Chapter 2 Remembrance ( A/M enjoy this incredibly short snippet of Aletea's
first day at Midnight)
I can remember the first day I came to Midnight. I am of the Fae, an all in all 100% fairy. No we do not collect your teeth, nor do we aid a boy named Peter Pan. We are immortals with knowledge and power of an old magic.
Our powers are not significant, especially mine because I was taken away before I finished my training, or rather my taming of my magic, otherwise I would have busted myself out of this place.
My powers grow strongly as the time passes, as well Jaguar knows it. That is why he works so hard in breaking me, and it is also the reason why I have not broken yet.
But back to my first day at Midnight. Like any other slave I was brought before Jeshickah, who exchanged rather rude remarks about my appearance and my heritage with the vampire that brought me, Nathaniel.
But finally she bought me when Jaguar came into the room and had a different view on my appearance. I remember when he first brought me into his chambers.
~*~*~ Flashback
" What is your name." He said down to me. I was concentrating on not whimpering at the " light" beating he had just given me.
" Why the hell do you care?" I said through gritted teeth. His boot connected with my jaw, sending me flying backwards. Luckily it wasn't broken, Fae bones weren't as frail as human ones.
" I asked you nicely," he said in a tisking sort of tone (A/N I dunno if there is such a thing but u get the point right?)
" Yah well so did I," I looked defiantly in his eye.oops wrong thing to do. Those beautiful black eyes were like night, a time when I was free. But then reality brought me back; whether it was night or day I was no longer free. He laughed and brought me up swiftly so that our eyes were level.
" I did wonder why Nathaniel gave up such a great specimen. I have always thought Fae's were beautiful but if I remember correctly they aren't as fiery as you." Yah well that's what being a slave will do to you; I wanted to scream at him.
" Fae's are beautiful because they don't mix with your kind," I practically spat the word " mix" at him through my rage. It only earned me a blow to my head that knocked me out.
After that I don't remember anything, just waking up in the arms of a rather, pleased shifter vampire. Truth be told, I'd rather not know what had happened during the time I wasn't conscious. (A/N if you get what am sayin ::wink wink nudge nudge::)
A/N OK that was short chapter wasn't it? Srry am just writing w/e comes to my mind ( if u've read my other work u know what am sayin) more to com ...um whenever!
I can remember the first day I came to Midnight. I am of the Fae, an all in all 100% fairy. No we do not collect your teeth, nor do we aid a boy named Peter Pan. We are immortals with knowledge and power of an old magic.
Our powers are not significant, especially mine because I was taken away before I finished my training, or rather my taming of my magic, otherwise I would have busted myself out of this place.
My powers grow strongly as the time passes, as well Jaguar knows it. That is why he works so hard in breaking me, and it is also the reason why I have not broken yet.
But back to my first day at Midnight. Like any other slave I was brought before Jeshickah, who exchanged rather rude remarks about my appearance and my heritage with the vampire that brought me, Nathaniel.
But finally she bought me when Jaguar came into the room and had a different view on my appearance. I remember when he first brought me into his chambers.
~*~*~ Flashback
" What is your name." He said down to me. I was concentrating on not whimpering at the " light" beating he had just given me.
" Why the hell do you care?" I said through gritted teeth. His boot connected with my jaw, sending me flying backwards. Luckily it wasn't broken, Fae bones weren't as frail as human ones.
" I asked you nicely," he said in a tisking sort of tone (A/N I dunno if there is such a thing but u get the point right?)
" Yah well so did I," I looked defiantly in his eye.oops wrong thing to do. Those beautiful black eyes were like night, a time when I was free. But then reality brought me back; whether it was night or day I was no longer free. He laughed and brought me up swiftly so that our eyes were level.
" I did wonder why Nathaniel gave up such a great specimen. I have always thought Fae's were beautiful but if I remember correctly they aren't as fiery as you." Yah well that's what being a slave will do to you; I wanted to scream at him.
" Fae's are beautiful because they don't mix with your kind," I practically spat the word " mix" at him through my rage. It only earned me a blow to my head that knocked me out.
After that I don't remember anything, just waking up in the arms of a rather, pleased shifter vampire. Truth be told, I'd rather not know what had happened during the time I wasn't conscious. (A/N if you get what am sayin ::wink wink nudge nudge::)
A/N OK that was short chapter wasn't it? Srry am just writing w/e comes to my mind ( if u've read my other work u know what am sayin) more to com ...um whenever!
