Wild-Roze: Hi ppl, sorry about the lateness in updating, and thank you to everyone who has reviewed this fic so far! I LUV U ALL !!!! and btw, the rating of this fic might go up....not sure, its gonna have mentions of rape...perhaps a few lemony moments....and lets not forget its quite dark...hmm, what do u ppl think? Do u think its safe for a PG-13 or does it go up???
Disclaimer: I don't own skies of arcadia legends, only this plot and any OC's (I may put one or two in later)
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How many days it had been....Aika did not know.... Perhaps it had been weeks... perhaps it had been months. Ramirez had ordered her to do menial chores, small things, such as laundry, cleaning, although in Soltis, everything seemed so spotlessly white as it was, and serving him meals.
The fact that these things were not hard, or physically demanding, was the worst part; knowing that all those who had been let down by her failure were being worked to the bone, some surviving, but most dying.
Ramirez had sent out embassies to each different continent, claiming each land as his own. He posted a battalion of troops at each base to make sure his law was kept, to see that the high tax rates were paid and to ensure none spoke out against him. Whenever he was in need of more slaves, he would send word to one of the continents, and have a few families rounded up. There were none who dared to stand against him, knowing that if they did the Emperor would not hesitate to bring down the Rains Of Destruction.
Aika could blame none but herself.
Guilt was starting to pile in her stomach, weighing her down, dragging down her soul. Guilt for loosing the fight, guilt for letting her friends down...... and guilt because she could not stop thinking about the way he had kissed her...... the gentleness...
It angered her that she could not get him out of her head. Even when she slept, she could still see him, smirking, his green eyes, his blonde hair...... knowing that she was thinking of his touch.
Often the young Lord would merely sit and watch her as she either went about her chores or did nothing, so she spent as much time out of his company as possible, with either Marco, or Belle and her gunners.
The once energetic and bouncy young girl and her two friends, were now three very different people. They had each been stripped of their innocence, the one thing they could still call their own. She had spoken almost robotically to Aika, telling her of how Vigoro had raped each one of them in turn, tossing aside their bruised and abused bodies and moving on to the next one. He had had his way with them several times since then. They had stopped fighting him now, there was no point, it merely caused them more pain, at least if they let him use them as playgrounds for his lust, he would not have to beat them into submission.
"He always speaks of you though, and what he wants to do to you." Belle told her once, they had gone to scavenge some spare food from the galley.
Aika shuddered, not relishing the thought of her pinned beneath his overly buff, sweating body.
"Belle I'm sorry, all this is my fault...... if I had just been able to..."
"Aika that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard you say." Her friend berated, "the only one to blame is Ramirez.... Has he, well, decided to take you as a concubine?" She asked gently.
Aika looked at her in surprise. The thought that he would use her like that had not even crossed her mind, she had never thought he would be that kind of person. She opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, someone else did for her.
"Actually yes, I do what I wish with what is mine." Aika's body trembled slightly, she could feel him behind her, and his voice sent shivers down her spine, "now run along back to Vigoro, he will surely find something for you to do." Ramirez said cruelly.
Belle was clearly terrified of the Silvite, and so dropped the little food she had managed to find and dashed away from them.
Aika turned to him.
"What in Deep Sky was that about?!" She snarled.
Ramirez looked at her in amusement.
"Just keeping up appearances," He said, pushing her up against the cool, white wall, "Mind you, its not such a bad idea is it?" He hissed, taking a deep breath, basking in her scent.
"Ugh! And to think, I thought you were different from all the other horny bastards around here!" She snapped, trying to push him away to no avail, "My ears are sore from the amount of dirty comments and suggestions your filthy men have given me!"
Ramirez smirked, what she said was true, his men were sorely deprived of women, only those of high rank got to use the harem, the others just had to 'entertain' themselves.
"Well if you don't like it, I suggest that you use the notion that you are my bed partner to its fullest potential." He said quietly to her, "my men will not dare to even speak to you in a way that displeases you if they think I have claimed right to you."
Aika sneered.
"You really think I would degrade myself like that?! You know full well that I would never give myself to you!"
"Ahh, but, you already do belong to me, so if I desired it, you would be my concubine, but I am enjoying this game of cat and mouse you have started Little One." He said to her.
Her deep purple eyes widened slightly in surprise, before narrowing in anger. So this was what it was to him?! A game?! How could he kill Vyse, then use her to amuse himself by playing idly with her emotions? But, how did he expect this game to end? Who would be victorious? He would never triumph over her, no matter how hard he played, she would fight back and resist him.
"I have started nothing." She said after a pause, "but if you want to play then game-on, I accept any challenge you throw down to me, and I will defeat you. Two can play the game of seduction Ramirez." She said, and in one swift movement pushed her body closer to his, running her hands down his chest.
There was a flash of surprise in his eyes at her brazen movement, after all he was the Emperor, not only that, but the one who had enslaved her, dare she be so unaware of the power he held?!
But, he soon realised that all he held at that particular moment was her.... He released an animalistic growl, she was pushing him, and if she kept up this close countenance then he would be tipped over the edge. He had not realised how much her close proximity would affect him in the same way his affected her.
He knew that despite the fact that she denied it, she was attracted to him, was it possible for the great Silvite Lord to be becoming attached to the little red head who had been one of those leading a full scale charge against him?
He smirked, perhaps it was.
"There is one thing wrong with you plan Little One." He said, sliding hi strong arms around her hips and crushing her to him, and leaning down to whisper into her ear. "I am not the one who has the problem with our closeness, it's you. Your mind is still overrun with that foolish captain of yours."
The guilt of what she was doing suddenly hit Aika, hard. She grunted and pushed away from him, but him arms stopped her. How could she even think of this man, when Vyse was dead by his hand? The memory of her love brought tears to her eyes, she remembered telling herself she would cry no more....but, she couldn't help it.
"Let me go." She said, her voice quiet.
"I'll never let you go Little One, you belong to me..."
That was it, she broke down, her legs giving way beneath her, sobs racking her small frame. She didn't hit the floor, for the strong arms which still encircled her held her up. For several minuets she wept onto his chest, the absurdity of the situation unimportant to her.
Only when her body stilled and her body calmed, did Ramirez speak.
"Never again will you cry for him, he is dead, nothing will bring him back and you shall forget his existence." His voice cold and commanding.
"I'll never forget him.." She said quietly, "No matter what you do to me, to my mind or my body, I will always remember and love him."
Ramirez scowled down at the woman who was still leaning on his chest. He was unsure why her infatuation with the deceased Vyse angered him so much, surely it could not be jealousy. Perhaps it was.... Ramirez wondered what it would be like to have someone care for you to such extent that they would keep you alive in their hearts forever, even after your demise.
"You claim to love him and hate me, yet you cling to me like I am your life line." He said, provoking her into a verbal spar. He was left sorely disappointed.
Aika instantly pulled away from him, her sad eyes held determination and boldness in their depths.
"Think and do what you like.... Master... but I will not give in to you, you will not win this sick little game of yours." She said, then, bowed her head to him, and turned to leave.
Ramirez smirked. The little red head was very clever, she knew just how to react to his taunts, with politeness laced with barely contained sarcasm.
Aika wandered towards her tiny room, Marco would not be back yet. She was lost in her own world, a world she often retreated into, it was something of a paradise for her, somewhere she could go, where none could touch her..... or so she thought.
A large hand caught hold of her wrist, and dragged her into a large chest.
"Hey Red."
She cried out in surprise as Vigoro loomed over her, his hand moving unashamed to rest on her chest.
"I've been thinking about you Red, those little kids Ramirez gave me are fun, but all I really want is you." He bent down, his wet tongue running up her ear.
She cringed away from him, the man made her want to be sick, everything about him repulsed her.
"If you want to live beyond today you will release me!" She hissed, jerking her head away from him.
He laughed loudly, seeming to find great amusement in her threat.
"Aww, common Red, it won't hurt if you don't fight, I'll make sure you still in good condition to work for Lord Ramirez." He said, pinning her body between the wall and him.
"Release me, Ramirez hates for others to touch his property!" She said, she had said to Ramirez that she would never concede to his idea of her being his concubine to rid herself of the attentions of his men, but in this case, she decided to make an exception.
"well, he won't know if you don't talk Red." He said, running his hands up and down her curves. Aika wanted to cower away from him, but there was nowhere to go, in her position, she was trapped.
"I won't have to say anything, he will see the marks on my body himself." She said.
Vigoro instantly froze.
"Ramirez has taken you as a concubine?" he hissed at her, she sneered at him, satisfied with the wild jealousy she saw burning in his eyes.
"Yes, I have been his for the last three nights, and my master would be furious if someone else touched me." She said.
"You're lying!" he snapped.
"Really? Then go ahead, you won't live beyond tomorrow." She said.
After a pause, Vigoro stepped away from her as if she had some kind of disease. Without a word he turned on his heel and stalked away down the corridor.
Ramirez smirked, he had watched the whole encounter, at one point he had been prepared to step out and catch his general red handed, he would not stand to see his Little One raped. But, she had handled it well on her own. He watched her smirk to herself and continue on her way. He chuckled to himself.
"Clever Little One." He mumbled.
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Wild-Roze: Ok, I know its short and seems a little pointless, but don't worry, there is a plot to this fic, lol. Okes, well yah... review.
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Disclaimer: I don't own skies of arcadia legends, only this plot and any OC's (I may put one or two in later)
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How many days it had been....Aika did not know.... Perhaps it had been weeks... perhaps it had been months. Ramirez had ordered her to do menial chores, small things, such as laundry, cleaning, although in Soltis, everything seemed so spotlessly white as it was, and serving him meals.
The fact that these things were not hard, or physically demanding, was the worst part; knowing that all those who had been let down by her failure were being worked to the bone, some surviving, but most dying.
Ramirez had sent out embassies to each different continent, claiming each land as his own. He posted a battalion of troops at each base to make sure his law was kept, to see that the high tax rates were paid and to ensure none spoke out against him. Whenever he was in need of more slaves, he would send word to one of the continents, and have a few families rounded up. There were none who dared to stand against him, knowing that if they did the Emperor would not hesitate to bring down the Rains Of Destruction.
Aika could blame none but herself.
Guilt was starting to pile in her stomach, weighing her down, dragging down her soul. Guilt for loosing the fight, guilt for letting her friends down...... and guilt because she could not stop thinking about the way he had kissed her...... the gentleness...
It angered her that she could not get him out of her head. Even when she slept, she could still see him, smirking, his green eyes, his blonde hair...... knowing that she was thinking of his touch.
Often the young Lord would merely sit and watch her as she either went about her chores or did nothing, so she spent as much time out of his company as possible, with either Marco, or Belle and her gunners.
The once energetic and bouncy young girl and her two friends, were now three very different people. They had each been stripped of their innocence, the one thing they could still call their own. She had spoken almost robotically to Aika, telling her of how Vigoro had raped each one of them in turn, tossing aside their bruised and abused bodies and moving on to the next one. He had had his way with them several times since then. They had stopped fighting him now, there was no point, it merely caused them more pain, at least if they let him use them as playgrounds for his lust, he would not have to beat them into submission.
"He always speaks of you though, and what he wants to do to you." Belle told her once, they had gone to scavenge some spare food from the galley.
Aika shuddered, not relishing the thought of her pinned beneath his overly buff, sweating body.
"Belle I'm sorry, all this is my fault...... if I had just been able to..."
"Aika that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard you say." Her friend berated, "the only one to blame is Ramirez.... Has he, well, decided to take you as a concubine?" She asked gently.
Aika looked at her in surprise. The thought that he would use her like that had not even crossed her mind, she had never thought he would be that kind of person. She opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, someone else did for her.
"Actually yes, I do what I wish with what is mine." Aika's body trembled slightly, she could feel him behind her, and his voice sent shivers down her spine, "now run along back to Vigoro, he will surely find something for you to do." Ramirez said cruelly.
Belle was clearly terrified of the Silvite, and so dropped the little food she had managed to find and dashed away from them.
Aika turned to him.
"What in Deep Sky was that about?!" She snarled.
Ramirez looked at her in amusement.
"Just keeping up appearances," He said, pushing her up against the cool, white wall, "Mind you, its not such a bad idea is it?" He hissed, taking a deep breath, basking in her scent.
"Ugh! And to think, I thought you were different from all the other horny bastards around here!" She snapped, trying to push him away to no avail, "My ears are sore from the amount of dirty comments and suggestions your filthy men have given me!"
Ramirez smirked, what she said was true, his men were sorely deprived of women, only those of high rank got to use the harem, the others just had to 'entertain' themselves.
"Well if you don't like it, I suggest that you use the notion that you are my bed partner to its fullest potential." He said quietly to her, "my men will not dare to even speak to you in a way that displeases you if they think I have claimed right to you."
Aika sneered.
"You really think I would degrade myself like that?! You know full well that I would never give myself to you!"
"Ahh, but, you already do belong to me, so if I desired it, you would be my concubine, but I am enjoying this game of cat and mouse you have started Little One." He said to her.
Her deep purple eyes widened slightly in surprise, before narrowing in anger. So this was what it was to him?! A game?! How could he kill Vyse, then use her to amuse himself by playing idly with her emotions? But, how did he expect this game to end? Who would be victorious? He would never triumph over her, no matter how hard he played, she would fight back and resist him.
"I have started nothing." She said after a pause, "but if you want to play then game-on, I accept any challenge you throw down to me, and I will defeat you. Two can play the game of seduction Ramirez." She said, and in one swift movement pushed her body closer to his, running her hands down his chest.
There was a flash of surprise in his eyes at her brazen movement, after all he was the Emperor, not only that, but the one who had enslaved her, dare she be so unaware of the power he held?!
But, he soon realised that all he held at that particular moment was her.... He released an animalistic growl, she was pushing him, and if she kept up this close countenance then he would be tipped over the edge. He had not realised how much her close proximity would affect him in the same way his affected her.
He knew that despite the fact that she denied it, she was attracted to him, was it possible for the great Silvite Lord to be becoming attached to the little red head who had been one of those leading a full scale charge against him?
He smirked, perhaps it was.
"There is one thing wrong with you plan Little One." He said, sliding hi strong arms around her hips and crushing her to him, and leaning down to whisper into her ear. "I am not the one who has the problem with our closeness, it's you. Your mind is still overrun with that foolish captain of yours."
The guilt of what she was doing suddenly hit Aika, hard. She grunted and pushed away from him, but him arms stopped her. How could she even think of this man, when Vyse was dead by his hand? The memory of her love brought tears to her eyes, she remembered telling herself she would cry no more....but, she couldn't help it.
"Let me go." She said, her voice quiet.
"I'll never let you go Little One, you belong to me..."
That was it, she broke down, her legs giving way beneath her, sobs racking her small frame. She didn't hit the floor, for the strong arms which still encircled her held her up. For several minuets she wept onto his chest, the absurdity of the situation unimportant to her.
Only when her body stilled and her body calmed, did Ramirez speak.
"Never again will you cry for him, he is dead, nothing will bring him back and you shall forget his existence." His voice cold and commanding.
"I'll never forget him.." She said quietly, "No matter what you do to me, to my mind or my body, I will always remember and love him."
Ramirez scowled down at the woman who was still leaning on his chest. He was unsure why her infatuation with the deceased Vyse angered him so much, surely it could not be jealousy. Perhaps it was.... Ramirez wondered what it would be like to have someone care for you to such extent that they would keep you alive in their hearts forever, even after your demise.
"You claim to love him and hate me, yet you cling to me like I am your life line." He said, provoking her into a verbal spar. He was left sorely disappointed.
Aika instantly pulled away from him, her sad eyes held determination and boldness in their depths.
"Think and do what you like.... Master... but I will not give in to you, you will not win this sick little game of yours." She said, then, bowed her head to him, and turned to leave.
Ramirez smirked. The little red head was very clever, she knew just how to react to his taunts, with politeness laced with barely contained sarcasm.
Aika wandered towards her tiny room, Marco would not be back yet. She was lost in her own world, a world she often retreated into, it was something of a paradise for her, somewhere she could go, where none could touch her..... or so she thought.
A large hand caught hold of her wrist, and dragged her into a large chest.
"Hey Red."
She cried out in surprise as Vigoro loomed over her, his hand moving unashamed to rest on her chest.
"I've been thinking about you Red, those little kids Ramirez gave me are fun, but all I really want is you." He bent down, his wet tongue running up her ear.
She cringed away from him, the man made her want to be sick, everything about him repulsed her.
"If you want to live beyond today you will release me!" She hissed, jerking her head away from him.
He laughed loudly, seeming to find great amusement in her threat.
"Aww, common Red, it won't hurt if you don't fight, I'll make sure you still in good condition to work for Lord Ramirez." He said, pinning her body between the wall and him.
"Release me, Ramirez hates for others to touch his property!" She said, she had said to Ramirez that she would never concede to his idea of her being his concubine to rid herself of the attentions of his men, but in this case, she decided to make an exception.
"well, he won't know if you don't talk Red." He said, running his hands up and down her curves. Aika wanted to cower away from him, but there was nowhere to go, in her position, she was trapped.
"I won't have to say anything, he will see the marks on my body himself." She said.
Vigoro instantly froze.
"Ramirez has taken you as a concubine?" he hissed at her, she sneered at him, satisfied with the wild jealousy she saw burning in his eyes.
"Yes, I have been his for the last three nights, and my master would be furious if someone else touched me." She said.
"You're lying!" he snapped.
"Really? Then go ahead, you won't live beyond tomorrow." She said.
After a pause, Vigoro stepped away from her as if she had some kind of disease. Without a word he turned on his heel and stalked away down the corridor.
Ramirez smirked, he had watched the whole encounter, at one point he had been prepared to step out and catch his general red handed, he would not stand to see his Little One raped. But, she had handled it well on her own. He watched her smirk to herself and continue on her way. He chuckled to himself.
"Clever Little One." He mumbled.
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Wild-Roze: Ok, I know its short and seems a little pointless, but don't worry, there is a plot to this fic, lol. Okes, well yah... review.
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