Cruel Fates
By: IceQueen
Chapter 5
AN: Thanks to everybody for reviewing, 'n all that good stuff. I'd really like to thank my editor for well... editing. Cuz otherwise not only would I be so far behind but my existing chapters wouldn't be as good. Oh, and one more thing: This chapter is kind of like an interlude to the story. It's not really necessary, but I just wanted to have it in there. Also, it won't be including Silvara within the contents. It's cool though. It'll help explain a bit about a few characters later on. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own the Black Jewels Trilogy, or any characters, settings, etc. taken from there. I do own characters inspired from my own consciousness, so please, don't steal.
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Jade sat patiently while Sarai rebandaged her bruised and beaten hand. It was extremely grotesque looking, and felt ten times as worse. She now regretted beating those grabby little punks to bloody pulps, much as they deserved it.
She vaguely remembered what had happened after that. Jade remembered meeting the girl, Silvara. Her first impression of the Dea al Mon was a pampered, little princess. Boy, had Jade been wrong. Silvara had proven soon enough that looks can be deceiving. In fact, after Jade'd confessed to Sarai, and in turn Silvara, what had occurred, the girl had been very aggressive. Then described quite detailed what she would've done to them in addition.
"You're all set," Sarai said with her usual bright smile. "Thanks," Jade replied somberly, getting up and walking back to her room.
She opened the door to her small, closet-like room. It had enough space for a cot, and that's about it. The walls were bare of personal items and markings. Jade fell heavily onto the bed with a huge sigh. Her every joint yowled in protest as she shifted. She'd very rarely ever felt this bad. Except for those few times before.
*Flashback*
She screamed in agony as the jackass thrust in again and again and again. The pain was like nothing she'd felt before. She howled as loud as she could with a hand clasped over her mouth. She hoped, prayed, wished that someone-- anyone would come, see this man forcing himself on her and kill him. If only he hadn't knocked away her dagger!
She screamed again, tears blurring her vision of the star-studded night sky. How dare he-- this male, this despicable male-- inflict such pain on her, Jade. The daughter of Kiana Darkk, the greatest assassin Terreille had ever known, second only to Surreal.
She almost sighed in relief as he began to withdraw, only to come crashing down on her again. She yelled as loud as she could.
"Hey, what're you doing?!" Came a voice from behind the man. The male turned in shock, and she got a glimpse of a girl not much older than herself. "Hey!" The girl cried and launched an attack of Opal power at the male, killing him instantly. Jade drew a deep breath and passed out in relief.
When Jade awoke she instantly looked around the room for an escape. There was one window to her left, opened, letting in a glorious fresh breeze. She sniffed it, greatful to see the light of a new day. The door swung open in front of her.
In came a small girl with red hair and a bright smile. "Hi!" She said perkily, "I'm Sarai. You are?" "Jade," she managed to croak out, her voice sounding like sand paper. It was going to take it awhile to regain it's silky smooth tone. "Nice to meet you. I found you yesterday getting raped by some bloody bastard. Hope you don't mind that I brought you back here instead of leaving you with a corpse in an alley," Sarai explained, setting a tray on the bedside table.
Inticing aromas filled the air around her, while she looked at the food with a ravenous hunger. "Hungry?" Sarai asked, following her gaze, "You should be. You slept for three days." Jade nodded solemnly. Cautiously, she put her hands on the bed and pushed herself up, letting up a breathless squeak of pain. She reached over, clasping her hands around the warm bowl of oatmeal, savoring its feel. Jade began to eat, slowly but surely, while Sarai sat in a chair in a corner of the room and began to read.
After finishing the last of her apple slices, she looked up at Sarai, wondering where to begin. "Where am I?" She asked hoarsely. "The Circuit. You're welcome to stay as long as you like," Sarai answered with a gentle smile. "Yes, thank you. I think I'll take you up on your offer. At least until I get a better one," Jade replied, her voice cracking a few times in the process.
*End Flashback*
That was the first time she'd ever been here. And she'd stayed since then, seeing a definite lack of 'better' offers. The Circuit offered protection that a lone girl couldn't find in a lot of places. It's a good place to be. She wondered if Silvara was going to end up here too. Who knows. Perhaps.
Anyway, that was the past. Albeit, not a very old past, but past nonetheless. In fact, it seemed like forever, but it had only been two years ago. (She was fourteen now.) Two years she had been with the Circuit. In that time she'd made more friends than she'd known possible, gained a 'brother' of sorts, and improved in her arts at an amazingly fast rate. She'd regained the same silk-tone of voice, but refused to use it. Men, she thought with a shudder, ew.
Your probably wondering how Jade was raped right? Well, I'll explain. Just because Witch destroyed the tainted Blood, doesn't mean she destroyed the wrong of the realms. It's the nature of humans, even Blood, to feel lust, and to make mistakes. No one is perfect. Although the rate of broken and mad females declined greatly, males still had the capacity to take advantage of a woman's weakness, and some made the wrong decision to do so. It's as simple as that.
With a quiet sigh, Jade thought herself into the dark depths of sleep. Sleep which she so desperately needed.
AN: Whaddya think? Good? Bad? Oh well, I thought it was just a little cool something to add in there. Hope you enjoyed. And remember. REVIEW! The more reviews I get the faster I write and post. I guarantee it.
By: IceQueen
Chapter 5
AN: Thanks to everybody for reviewing, 'n all that good stuff. I'd really like to thank my editor for well... editing. Cuz otherwise not only would I be so far behind but my existing chapters wouldn't be as good. Oh, and one more thing: This chapter is kind of like an interlude to the story. It's not really necessary, but I just wanted to have it in there. Also, it won't be including Silvara within the contents. It's cool though. It'll help explain a bit about a few characters later on. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own the Black Jewels Trilogy, or any characters, settings, etc. taken from there. I do own characters inspired from my own consciousness, so please, don't steal.
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Jade sat patiently while Sarai rebandaged her bruised and beaten hand. It was extremely grotesque looking, and felt ten times as worse. She now regretted beating those grabby little punks to bloody pulps, much as they deserved it.
She vaguely remembered what had happened after that. Jade remembered meeting the girl, Silvara. Her first impression of the Dea al Mon was a pampered, little princess. Boy, had Jade been wrong. Silvara had proven soon enough that looks can be deceiving. In fact, after Jade'd confessed to Sarai, and in turn Silvara, what had occurred, the girl had been very aggressive. Then described quite detailed what she would've done to them in addition.
"You're all set," Sarai said with her usual bright smile. "Thanks," Jade replied somberly, getting up and walking back to her room.
She opened the door to her small, closet-like room. It had enough space for a cot, and that's about it. The walls were bare of personal items and markings. Jade fell heavily onto the bed with a huge sigh. Her every joint yowled in protest as she shifted. She'd very rarely ever felt this bad. Except for those few times before.
*Flashback*
She screamed in agony as the jackass thrust in again and again and again. The pain was like nothing she'd felt before. She howled as loud as she could with a hand clasped over her mouth. She hoped, prayed, wished that someone-- anyone would come, see this man forcing himself on her and kill him. If only he hadn't knocked away her dagger!
She screamed again, tears blurring her vision of the star-studded night sky. How dare he-- this male, this despicable male-- inflict such pain on her, Jade. The daughter of Kiana Darkk, the greatest assassin Terreille had ever known, second only to Surreal.
She almost sighed in relief as he began to withdraw, only to come crashing down on her again. She yelled as loud as she could.
"Hey, what're you doing?!" Came a voice from behind the man. The male turned in shock, and she got a glimpse of a girl not much older than herself. "Hey!" The girl cried and launched an attack of Opal power at the male, killing him instantly. Jade drew a deep breath and passed out in relief.
When Jade awoke she instantly looked around the room for an escape. There was one window to her left, opened, letting in a glorious fresh breeze. She sniffed it, greatful to see the light of a new day. The door swung open in front of her.
In came a small girl with red hair and a bright smile. "Hi!" She said perkily, "I'm Sarai. You are?" "Jade," she managed to croak out, her voice sounding like sand paper. It was going to take it awhile to regain it's silky smooth tone. "Nice to meet you. I found you yesterday getting raped by some bloody bastard. Hope you don't mind that I brought you back here instead of leaving you with a corpse in an alley," Sarai explained, setting a tray on the bedside table.
Inticing aromas filled the air around her, while she looked at the food with a ravenous hunger. "Hungry?" Sarai asked, following her gaze, "You should be. You slept for three days." Jade nodded solemnly. Cautiously, she put her hands on the bed and pushed herself up, letting up a breathless squeak of pain. She reached over, clasping her hands around the warm bowl of oatmeal, savoring its feel. Jade began to eat, slowly but surely, while Sarai sat in a chair in a corner of the room and began to read.
After finishing the last of her apple slices, she looked up at Sarai, wondering where to begin. "Where am I?" She asked hoarsely. "The Circuit. You're welcome to stay as long as you like," Sarai answered with a gentle smile. "Yes, thank you. I think I'll take you up on your offer. At least until I get a better one," Jade replied, her voice cracking a few times in the process.
*End Flashback*
That was the first time she'd ever been here. And she'd stayed since then, seeing a definite lack of 'better' offers. The Circuit offered protection that a lone girl couldn't find in a lot of places. It's a good place to be. She wondered if Silvara was going to end up here too. Who knows. Perhaps.
Anyway, that was the past. Albeit, not a very old past, but past nonetheless. In fact, it seemed like forever, but it had only been two years ago. (She was fourteen now.) Two years she had been with the Circuit. In that time she'd made more friends than she'd known possible, gained a 'brother' of sorts, and improved in her arts at an amazingly fast rate. She'd regained the same silk-tone of voice, but refused to use it. Men, she thought with a shudder, ew.
Your probably wondering how Jade was raped right? Well, I'll explain. Just because Witch destroyed the tainted Blood, doesn't mean she destroyed the wrong of the realms. It's the nature of humans, even Blood, to feel lust, and to make mistakes. No one is perfect. Although the rate of broken and mad females declined greatly, males still had the capacity to take advantage of a woman's weakness, and some made the wrong decision to do so. It's as simple as that.
With a quiet sigh, Jade thought herself into the dark depths of sleep. Sleep which she so desperately needed.
AN: Whaddya think? Good? Bad? Oh well, I thought it was just a little cool something to add in there. Hope you enjoyed. And remember. REVIEW! The more reviews I get the faster I write and post. I guarantee it.