Wow, I didn't expect one review for the last chappie. Oh well if you like it I'll continue it!!!!

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Reviewer's Response:

Nataku: You seriously didn't think that that was fourteen pages of absolute crap? Wow. Now the Torn Prince's chapter is going to be up… maybe after The Bound Woman, which is this chapter. Enjoy!!

Dre: Umm.. No I haven't heard of that but you can e-mail me, and send me that, sure. Me e-mail's sweetkitty33@hotmail.com

Doped Out Bunny: (nice name, he he) was it really freaky? Cause for me that was just a mild shock… My talent? Do I even have a talent? I might… I rock!!! Yeah!!!! I want a lolly!!! I salute you back!! Sir… Ma'am… whatever… I shall continue this….

Shadowcat832: Yup first review!!! Ain't you a happy little kitty? Yeah the first chappie was choppy…Yup I will do a long chappie on Ryan and Royce don't worry… I will do an alternate chapter about the ghost and the last words and stuff, so watch out for that!!

Redrose2310: You want more? I'll give you more!!!!!!!!! He he….

I think that's about all the reviewers… but should I do a chapter on the Withered Lover? Maybe I should just do a small chappie for her...Tell me!!! Ok here's the rest of the story!!!!

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Bianca tried to crimp her sister's hair, but she couldn't her, hands where to shaky. She was feeling odd today. Her dress was uncomfortable the corset was too tight and she woke up with a headache.

"Ow!" Mary, Bianca's sister, cried out.

"Sorry!"

Her sister grumbled about her hair.

[I'm lost.]

Bianca called out for her mother, "Mother! I have a headache can you do Mary's hair?"

There was no response just the sound of feet coming down the wooden steps and a brown head appeared.

"Yes of course, you must be tired, I will cal the doctor."

Bianca's stomach sank.

She hated the doctor, and all of his 'medical appliances'

All he did was making a cut and said that she was cured, when Bianca only felt weaker.

She hated when she was bled.

It hurt and it felt weird.

She let her mom take over and she went to get her cloak.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to buy something."

"Yes, be back in an hour!" Her mother called.

Bianca didn't say anything.

She walked out and gasped.

It was freezing!

She ran back inside and got her heavier cloak.

She stepped outside again and walked to the market.

She kept walking until she was at the edge of the wood and she could barely hear the noise of the city.

She stepped onto the witch's hidden trail.

She was a witch, and she admitted it.

But never out loud, for they would torture her until she told where every other witch was.

She walked on.

She began to feel it.

The power of twelve witches waiting for her, to join the Circle of Thirteen.

She stepped into a clearing

And twelve girls bowed.

They started chanting in an ancient language and started dancing around the fire, until it rose.

The chanting became louder and twelve girls stopped and Bianca joined in.

She joined in and started dancing around.

They didn't notice that five people had followed them to see what they were going to do.

"WITCH!!!"

The circle scattered and disappeared.

Bianca ran for the edge of the woods.

Her black curly hair fell loose and in got in her eyes. She kept running and tripped over a tree root. Bianca winced and got up and was immediately surrounded by people that had seen what they had done.

She was immediately accused

"How could you!!"

"You were so good!"

"You shall burn!!"

"You shall be banished!"

"Witch!! Its your fault for all the winters we have suffered through!!"

Bianca stood there and summoned all her power.

Fire, she thought

Fire all around me

Fire to protect me

Fire to escape!

Fire let me escape!

As she put together a spell she stood on her tiptoes.

Her hands shot up into the air and the trees erupted in flame, the people didn't know what to do so they ran into the thick wall of fire.

They screamed as they were burned, some fell already dead, and looking like a coal.

Bianca ran, like there was no tomorrow, she ran back into the woods.

She kept running until she found herself at the dance site.

"Oh no." she muttered

The second the words were out of her mouth soldiers surrounded her.

They didn't give her chance to escape, they just grabbed her and dragged her to the edge of the wood were some people had brought the Tools.

AN: The Tools were used to torture witches. Or who they thought were witches.

Bianca knew wheat was coming and she felt fear, she stated to tremble, for she had been striped from her cloak and was standing there in the cold of the 1667 winter.

She stated shivering as the townspeople glared at her.

"No!! Its not true!!"

Bianca's mother was at the back of the mob sobbing, "She couldn't have done it!!"

The town minister came forward and sprayed her with holy water.

The people expected her to burn like she was just hit with sulfuric acid.

They watched in amaze met as the droplets began to hiss and they began to evaporate.

"There! Mrs. Fairfax! Your daughter is a witch!" The minister said the words filled with malice.

Mrs. Fairfax, Bianca's mother, began to cry and she fell to her knees.

"If she is indeed a witch," The minister hissed, "then so could you."

The minister without warning sprayed her with water and watched at the water just trickled down leaving a wet trail on her arms and face.

"Are you happy?" Mrs. Fairfax hissed.

The minister stood there.

She stepped up to her daughter, and whispered, "Why?"

She turned and left.

The minter nodded at the soldiers that held her and then her writs where cuffed.

Bianca's little sister watched with tears in her eyes.

Bianca saw this and looked away in shame.

Her little sister walked up to the minister and said, "Why are you doing this to my sister?"

The minister grabbed her arm roughly and sprayer her to and watched and the droplet fell down her arm.

The Minster let go of her arm, "You sister is being tortured, so she could tell us where the other witches are hiding."

Mary stood there, the news sinking into her little seven-year-old brain.

Mary whimpered and fled the scene.

Bianca winced as the cuffs were tightened.

"So, where are the others."

"Let me go."

The minister stood in front of her face, and said with venomous voice, "No"

Bianca wiggled her writs, just making a big cut.

The minister saw this and slapped her across the face.

Bianca gave a startled cry, and she spit in his face anger and hatred shining in her eyes.

The minister wiped his face and looked around, "No, she will not be tortured her, where the birds are singing the sun is shining, and the snow make is a beautiful white blanket"

"Take her to the Room!!" the town's people shouted.

Bianca' fear turned into panic.

The Room! No she had to escape! No one ever went there only to visit and for a trial.

It was originally a church but it was turned into a Room a few years ago when the town's people saw it pointless to have to churches on the side of town.

Bianca felt panic again coming like tidal waves

The soldiers dragged her off the road and into the snow.

But, one of them picked her up and ripped of her shoes only to leave her with her white stockings.

They dropped her ad she gasped when she felt the cold.

Bianca danced around while the people laughed.

She took a deep breath and continued walking; the people followed with smirks on the faces some still snickering.

Bianca felt the freezing cold and her throat constricted.

Her feet where numb now.

She was dragged roughly and the she saw it.

The Room.

Her throat constricted even more.

She was ready to cry,

She walked closer and she trembled even more.

She knew what was coming, endless pain, bruises, people laughing, and her body torn and bleeding, the other torturetes watching with pity and anger.

She was at the metal door.

The minister came forward and opened the door.

She was shoved inside, and she reeled.

The smell was over powering. She was shoved back inside; it was then when she picked up the sounds.

The whimpers the yells, the shouts, the curses and the growling.

She was let to a stand.

She stood there and the soldiers brought the cuffs.

It was just as the imagined.

Everyone was looking at her with triumph.

Only the others that were hanging on the cages where howling and looking at her with pity.

She hated those looks.

But she was one the Tortured ones now.

The soldier stood behind her.

He grabbed her wrist and put on the spiked the cuffs.

She felt the spikes digging into her wrists but she didn't dare make any sound.

Then the other soldier came with long cylinder like 'cuffs but they where used for legs

The soldier lifter the hem of her dress up one foot and closed each 'cuff' around her legs.

As he did that, she was startle to hear the soldier's voice, "You're very lucky. The minister sometimes asks us to rape the women."

Bianca couldn't answer but she shivered.

Just because she was a witch doesn't mean that she still doesn't have human feelings.

"Sorry," the soldier whispered.

He pulled the clasp that tightened the cuffs; makes the spikes bury themselves in her legs.

Bianca let out a shriek so loud that the people reeled back.

The soldiers grabbed her and pulled her to a cage.

Then it started.

The shaking.

The ground trembled and the metal walls groaned as if in pain.

The shaking became so fierce that cages started falling, and breaking.

Skulls fell to the floor and women started shrieking.

No one saw the handle though.

The handle of big coffin that was occupied by one person.

She was already dead.

The handle flew and the coffin opened revealing the body of the latest witch.

No one saw where the sharp handle flew at.

No one but Bianca.

It flew straight at her throat.

To busy watching the twelve-year-old 'witch.' she didn't notice the handle fly and bury itself in her throat.

She shook from the pain her eyes still transfixed on the girl, she fell side ways the handle was pushed back until it was a nub on her throat.

Bianca died.

Her body still shaking uncontrollably.

She stood up her vision set at a strange angle.

She tried to level her head but found it impossible since there was a piece of metal handle stuck inside her throat.

Her eyes once more landed on the 'witch.'

She was a friend of hers, innocent but the people believed anything.

Even people who didn't even know her accused her.

Two towns got together to put her in the Coffin.

The spikes were sharp and long.

She was dragged here, and was dropped inside, the spikes piercing her back.

Then ignoring her anguished screams they lowered the top and the spiked on the top were driven through her hears, eyes, skull and brain.

All because of one simple joke Bianca had made.

Her body was stuck on the top of the coffin.

The spikes where holding her there.

Her face.

One, a very beautiful, was now ruined, the eyes were just a white mess, there holes on her face and her skull was open. Her brain hung down.

Her dress, once a nice blue, now red.

Bianca's eyes took all of this in, and then her body started shaking. Her eyes seeing thing she shouldn't.

She was watching herself lure children into the woods and making a lake of blood and a mountain of organs skin, hair and bones.

She stopped shaking and her vision saw a destroyed building.

She turned around and headed into the woods waiting for the next careless child to be her very first victim.

She knew who it was but she couldn't stop her self.

She hid three yards away from the edge of the forest.

It was then that her sister decided to grieve in the forest.

Bianca watched her sister, looking at her like no other child.

Her body started shaking once more ad she saw herself jump behind Mary and shove her to a tree and choking her by stepping on her throat.

Bianca wandered behind her and watched waiting until she reached the oak tree twelve feet away.

Ten feet…

Eight feet…

Five feet…

Four feet…

Two feet…

One foot…

She flew and shoved her so hard she her face was bloody.

Mary turned over and let out a scream before Bianca stepped on her throat. Killing her from the impact of the heel of her shoe against her throat.

The town heard her scream and rushed into the forest.

Only to find Mary's clothes on the ground.

A few day's later, Mary's parent's received a package.

Mary's mom opened only to scream and faint.

Her dad ran and stared at the contents.

In the package wrapped in the most expensive material, soaked in blood, were Mary's eyes, brain and heart.

Bianca watched her parent's reaction with indifference.

He started shaking again, and she saw her next-door neighbors boy walk into the forest and herself ambushing him and sending his parent's his eyes. Brain, and heart, just likes her parent's.

She had to hurry; she will never be late for a victim.

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Oh my God. I don't think I'm gonna sleep today.

My hands are shaking man! Ok this is a little shorter that all the other chapters but I wanted to get this story off my back, so I can finish the other ones.

Also the clasp for the Leg cuff? They look just like the ones on a roller blade, and you know what happens when you pull the plastic thing.

Yeah bye… next chapter will be up next week!!!