So this is mainly on Ernesta's POV, enjoy!
Ernesta's head began to rock back and forth underneath the sack of potatoes. As she started to stir, she began making low deep moaning noises that did not seem they were coming out of a young woman of her figure. The Guardians froze in terror when they began hearing her; some of their legs began to tremble in fear.
"Antonietta hasn't seen how scary her sister is huh?"Rnama remembered and crossed her arms. She was a little scared for Ernesta was equally as frightening as her sister. There was something not human about them and it was the first time Rnama had seen something like her.
"We have to be strong and just try to overlook that."Xichel Sighed. I was the first time she had also seen something not human like the Dark Guardians, they made her skin crawl but now that they were in that situation they had to be strong and get accustomed to it.
Meanwhile…
What happened? I asked myself. My head began pounding as if something had struck on the head. I tried to pick up my right arm to touch my head but saw that I was being held down by some white energy. It was strong and tied around my upper body and around my legs. I can't move! What kind of sorcery is this?! I began moaning in a deep, demonic tone as my strength started coming back with a sharp pain on my head and chest. I tried to get free by violently wiggling my fingers but it did not work; they remained tied to her sides. Motherfuckers! Come and face me if you are so brave! My patience was dwindling and the more I tried to get out, the angrier I became. With only a couple of minutes of rocking back and forth, I fell onto the floor where the anger of being a captive caused me to scream; the scream then turned into a loud roar.
I can feel it again. I felt the darkness take over my body once more. My mouth became large and eyes lost the whites in them and replaced them to black, the Demon that Lucifer had assigned was taking over again. He would completely take over my body, moving every limb as if It wasn't even mine and causing my face to do abnormal things. What really terrified me that at points "Ernesta" became like a wild animal because the Demon was angry. It's all part of the plan I kept telling myself as it would take over her. I have to be more like Emiliana and just let it come to me, this is my destiny.
"Its-its difficult to escape, I've already tried." I heard someone say. I looked around to see where the voice came from and saw a dark figure in the shadows. She then looked around her surroundings. She was in a dark room made entirely out of brick. There was no furniture except for myself and what seemed to be someone else at the corner.
"Who is there?" I growled, I was able to take more control from the dark being.
"My name is Antonietta Sforza." Antonietta? Its can't be! I thought. This cannot be Antonietta? She's been pronounced dead by father! She cannot be alive!
The figure moved closer to the dim light that filled the small room. Antonietta looked white with her beautiful eyes filled with tears. She wore a blue dress and brown boots.
"Antonietta, why are you here?" I asked my sister as we were now sitting across from each other. Antonietta seemed scared and tried not to meet my gaze. Hmm I'm probably scaring her. I thought. I should probably revert my eyes back to normal.
"Are you Ernesta or Emiliana?" Antonietta asked.
"Ernesta."
"How did you do that?" Antonietta was shaking. It looked like she was also tied in the same material I was in. She remained hardly mobile.
"What? My eyes?" I asked in return. This was the first time Antonietta and I were having a conversation that wasn't about me and my sister trying to kill her or threatening to kill her. For a strange reason, I fell a sense of relief when speaking to Antonietta, she was a familiar face in all this chaos. Antonietta nodded to my question with a serious face.
"I'll answer your question if you tell me how you got here." I became curious. Why was she sitting in front of me?
"I've been here for a while. I've been here for a couple months; some witches brought me in here." Antonietta shared.
"Witches?" I asked. She must be talking about those Guardians. I cannot believe I was taken down by that black haired one, the one who looked like an Indian. It only took her one move to take me down, I cannot believe it Ernesta. What a weakling! What a disgrace! The Master will not be pleased. Those Guardians are in the way of our plans, Ugh if I could get my hands on them.
"Yes, I saw one of them control an element. I didn't even know that was possible! It-it was the most amazing thing I ever saw, but seeing it caused me to end up here." Antonietta sighed.
"Father said you had died." I shared. I can't believe that out of all people in the world she would see Antonietta again, it had been 2 years since she saw her. It had also been 2 years since she heard the announcement that her sister was dead which was what her mother always wanted.
My mother always wanted to be the wife of the great Lodovico Sforza, the most prosperous man in Milan. She always spoke about how Beatrice got lucky to marry Leonardo. Mother could not marry him because of her social status, but he could fuck her any time he wanted. We were that result of that, Emiliana and I, my mother thought that by getting pregnant Lodovico would leave Beatrice and give her the title she wanted. When it backfired, he gave kept her at the Sforza residence but only to have her as a lady in waiting for Beatrice. My mother hated Beatrice with a passion and that hatred she passed onto us. She got us to hate Beatrice and her children, including Antonietta. I hated her for no real reason other than she was the daughter of Beatrice, the only daughter.
"Why does that not surprise me?" Antonietta seemed to roll her eyes. "Lodovico is definitely the dad of the year, do you not agree?"
I laughed at her joke. She reminds me a little like Emiliana when we talk about dad.
"Lodovico is the worst person in the world." I agreed.
"You know something, you did not miss anything. That man was a horrible person, as you said, and a horrible father. I actually feel jealous that I wasn't raised by him."Antonietta seemed serious. I felt confused, why was she telling me that? Does she want to be in your place? No! no, remember Ernesta you HATE Antonietta Sforza!
"You are just saying that, do you think just because we are imprisoned together that we are going to become the best of friends?" I growled. Yes, remember Antonietta is the reason your family ended up on the street. No mercy for her!
"No, that would be foolish. You and I were taught each other different things, I bet you were told to hate me and I can't change that. But I do wish you would not have been put that into your mind, I always wanted sisters to love. "Antonietta seemed to be honest.
"Well you have brothers." I hissed.
"It's not the same."
Why do I feel like I should be her older sister? Emiliana and I should have been there for her. NO! I shouted. The dark energy filled my body again without warning. I screamed and screamed and could not control my tongue. I saw Antonietta's face become pale again after it had gained her color.
"Stop" I heard her whisper.
I stopped, without any control of myself again. What? What had happened?
"You need to answer my question now." She stated.
"And what would that be?" I asked as I blew my hair away from my face. When Antonietta saw what I did she looked shocked, as if she had seen a monster. Yes I can control air, big whoop!
"You can control air." She whispered.
"Yes, and that's part of the reason why I am here. I am a Dark Guardian and I was captured by those you saw controlling the elements." I explained.
"Dark Guardian, is that really what you are called? She asked with a quizzical look on her face. "So does that mean you're evil?"
How do I explain to my sister who already thinks I am an evil person that I am the evil person?
" Yes, that is the correct term and I'm doing what I was called to do." I answered slowly."This is my destiny."
"What exactly were you called to do?" Antonietta asked again.
"Why all these questions." I began to get suspicious.
"It's not every day your step-sister is a magical being." She responded. "So are you evil or something, what side should I be rooting for?"
"It depends on what side you see it. I am to retrieve some amulet that the Guardians have." I sighed. I still have no idea what amulet He is talking about, I haven't seen any amulet so far. I don't even know why is it so important, he never mentioned what it did.
"And those Guardians were the girls that threw us in here." Antonietta tried to place the pieces together.
"Yes." I replied. I started to wonder where the hell was Emiliana? Why had she not come for me yet? "Where the Hell are we?"
"If I told you, would you promise not to tell Lodovico?" She struggled to say, her eyes looked worried.
"I will not, he thinks you're dead anyway."
"We're in Avignon, in the Kingdom of France." She answered in return.
"Wow, we're so close to home." I said. I wondered why father never bothered to look in France? He wanted to marry Antonietta to the crowned prince, it would have been logical to look for her here.
"Tell me about it. What's so special about this amulet?"Antonietta asked.
"I'm not quite sure, our Master wants it for some reason."I shared. "I had only seen our master once, when he introduced himself to us. It was the most horrifying moment of my life. He came from the darkness of the alley we were staying at. We were homeless after our mother died; we became children of the street. It came to a point when Emiliana became a prostitute so we could acquire money to eat, she hated it. She worked the street until late at night while I tried to haggle people to let us stay a night at their inn or if we could get food or a job. Emiliana got sick from sleeping with one of her customers and was bed-ridden for days. I thought I was going to lose her, but that's when Our Dark Lord appeared."
I can make your sister live. He told me. This was meant to be, you sister can either become mine of you can follow your destiny and work for me.
I agreed so my sister could live.
"I'm sorry." Antonietta replied in horror. Watching her with that face of horror was normal for me, it was the face I was accustomed to see her in.
"There is nothing to be sorry about, the only people you should be sorry should be for those guardians." I hissed in return. How I hated them for leaving me unconscious. "They're not going to be here for long."