Chapter 10. Young Girl
A young girl of the age of ten sat alone by her window with a needle in her hand as she embroidered Wall Sina's insignia to a piece of cloth.
Her skin was milky white and her face covered in some freckles which her mother often criticised. Her very long auburn curly hair was down but was pulled away from her face and secured with a big pastel yellow bow. She wore a beautiful puffed out dress, same colour az the bow, with a white decorative apron, which had also had a big bow at the back and a white petticoat under the dress. Her white silk stockings continued on up her legs till it met her bloomers and she wore white shoes with a slight heel at the back.
It was just a normal day to her. She would wake up early to clean, eat breakfast, have lessons and sew. She really felt like a doll. She only existed to sit and look pretty and speak no words unless asked a question which usually answered with, "yes," or, "no."
Her mother usually ignored her and left her to the governess to teach and nanny to care. Her mother usually paid no attention to her daughter unless she fussed over how her daughter looked or when the family were seen together, going out on special occasions.
Not seeing her mother much couldn't compare to how often she saw her father. She never saw her father. Her father barely remembered she was his. The father spent most of his time with her older and younger brother- mostly older.
Her older brother spent most of his time in boarding school, training to keep the family business going. When he came back, he could often bully his sister and even beat her up for no reason. He was fourteen.
The girl's little brother, six years old, was just so spoiled. He'd cry, and kick about if she didn't do what he wanted. Once, he threw a toy block so hard at the girl's head and she bled on her mother's favourite mat, causing her to be thrown over the bed and whipped with a belt.
She often wondered could life get any worse? Would anyone notice if she simply disappeared?
From no age, she was trained to become the perfect wife and to be wed off as soon as she bled. She was the most beautiful to any person outside wall Sina and the Underground, but inside Wall Sina, she was anything but. Yes, she had the beautiful plump lips, rouge cheeks, wide eyes with long eyelashes and the lovable curl, but people love to point out her flaws more than her good points. She had freckles, and she didn't have the preferred blonde hair and bright blue eyes, having a silver-grey instead.
Her flaws were made up with her mannerisms as a lady.
The father was on a 'business' trip while her mother was sitting in the garden enjoying her tea.
The young nanny took over her job to care for the children but was rather caught up being locked inside a closet with her underwear down by her ankles and her long skirt being pulled up while the garden boy showed her 'a good time.'
Her big brother entered the room of the girl and threw a book at her but missed. She didn't budge, ignoring his existence, annoying him more.
"Hey! HEY! You little bitch, I'm talking to you!" She said nothing. He went over and grabbed her by the scruff of her dress and pulled her up, ripping a few buttons off, showing her chest area a little more.
"My my dear sister, you're showing off more than you should. That's not very appropriate for a lady."
"Please let me go Cilín." The girl spoke softly out of place.
She was met with a smack across the cheek. When her big brother Cilín set her down on her feet, he smacked her again but harder till she met the floor.
"Do not speak unless spoken to, you little whore, or I'll feed you to the titans!"
"Cilín, you don't expect me to believe in such childish things do you?"
"TITANS!" Screamed the little brother by the door who had watched the incident between his siblings with a smile spread across his face. He then pretended to be a Titan and start chewing on his toy wooden soldiers with the wings painted on their uniforms.
The girl picked herself up from the ground and brushed her dress down before going back to her embroidery.
The eldest sibling looked between his too siblings in the nursery. It was so quiet between the two eldest, as his sister went back to embroidering. The youngest was too busy making thud noises and roaring like a monster, kicking at his toy soldiers. Cilín opened his mouth to insult his sister.
Downstiars, the closet door unlocked from the other side and out came the nanny and gardener flushed, fixing a few of their clothings that got crumpled up in the process.
"Thank you Elijah." She breathed heavily.
"No need to thank me Mary-Anne everytime we-"
BANG!
There was a loud blast that went echoed through the house.
...
Lady Elizabeth O'Brien dropped her teacup on pavement, smashing the fine china, and raced to where the assumed gun shot came from.
Upon entering the front room, she saw a group of bandits pulling at the nanny Mary-Anne by the legs as she held on tightly to the arm of the now dead garden boy, Elijah.
The group of men laughed at the screaming Mary-Anne who was eventually dragged away from Elijah and thrown over till she lay on her back, the men beginning to prepare themselves for her. She screamed, "NO, NO, NOOOO!" Over and over again.
"Ah, Lady O'Brien," smiled a man with a hat. His smile full of insanity as he introduced himself, taking the hat off. "I'm so sorry for the inconvenience but you see, I have a bit of a problem with one of my clients. You see m'lady, your husband owes me after a job of getting rid of the competition business, and yet he refuses to pay." He put the hat back on his head. "I'm just hear to collect my payment."
Elizabeth kept a level head on her and nodded, trying to stay strong.
"Of course sir. I shall pay you now for your help." She walked passed him to a door under the stair balcony.
She opened the door into the next room but had it slammed shut. She turned to face Kenny who had his hand firmly on the door and leaned over the top of her.
"I'm afraid that time has passed, I'm collecting my payment my own way."
Elizabeth understood. This was how she dies.
"Mother!?" Cilín stood at the bottom of the stairs looking horrified to Elizabeth's right.
"CILÍN! NO!" She screamed reaching out to her eldest child before Kenny shot a bullet at his forehead. The bullet pierced the skull and continued to rip through the brain like butter, taring it apart.
Elizabeth stood horrified watching as her son dropped to the floor and bleed out, dying his blonde hair he inherited from her red. His stare met hers and would never leave.
Kenny smiled. Without warning, Elizabeth kneed Kenny between the legs and made run for it up the stairs.
"Fuckin' bitch!" Spat Kenny as he leaned forward in pain, grabbing his genitals.
Elizabeth made it to the top of the stairs when her youngest came running towards her.
"Mother! I heard a noi-"
"Oisin!"
Elizabeth grabbed her son by the hands and began dragging him behind as she tried to run as fast as she could in her big dress and corset. She entered the nursery where her daughter stood with a blank expression. Elizabeth closed the door and held it in place with a chair.
"Quickly! Hide!" She turned to her daughter.
The girl dropped her embroidery and needle and made her way to the wardrobe and climbed inside.
"I love you." Elizabeth came over and kissed her daughter in the forehead. "Don't come back out," The girl nodded before Elizabeth closed the doors on her.
"Oisin!" She grabbed the young blonde, blue-eyed boy. "Mother loves you very much, okay?" The young boy nodded. "I need you to hide under the bed and not come back out until your sister comes and gets you, okay?"
"Where's Cilín?" The young one asked causing Elizabeth to tear up and weep.
"Please hide under the bed and be quiet." She kissed him on the cheek and push him under the bed, fixing the blanket it to hide the gap under the bed.
The door handle began to try and move but couldn't with a chair. It wasn't long now.
With a few kicks, the door was gone and the chair was thrown out of the way. The little girl held mouth and looked through the gap in the wardrobe to what happened next.
"Wait! Please!" Elizabeth held up her hands before a bullet was sent flying into her chest.
She gave a little jump from inside the wardrobe watching as her mother's legs give way and her whole body dropped to the ground.
Oisin gave a few shrieks and covered his ears and shut his eyes tightly as they shot his mother over and over again.
The men heard the young boy's cries and grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him out from below the bed.
He had no idea what was happening. He searched for his mother to find her lying in a pool of her own blood.
"Mother!" He cried out before being met with a punch to the back of the head. He was turned over and the older men stripped the young boy of his clothes, making him stand completely naked.
They continued to punch and kick and smack him and abusing the young boys genitals. His elder sister watched wanting them to stop. She could do nothing but silently cry for her younger brother.
They found it funny shoving a broken bottle up the boy's behind. When the ending came, Kenny sliced Oisin's lower abdomen and let his insides fall out of his body. He continued to stab Oisin's chest.
The young boy's body couldn't hold onto life any longer as he lay on the floor.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. O'Brien," smiled Kenny as the others laughed.
The girl tried hard not to throw up. She held her breath hoping to Sina it would all end soon. As much of a brat Oisin was, he was still only a child and did not deserve to die in such an inhuman way.
Kenny lit a cigar and dropped the match on Elizabeth's face before stomping on it, cracking her head open.
He took a deep drag and exhaled the smoke. He turned to leave when his foot met a cloth with a beautiful insignia of Wall Sina embroidered onto it.
They have a daughter.
He looked around the room from the window seat to the bookshelf.
The girl hugged herself, trying to stop herself from shaking. The events replayed over and over in her head from her mother to Oisin, God knows what has happened to Mary-Anne and Cilín.
She prayed for help to arrive soon. The room was silent. She wondered if they were gone yet. Taking her chances, she silently lifted herself up and covered her mouth again to look out the wardrobe only to meet the eye of the hat man.
She threw herself back gasping.
The door swung open and Kenny smiled at her.
"Well now, what do we have here?"
He couldn't help but gasp at the beauty of the girl. She wasn't like her mother or brothers. She wasn't the typical blonde and blue eyes. No, she was more than that. She had a round face and was very real to him. In Kenny's opinion, she was the most beautiful human being he ever met.
His eyes caught the top of her chest which was showing due the clothes not being buttoned.
"My lady," he bowed taking his hat off. He put the hat back on and held out a hand to her. "Please come with me."
With no response, Kenny grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the wardrobe. She walked passed her baby brother Oisin and mother Elizabeth. When coming down the stairs, she saw her big brother Cilín lying so still. In the same room, Elijah lay down too.
The men ate her up with they're eyes. She was a perfect loving doll.
"No man shall touch her." Kenny smiled.
"But boss-"
"She's perfect. We can get a heavy price for her," Kenny smiled, although Kenny couldn't deny he wanted her. He was already undressing her in his mind and running his hands down her.
The group of men smile too.
"Darrian!" Cried Mary-Anne. The girl turned to the nanny on the sound of her name just to witness her nanny's throat meet a pocket knife of one of the guys.
It started out as a normal day. Thinking could it get worse, the universe challenged that thought. Her father noticed she was gone. He sent every Military Police soldier out looking for her. He never did see his daughter again.
Levi, Farlan and Isbael walked down the street with a bundle of Isbael's hair to sell. They went to the 'business' side of the underground. They usually steal their food here. The food is bruised or rotten and yet, better than what else they got. People sell people too as slaves to the higher ups or even to the brothels in the underground.
Farlan reached the hair over for payment. Isabel looked around often sneaking some food into her bag as she did. Levi stood still, brooding over the dirt. His eyes caught the sight of a young girl around his age in a big fancy pastel yellow dress being ready to be sold as a sex slave to the owner of the underground brothel.
She looked so confused and scared and helpless like a lamb. She was clearly a kidnapped higher up.
Levi felt nothing towards her. He hated higher ups. Maybe now she can feel what he's been feeling his whole life. Fear, paranoia, anger, hatred, despair, hopelessness, loneliness and pain.
He simply looked away as she was dragged away to the brothel to learn the ways of pleasing men, her hands tied up.
Been a while since my last update. I had a few ideas for this story but through planning, I thought this choice was the best. It's difficult trying to get from A to B. I know what I want, but how do I get there is the trouble.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know it's less reading of Levi, Isbael and Farlen in this chapter but next chapter they will be back.
Thinking about turning the series M rated bite not sure.
ps. I wanted to create an Irish family.
Cilín is pronounced exactly like Cillian
Oisin is pronounced Oi-sheen.
Darrian is pronounced Dar-ray-an