Konnichiwa Minna-chan! I'm so sorry that I haven't writen anything
*new* in soooo long!!! But to make up for that, here is chapter one of my
latest fic...hope you enjoy it, and super huge thanx to my editor Kaguya-chan!
You're the best! Please e-me with comments k? ^_^
starbunny66@hotmail.com
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A Wish Come True
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter #1
Rating: PG-PG-13
All the girls turned and fled screaming at the sound of
"Horses approaching! The Royal Gaurd is near!!!".
Serena grabbed one last loaf of bread, then turned and followed the
remaining pesant girls out of the market square and into the fields, heading
for the forest. She chanted under her breath as she ran, same as she did every
day. But luck wasn't on her side, and so she hadn't gotten very far before a
horse came up behind her.
"Halt thief!!" the horseman shouted, but she igonred him and kept running.
She knew that if she stopped, it ment death. Spotting an opening in the bushes
Serena darted into the forest, unfornetly, what she didn't see was the tree root
that arched gracefully out into the middle of path to catch her small foot and
flung her every so gracefully into the dirt.
'This just isn't my day!' Serena thought as she picked herself up quickly
and glanced around to be sure that know one had seen her. Then she continued running.
Suddenly a hand shot out of no where and grabbed her wrist!
'No! no! Not the gaurd, not today! I'm almost home!' Serena's mind
raced as the man clamped his hand over her mouth and his other arm encircled
her slender waist. Panic siezed her. Her captor turned her around slowly,
trying to get a look at her.
Serena was a frenzied mess of hair and arms and legs as she struggled
hard to get away, the mans surprised calls of:
"Whoa! Calm down! I don't want to hurt you!"
bearly regestering in her ears. In the end, Serena finally realized that her
captor was too strong, and so she gave up and let her body go still.
Serena closed her eyes, and waited for the beating that was sure to
follow. She only hoped that the soldier would let her live. The young man gently
tipped her chin up so that she looked him in the eyes, and Serena's heart went
still. She could see so many emotions in the two deep blue orbs that it almost
frightened her.
Staring up into the face of one of the royal guard Serena felt her body
start to tremble, and felt a tear slid down her cheek. The soldior felt pity
toward the young girl, and held her carefully, making no sudden moves, so that he
wouldn't scare her more then she already so obviously was.
"Hey now, what are you so afraid of?" He asked quietly.
But Serena was talking too, her voice barely more then a whisper. If it
had been anyone else, Serena would have resigned herself to her fate, and just let
him beat her, but for some reason, she felt that this man was different. So she
decided to try and get him to take pity on her and maybe be granted a pardon.
"Please...let me go. I won't do it again! I swear it! I'll return it all!
Please...please have mercy..." She tried to still her shaking voice and body, but
found that she could not, and looking into this man's expressive eyes was not
helping things.
"Not do *what* ever again?" The soldior asked, and as he pondored what
the girl had said, he made the mistake of loosening his hold on her arms *ever so
slightly* and... Serena took off like a rocket, leaving the young soldier with and
sharp pain in his shin!
"Yeow!!!" the young man yelled, and in doing so, spooking his horse, which
had been standing quietly near by, sending it running neighing at the top of it's
lungs away into the forest!...which just so happened to be the opposite direction in
which Serena was heading.
With a curse under his breath, the soldier debated between running after the
peasent girl or his horse. The horse won out, and Serena was left to navigate the
forest that she knew so well, and make her way home unharmed.
At least..that was her theory. She had only run for about 5 minutes, her
lungs nearly bursting, and her heart thumping wildly in her chest, before she was
once again stopped. This time though, mercy was not on her side.
Serena looked up in to the cold, steely, eyes of Marcus, the Captain of the
Gaurd! Macrus had an iron-like grip on her forearms, and so Serena didn't even bother
to struggle against him. She only stared..her face white with terror.
"Well well..." Marcus mused to himeself, "What do we have here? If it isn't
the leader of the rats..Serena!" The way he sneered as he said her name flared up
Serena's temper, but she bit her lip and willed herself to settle for a hate filled
glare.
Marcus's face was stone, and his eyes also held no emotion. Serena was suddenly
and totally afraid of him. She had heard many terrifying stories as to what Marcus did
to prisoners, and she doubted that he would let her go unharmed...that is, *if* he let
her live, which she also stongly doubted.
Serena knew that Marcus lived for the day that he finally caught her, because
she had given him so much trouble in the last few years, always staying one step ahead
of the game, and never letting him catch her. She was the leader of her villages daily
"scavenges" in the maket place, which had earned her and the others the name "scavengers",
which was also, in reality, when she and the other girls from her village stole food from
the royal maketplace, because they were to poor to buy anything.
Marcus bent down so that his face was right next her's and breathed cigar tinged
breath in her face as he spoke.
"You and me are going back to *my* place, and we're gonna have a little 'talk',
Miss Market Thief."
Serena glared at him, and refused to let her fear show though. Marcus pulled
Serena along until they came to his horse, then set her up on the bareback and got on
behind her.
As they sped off, the young soldier brushed his ebony hair out of his eyes
and paused, listening to the hoves pounding in the distance. He paid it no mind and
turned his horse in the opposite direction and trotted off to look for other scavengers.
*************
When they arrived at Marcus's one room soldier's house, Marcus dismounted and
then half carried, half dropped Serena off the horse. Serena let out at slight yelp as
she nearly hit the ground before Marcus caught her, and none to gently one might add,
and then cursed herself for letting a weakness show though. Marcus laughed snidly,
"What's that matter Sere? Afraid of falling a few feet?" With that he grabbed
her arm and dragged her inside the house.
Bolting the door, Marcus pulled Serena over to a corner, where an unmade bed
was and sat her down on it. Then he walked across the room to the table and took off
his cape. He dropped it in a heap and picked up a goblet. After drinking for a moment,
he set it down and and returned to where Serena sat watching him in silence; her eyes
burning like hatered filled coals.
He looked the young girl over *slowly*, drinking in her inoccent beauty. She
wore a dark blue cotton dress, which was slightly too big in the neckling, and so had
slipped down baring one of her shoulders. It was laced cris-cross style up the front
from a few inches above her belly button, to the top of her chest. Her dress was
slightly dipped in the front, at the spot where the laces were tied together, and showed
just a little "skin".
Marcus's eyes went on to travel past her narrow waist and over the, once bright,
white apron and down to Serena's tiny bare feet. He sat down beside her and taced a line
down the side of her face.
"You know Sere...you are a *very* beautiful girl..." Serena turned her head away.
Marcus fingered her long blond hair. Her hair was her pride. She had never cut
it, so that it now was down to her knees. She wore it loose, with 2 small braides running
from her temples to a few inches below the back of her neck, where they were joined together
to make a "y" shape hanging down her back; thus holding the rest of her hair back from her
face.
Marcus leaned in and drank in the sent of her hair, then said in a low voice,
right in her ear,
"Such wonderus hair...you really should take better care of it..."
Serena stiffened, it wasn't *her* fault that she had very little soap and only the river
to bath in! Still, she knew that her hair gleamed brightly, presently, as she had just
washed it last night.
Marcus ran his hands up and down her arms, half sitting behind her, and he
could feel Serena's body begin to shake.
"What's the matter Serena? Never been touched by a *man* before? I can give
you a good showing..." With that he held her arms and leaned in around her, kissing
her neck! Serena was repulsed, and resisted the urge to throw-up, even though that
was nearly imppossible to do, because it had been over 3 days since she had last eaten!
Marcus kissed her thoat, and then the other side of her neck forcing her to turn
her face toward him. Then he pushed her down on his bed, so that she was on her back, and
leaned over her.
"I can foget about this little stealing problem of yours for one little favor
Sere...and I think that we both know what *that* is..." He traced a line across her
shoulders, over the skin below her throat and up her chin to her tap his finger on her
lips.
A little favor? Who did he think he was kidding? Of course she -knew- what
it was! It was the same thing Marcus always wanted...a young virgin girl to warm his
bed at night! Gathering all her courage, Serena forced her voice to work and managed
to whisper though her fear,
"Never."
"What did you say, dear?" Marcus said, his voice loosing all traces of teasing,
and now deadly quiet.
"NEVER!!!" Serena screamed and tried to push him off of her. Marcus's eyes
turned steel hard again, and his face became redder then the fires of hell! Then he
slapped her. Hard. Serena reeled back and lay on the bed dazed. Marcus glowerd down
at her for a moment, paused, then grabbed her arm and yanked her off the bed and out
the back door. Once outside, he threw her to the ground and picked up his whip from a
post by the back door.
"You had your chance country wench, and now you will get what you truely
deserve!!!"
With that, Marcus brought the whip down across the peasent girls back! Serena
screamed in agony and tried to pull herself up and away, but already another lash was
comingdown. Resigned to her fate, Serena lay unmoving on the ground and listened to the
whip wizzing though the air and cracking across her back. Each time it came down, she
cried out, and each time she cried out, Marcus cursed her and brought the whip down
harder.
Finally he stopped, and Serena felt light headed. Marcus's voice floated through
air and penetrated her thoughts.
"Get out."
Serena raised herself up on her arms and lifted her head nearly blacking out.
"I *said* GET OUT!!!" Marcus roared, cracking the whip down in the dirt beside
her.
Serena forced herself to her feet and staggered out of the yard, her head
swimming and Marcus's last words to her ringing in her mind...
'If you *ever* tell anyone who did this to you, you will be dead by sunset.'
Serena stumbled down the field path, praying that she die quickly now, and not have
to suffer in the future. She heard hoves in the distance, and prayed that it was not
another gaurd. Her hopes were shattered when she saw the royal crest glinting brightly
on the purple sash that the rider wore. She stopped and lowered her head. She knew that
she would be dead that night.
**************
Yeah, yeah...so we all know that she can't die, I have 4 more parts coming! Oh,
did I spoil my pathetic attempt at a cliff hanger? Gomen ne... ^^;;
"Those who hear not the music...think the dancers mad!"
*new* in soooo long!!! But to make up for that, here is chapter one of my
latest fic...hope you enjoy it, and super huge thanx to my editor Kaguya-chan!
You're the best! Please e-me with comments k? ^_^
starbunny66@hotmail.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Wish Come True
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter #1
Rating: PG-PG-13
All the girls turned and fled screaming at the sound of
"Horses approaching! The Royal Gaurd is near!!!".
Serena grabbed one last loaf of bread, then turned and followed the
remaining pesant girls out of the market square and into the fields, heading
for the forest. She chanted under her breath as she ran, same as she did every
day. But luck wasn't on her side, and so she hadn't gotten very far before a
horse came up behind her.
"Halt thief!!" the horseman shouted, but she igonred him and kept running.
She knew that if she stopped, it ment death. Spotting an opening in the bushes
Serena darted into the forest, unfornetly, what she didn't see was the tree root
that arched gracefully out into the middle of path to catch her small foot and
flung her every so gracefully into the dirt.
'This just isn't my day!' Serena thought as she picked herself up quickly
and glanced around to be sure that know one had seen her. Then she continued running.
Suddenly a hand shot out of no where and grabbed her wrist!
'No! no! Not the gaurd, not today! I'm almost home!' Serena's mind
raced as the man clamped his hand over her mouth and his other arm encircled
her slender waist. Panic siezed her. Her captor turned her around slowly,
trying to get a look at her.
Serena was a frenzied mess of hair and arms and legs as she struggled
hard to get away, the mans surprised calls of:
"Whoa! Calm down! I don't want to hurt you!"
bearly regestering in her ears. In the end, Serena finally realized that her
captor was too strong, and so she gave up and let her body go still.
Serena closed her eyes, and waited for the beating that was sure to
follow. She only hoped that the soldier would let her live. The young man gently
tipped her chin up so that she looked him in the eyes, and Serena's heart went
still. She could see so many emotions in the two deep blue orbs that it almost
frightened her.
Staring up into the face of one of the royal guard Serena felt her body
start to tremble, and felt a tear slid down her cheek. The soldior felt pity
toward the young girl, and held her carefully, making no sudden moves, so that he
wouldn't scare her more then she already so obviously was.
"Hey now, what are you so afraid of?" He asked quietly.
But Serena was talking too, her voice barely more then a whisper. If it
had been anyone else, Serena would have resigned herself to her fate, and just let
him beat her, but for some reason, she felt that this man was different. So she
decided to try and get him to take pity on her and maybe be granted a pardon.
"Please...let me go. I won't do it again! I swear it! I'll return it all!
Please...please have mercy..." She tried to still her shaking voice and body, but
found that she could not, and looking into this man's expressive eyes was not
helping things.
"Not do *what* ever again?" The soldior asked, and as he pondored what
the girl had said, he made the mistake of loosening his hold on her arms *ever so
slightly* and... Serena took off like a rocket, leaving the young soldier with and
sharp pain in his shin!
"Yeow!!!" the young man yelled, and in doing so, spooking his horse, which
had been standing quietly near by, sending it running neighing at the top of it's
lungs away into the forest!...which just so happened to be the opposite direction in
which Serena was heading.
With a curse under his breath, the soldier debated between running after the
peasent girl or his horse. The horse won out, and Serena was left to navigate the
forest that she knew so well, and make her way home unharmed.
At least..that was her theory. She had only run for about 5 minutes, her
lungs nearly bursting, and her heart thumping wildly in her chest, before she was
once again stopped. This time though, mercy was not on her side.
Serena looked up in to the cold, steely, eyes of Marcus, the Captain of the
Gaurd! Macrus had an iron-like grip on her forearms, and so Serena didn't even bother
to struggle against him. She only stared..her face white with terror.
"Well well..." Marcus mused to himeself, "What do we have here? If it isn't
the leader of the rats..Serena!" The way he sneered as he said her name flared up
Serena's temper, but she bit her lip and willed herself to settle for a hate filled
glare.
Marcus's face was stone, and his eyes also held no emotion. Serena was suddenly
and totally afraid of him. She had heard many terrifying stories as to what Marcus did
to prisoners, and she doubted that he would let her go unharmed...that is, *if* he let
her live, which she also stongly doubted.
Serena knew that Marcus lived for the day that he finally caught her, because
she had given him so much trouble in the last few years, always staying one step ahead
of the game, and never letting him catch her. She was the leader of her villages daily
"scavenges" in the maket place, which had earned her and the others the name "scavengers",
which was also, in reality, when she and the other girls from her village stole food from
the royal maketplace, because they were to poor to buy anything.
Marcus bent down so that his face was right next her's and breathed cigar tinged
breath in her face as he spoke.
"You and me are going back to *my* place, and we're gonna have a little 'talk',
Miss Market Thief."
Serena glared at him, and refused to let her fear show though. Marcus pulled
Serena along until they came to his horse, then set her up on the bareback and got on
behind her.
As they sped off, the young soldier brushed his ebony hair out of his eyes
and paused, listening to the hoves pounding in the distance. He paid it no mind and
turned his horse in the opposite direction and trotted off to look for other scavengers.
*************
When they arrived at Marcus's one room soldier's house, Marcus dismounted and
then half carried, half dropped Serena off the horse. Serena let out at slight yelp as
she nearly hit the ground before Marcus caught her, and none to gently one might add,
and then cursed herself for letting a weakness show though. Marcus laughed snidly,
"What's that matter Sere? Afraid of falling a few feet?" With that he grabbed
her arm and dragged her inside the house.
Bolting the door, Marcus pulled Serena over to a corner, where an unmade bed
was and sat her down on it. Then he walked across the room to the table and took off
his cape. He dropped it in a heap and picked up a goblet. After drinking for a moment,
he set it down and and returned to where Serena sat watching him in silence; her eyes
burning like hatered filled coals.
He looked the young girl over *slowly*, drinking in her inoccent beauty. She
wore a dark blue cotton dress, which was slightly too big in the neckling, and so had
slipped down baring one of her shoulders. It was laced cris-cross style up the front
from a few inches above her belly button, to the top of her chest. Her dress was
slightly dipped in the front, at the spot where the laces were tied together, and showed
just a little "skin".
Marcus's eyes went on to travel past her narrow waist and over the, once bright,
white apron and down to Serena's tiny bare feet. He sat down beside her and taced a line
down the side of her face.
"You know Sere...you are a *very* beautiful girl..." Serena turned her head away.
Marcus fingered her long blond hair. Her hair was her pride. She had never cut
it, so that it now was down to her knees. She wore it loose, with 2 small braides running
from her temples to a few inches below the back of her neck, where they were joined together
to make a "y" shape hanging down her back; thus holding the rest of her hair back from her
face.
Marcus leaned in and drank in the sent of her hair, then said in a low voice,
right in her ear,
"Such wonderus hair...you really should take better care of it..."
Serena stiffened, it wasn't *her* fault that she had very little soap and only the river
to bath in! Still, she knew that her hair gleamed brightly, presently, as she had just
washed it last night.
Marcus ran his hands up and down her arms, half sitting behind her, and he
could feel Serena's body begin to shake.
"What's the matter Serena? Never been touched by a *man* before? I can give
you a good showing..." With that he held her arms and leaned in around her, kissing
her neck! Serena was repulsed, and resisted the urge to throw-up, even though that
was nearly imppossible to do, because it had been over 3 days since she had last eaten!
Marcus kissed her thoat, and then the other side of her neck forcing her to turn
her face toward him. Then he pushed her down on his bed, so that she was on her back, and
leaned over her.
"I can foget about this little stealing problem of yours for one little favor
Sere...and I think that we both know what *that* is..." He traced a line across her
shoulders, over the skin below her throat and up her chin to her tap his finger on her
lips.
A little favor? Who did he think he was kidding? Of course she -knew- what
it was! It was the same thing Marcus always wanted...a young virgin girl to warm his
bed at night! Gathering all her courage, Serena forced her voice to work and managed
to whisper though her fear,
"Never."
"What did you say, dear?" Marcus said, his voice loosing all traces of teasing,
and now deadly quiet.
"NEVER!!!" Serena screamed and tried to push him off of her. Marcus's eyes
turned steel hard again, and his face became redder then the fires of hell! Then he
slapped her. Hard. Serena reeled back and lay on the bed dazed. Marcus glowerd down
at her for a moment, paused, then grabbed her arm and yanked her off the bed and out
the back door. Once outside, he threw her to the ground and picked up his whip from a
post by the back door.
"You had your chance country wench, and now you will get what you truely
deserve!!!"
With that, Marcus brought the whip down across the peasent girls back! Serena
screamed in agony and tried to pull herself up and away, but already another lash was
comingdown. Resigned to her fate, Serena lay unmoving on the ground and listened to the
whip wizzing though the air and cracking across her back. Each time it came down, she
cried out, and each time she cried out, Marcus cursed her and brought the whip down
harder.
Finally he stopped, and Serena felt light headed. Marcus's voice floated through
air and penetrated her thoughts.
"Get out."
Serena raised herself up on her arms and lifted her head nearly blacking out.
"I *said* GET OUT!!!" Marcus roared, cracking the whip down in the dirt beside
her.
Serena forced herself to her feet and staggered out of the yard, her head
swimming and Marcus's last words to her ringing in her mind...
'If you *ever* tell anyone who did this to you, you will be dead by sunset.'
Serena stumbled down the field path, praying that she die quickly now, and not have
to suffer in the future. She heard hoves in the distance, and prayed that it was not
another gaurd. Her hopes were shattered when she saw the royal crest glinting brightly
on the purple sash that the rider wore. She stopped and lowered her head. She knew that
she would be dead that night.
**************
Yeah, yeah...so we all know that she can't die, I have 4 more parts coming! Oh,
did I spoil my pathetic attempt at a cliff hanger? Gomen ne... ^^;;
"Those who hear not the music...think the dancers mad!"