The Child
Disclaimer: oh you all know the drill by now! *shoos off the IRS* the character's are NOT mine, they belong to She Whom We Worship, Tamora Pierce. Although, if you see a character and you go "who the hell is that?!" chances are it's mine. Don't sue me. I'm poor. *the IRS will not leave so Eve takes out her glaive and wields it around her head menacingly* I mean it! Now shoo! Shoo, I say, SHOO!!!
A/N: this is rated PG-13 because of a lot of swearing, and sex. (Rape is also in this first chapter. . .it's kinda the whole plot of the story. . .) just a warning: the beginning sucks, I know. I couldn't think of a better way to start it. I came up with this idea before I started reading Lady Knight, so I know a lot of stuff is wrong/different. Just deal with it, k? enjoy the first chapter!
Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan sat in her room. Alone. Bored. No duty had been set for her, even with the Scanran War in progress. She needed something to do!
Kel left her room, in search for something to keep her occupied, at least for tonight. Her new friend, and fellow Lady Knight, Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and Olau saw her in the hallways. "Where are you heading, Kel?" she asked, smiling at the younger woman.
"I think I'm going to go for a nice long walk," Kel drawled. She nodded to Alanna, smiling slightly and continued to walk. Alanna wondered if Kel realized she carried no weapons. Oh, she's a big girl, Alanna thought to herself. Anyone she encounters she can take care of without her pretty little glaive. Alanna continued on her way.
Kel started to daydream as she walked. Mainly about Cleon. She missed him so much! Letter's just weren't enough…She started to think about what she'd do when he got here in two weeks. She dreamed about running up, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him fiercely, not having a care in the world as to who saw.
She was just thinking about what they'd do that night when she realized how deep into the Royal Forest she was. Could she find her way out? She jumped; something big moved at her left. She couldn't see it but she heard it. "Who's there?" she shouted. She sounded braver than she felt. "Answer me!" She jumped again when something else moved at her right.
Something big and strong—much taller than Cleon, or ever Lord Raoul of Goldenlake and Malorie's Peak—grabbed her from behind. She let out one good scream before it clamped a hand over her mouth. She groped for her belt knife—it wasn't there! How could she have been so careless as to go outside without a weapon?!
She tried to kick the man who grabbed her in the groin, only to find it wasn't in the proper place. The kidnapper and Kel began to move further into the forest. Kel heard hooves. Had someone on horseback grabbed her? But the angel of the arms wasn't right. She twisted frantically. Her captor most likely thought she was struggling to be free—she really just wanted to get a look at him.
What she saw mad her blood run cold: a centaur.
The last time she had come in contact with a centaur he had tried to buy her because she looked like she was strong enough to bear his children. Kel was deadly afraid that's what this one was thinking too.
Now Kel began to thrash trying to free herself. The immortal was too strong. Her arm pressure points didn't even work. He seemed set on his goal. All the while, he galloped faster, and farther away from the safety of the palace.
Kel wore her throat raw trying to scream. It did no good. After five minuets of kicking and screaming, Kel felt the centaur slow down. They had reached a dark cave, half hidden by bushes.
He strode into the cave and threw her against the wall, hard. She yelped but it came out a mere squeak. From this angle, even in the dark, she knew that he was a stallion. Before she even had time to think about that, in one swift swipe, he had removed her breeches and loincloth. Kel wasn't sure what happened next. There were terrible pains in her loins, her legs stretched far. Her vision blacked out, but she was still, unfortunately, conscious.
The centaur proceeded to rip off her tunic and shirt. Something fell away from Kel's neck.
She flailed her arms wildly, but she couldn't reach anything. She was practically bent in two. Somehow she found her voice. She wasn't sure if she screamed in agony, or in hopes that someone might hear her and get this great beast out of her.
Tears poured out her eyes. She was helpless. She was hurt. Keladry of Mindelan, the Yamani Lump, was being raped and there wasn't a thing she could do to help herself. One more ear-piercing scream escaped her lips...she felt consciousness slip away. She was almost thankful. The last thing she remembered was a cry of rage and a flash of purple light…
A/N: Alanna to the rescue! Yep, I'm telling you now, Alanna saved Kel. gee, I don't think you would have guessed that one, eh? :P anyhow, please review. I'm not gonna say I need a certain number to continue, I'm gonna continue anyway. :) anyhow, I hoped you liked it. It gets better, I promise. I hope anyway. . .humm. . .right then, please review and the next chapter should be up shortly.