Disclaimer- I do not own Digimon. And when I look at where this fanfic is
going . . . The Digimon Emperor does.
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Author's Note: Get ready . . . . For Miya-abuse!! Implied, but it's not
Miya-abuse right infront of you. This is just the beginning of a few
chapters that'll be about Akane's future or past or . . . Great, now I'm
confused.
- Rose ***********************************************************
Imperial Princess Chapter 14
A five-year-old child buried her head under her pillow and pulled the blanket over the pillow in an attempt to block out the voices coming from across the hall.
The child shivered from either the cold, night air coming in through the open window or because she heard another scream coming from her parents' room.
She gripped the pillow tighter, but she could still hear the sounds. Cold, harsh words. They got around the pillow and her heavy breathing and still reached her ears.
She closed her eyes, trying to shut the world out. Too bad she couldn't close up her ears just as well . . .
She lay there trying not to hear or imagine what was happening in the master bedroom.
Suddenly, something crashed. Then, everything was silent. The only noise she could hear was her own deep breathing. She opened her eyes and tried to calm herself down.
She slowly crawled out from beneath the covers and sat up in bed. Whatever the crash was, it would have to wait 'till morning. No doubt the slaves had heard what she'd heard. They knew way better than to come within twenty feet of her father unless they had to when he was in a bad mood.
She turned and stared out at the Digital World. It was a bit chilly, but she had a beautiful view from her room. She looked up at the sky. It was littered with stars.
The child frowned a bit. Weren't you supposed to make a wish on the *first* star that came out? Which one shone first tonight?
Her eyes searched the sky and she finally picked a big, bright one. Who cares if it didn't come out first? It's still a star . . .
What should she wish for? She pondered about it for a few minutes. She glanced at the door.
"I wish mommy's not hurt . . . " she whispered into the night.
She lay back down and closed her eyes.
No one could blame the little girl for being worried about her mother. She knew, and everyone else in the palace knew, that he abused her as much as he abused the slaves . . .
It has always been like that. She knew it was like that even before she was born. The Digimon thought it was a miracle she even existed.
That's what she once heard one of the Digimon say. It was only a few months ago on a breezy spring day. She remembered his words clearly: "Such a pretty child . . . And a miracle she was even born. You'd think she'd have died first, considering what the master put her mother through during her pregnancy."
The child shivered. She always felt as if there was a knot in her throat every time she remembered what he said. But, what made her more worried was how his friend had answered: "I find it hard to believe the empress is still alive."
The little girl blinked back a few tears. "Please don't die . . . " she whispered.
******************************************************** A/N In the next chapter I'll tell u people what actually happened in the master bedroom.
- Rose ***********************************************************
Imperial Princess Chapter 14
A five-year-old child buried her head under her pillow and pulled the blanket over the pillow in an attempt to block out the voices coming from across the hall.
The child shivered from either the cold, night air coming in through the open window or because she heard another scream coming from her parents' room.
She gripped the pillow tighter, but she could still hear the sounds. Cold, harsh words. They got around the pillow and her heavy breathing and still reached her ears.
She closed her eyes, trying to shut the world out. Too bad she couldn't close up her ears just as well . . .
She lay there trying not to hear or imagine what was happening in the master bedroom.
Suddenly, something crashed. Then, everything was silent. The only noise she could hear was her own deep breathing. She opened her eyes and tried to calm herself down.
She slowly crawled out from beneath the covers and sat up in bed. Whatever the crash was, it would have to wait 'till morning. No doubt the slaves had heard what she'd heard. They knew way better than to come within twenty feet of her father unless they had to when he was in a bad mood.
She turned and stared out at the Digital World. It was a bit chilly, but she had a beautiful view from her room. She looked up at the sky. It was littered with stars.
The child frowned a bit. Weren't you supposed to make a wish on the *first* star that came out? Which one shone first tonight?
Her eyes searched the sky and she finally picked a big, bright one. Who cares if it didn't come out first? It's still a star . . .
What should she wish for? She pondered about it for a few minutes. She glanced at the door.
"I wish mommy's not hurt . . . " she whispered into the night.
She lay back down and closed her eyes.
No one could blame the little girl for being worried about her mother. She knew, and everyone else in the palace knew, that he abused her as much as he abused the slaves . . .
It has always been like that. She knew it was like that even before she was born. The Digimon thought it was a miracle she even existed.
That's what she once heard one of the Digimon say. It was only a few months ago on a breezy spring day. She remembered his words clearly: "Such a pretty child . . . And a miracle she was even born. You'd think she'd have died first, considering what the master put her mother through during her pregnancy."
The child shivered. She always felt as if there was a knot in her throat every time she remembered what he said. But, what made her more worried was how his friend had answered: "I find it hard to believe the empress is still alive."
The little girl blinked back a few tears. "Please don't die . . . " she whispered.
******************************************************** A/N In the next chapter I'll tell u people what actually happened in the master bedroom.
