shaping up well. Plus America was not as nice as her school career had portrayed it. Sighing deeply she opened her eyes as the lock slid back. Trogaar entered, but this time he was not alone, with him was a tall man, he was large, and looked fairly disgusting. Kori was hoping he wasn't her work partner.
"Hey Missy Ready for work?" Trogaar asked, smirking slightly, his partner grinned.
"My name is Koriand'r, and yes, what will my work be?"
Carousel's can be different to what you thought…
"Well this guy here is going to show you how it's done Koriand'r. He's going to take you through the basic steps and then some. He's also paying a lot of coin for this, so be good."
"I am afraid I do not understand…" Koriand'r began, a worried frown gracing her face as she got up, and backed away from the two, feeling afraid in the pit of her stomach.
Trogaar grinned. "You will…" He then turned and left the room, leaving her and the man alone.
"Please…" Koriand'r began. "What is your name?"
"Loci" He answered, his voice was low and unfriendly.
"And…what will you be teaching me?" She asked fearfully, apart of her didn't want the answer, being locked in this small dirty bedroom with a large scary looking man was putting her on edge…and she was starting to think she wasn't going to be working in an office.
Her fears were confirmed when the man lunged at her, she was so surprised by the sudden attack that she fell back, landing hard on the floor, her back bones shook in shock, her breathing jarred in her throat. His hands reached up to hers, pinning them above her head, his large weight pushing her down.
"I'm going to show you your first day pretty girl." He growled. She gulped and struggled beneath him.
"Please remove yourself from me right now!" She demanded, panic seeping into her voice.
"I'm paying a lot for you so keep still and you'll enjoy it."
"GET OFF OF ME!" Koriand'r screamed as she saw his eyes hungrily take her in.
They can be scarier than they look…ugly painted faces look at you in ways you don't recognize.
"Why do you think you're here girl? This happens all the time, poor foreign girls are brought over from their homes, thinking they're starting a new life. But they never go back or make money for their pathetic little families…no they're passed from man to man…with no where to go. They can't run because no one cares about them. They're dirty…they're whores."
Koriand'r was crying now, and crying hard, sobs racked her fragile body. What had happened to her? She'd been so happy. Poor but happy. But now she was in a new country…being…assaulted! She sobbed and the Loci man pushed his body down on her, she felt his bulge against her leg and it only made her cry harder. Suddenly his lips were crushed against hers and she screamed into him. Her eyes flew open, she needed to get away…she had to. She then bit down hard on his lip, he cried out as it slit, blood gushing into her mouth, she choked and took this chance to push the man off of her.
Sometimes you have to tell the carnie to slow down the ride…
He lunged at her, she dodged awkwardly, blood and tears trickling down her neck, she was disgusted to still see the bulge in the man's trousers. He ran at her once more and she lashed her leg out, catching the sensitive area with her foot, she cried out in anger and pain. She ran to the door, hammering on it hard, her screams echoed in the dim light. He heard him get up and groan.
"You little bitch!"
He took her form behind, his hand finding her neck, she spluttered as his fingers squeezed at her airways, her eyes bulged as she tried to breath, she choked, coughing and spluttering, his bloody face glowered at her, his eyes gleaming. He squeezed harder and her vision grew faded. Her small fingers clawed at his neck, he pushed her body against the wall, lifting her feet from the floor.
Sometimes you just have to close your eyes and wait it out…
Suddenly, in a survival instinct she threw out her hand, her fingers catching his eyes, she screamed in agony and dropped her, she fell to the floor with a thump, coughing and spluttering, bruises forming on her neck. Suddenly the door opened, Trogaar spotted the scream Loci and went to him, not even noticing Koriand'r. She ran blindly into the next room. It was a kitchen, she heard movements, they were coming for her…they'd rape her…they'd kill her…Trogaar and Loci came into the kitchen, looking furious, blood lust in their eyes. They approached her from either side, aiming to ambush the Italian girl. Her hands clawed to anything to defend herself, suddenly her fingers wrapped around something, she was practically blind, she was dizzy from her near death experience, and she was delirious from confusion of the turn of events. She picked up her unseen weapon, she felt Loci grabbed her arm and she lashed out…
And sometimes you stop it yourself
The knife slashing across Loci's neck, she screamed at her own actions, he fell back, blood splattered onto her face from the wound; her eyes were huge with fear.
"You little whore! Trigon will get you for this you stupid slut! WHORE!"
A fist was thrown, catching her in the face; the knife was still in her hands, and as the maddened Trogaar lunged at her as she laid on the floor she pushed her hands up, one holding the knife, it caught him in the chest, a sickening crack was heard as his ribs broke. She sobbed harder as his last breath left him. She pushed the body off of her. She was crying furiously now, heart wrenching cries tearing at her body, her insides felt numb, her body was shaking furiously. She was almost screaming, two dead bodies either side of her, blood spilled onto the tiles, seeping into her clothes, staining her skin, contaminating her hair. Tears fell continuously down her face, she felt as though she could throw up by the mere smell of blood that entered her nostrils. She closed her eyes, hoping to wake up in her bed back in Italy, but the smell reminded her of what she'd done, the blood on her skin felt alive, gripping onto her, it wouldn't let go. She had blood on her hands and forever it would stay. She was murderer, she defended herself and it ended in death.
When the police finally showed up they found two dead men with NO criminal records…and an illegal immigrant covered in blood…what do you think they thought happened?
She got on the carousel…it span to fast, lying to her…she'd waited it out, stopping the carousel…but she'd be dizzy forever…
When Kori woke up in her cell she WAS shaking, tears WERE pouring down her cheeks, her insides FELT numb…
She was back where she started…on the carousel.
Murderess Row
Intense huh…?
Sadly this type of thing does happen in the world, foreign girls are brought over and forced into prostitution, women, children…and they almost never recover…
Well I hope you enjoyed the long awaited chapter.
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