Chapter 2
A girl with blonde hair was rocking back and forth. The walls around her where pure white and the
jacket she wore was one that held her arms in place. It was known of her to yell out someone's name every now and then but other than that she was as silent as the grave.
She wasn't like the others around her; who would whimper and moan in loss as their sanity slipped farther and farther away. No, her sanity wasn't completely gone yet it wasn't completely there either. She was trapped in the middle but it was better than completely losing it.
"This one is much different!" The security guards would say as they would show people around the wretched place. "She is normally quiet and causes us no trouble what so ever!" They would boast but she never listened to them. It seemed she never talked when they where showing people around, making them buy a couple of the "slaves", as they would call them.
"This girl right here, who is she?" A woman asked tapping on the glass. The girl looked up at her showing them ocean blue eyes and growled at her.
"She's supposedly a princess from a far away city that was in a war. The city is completely destroyed now and she was the only survivor. No one knows her name, it's either she forgot it or just won't tell us." One of the security guards; out of two; answered. "The first time they brought her here she would scream out a certain name I don't remember which name it was….. Do you remember Andre?"
The security guard called Andre thought for a moment before answering, "I think it was Seto."
At the name the girl looked up at Andre with widened eyes, memories flooding in her head of Seto, a man she did not remember very well. She knew he was special to her some how but didn't remember who he was exactly. All she remembered was his black hair and an emerald green cloak. Otherwise nothing else came to her mind.
"The name is of great value to her. Once again no one knows why." Andre continued.
"Why is that?" The woman asked looking from Andre to the other man whose name hadn't been spoken yet.
"I think that's your topic Armande." Andre said tilting his head, looking at the girl through the glass. His eyes showed deep concern for he knew almost everything about the others but not her. It seemed that they only knew the name of someone she seemed to care deeply for, other than that there wasn't much information.
"Well when they brought her here, she refused to speak, became a mute in one day. We kept asking her questions, hoping to get an answer but she would only whisper Seto. Now I highly doubt that she remembers anything since she's gone half insane," Armande said.
The woman sighed, this girl had been through a tough time. Then a question popped into her head and her eyes narrowed some what in confusion as she turned to Armande. "When you say "they" what do you mean by it?"
"When I say "they" it means the people who bring all these insane freaks here." Andre said, answering for Armande.
The woman's eyes narrowed to small slits in anger. "How can you call them freaks! It's not like they wanted to be this way!" Armande chuckled a bit at the woman as he was about to go on when the woman turned upon him. "And you! Why are you chuckling at me!"
"The only reason I am is because you're the first person who has snapped at a security guard. By doing so I am some what grateful." Armande smiled a bit as he started making his way down the aisle to the next insane victim.
"Wait! How much is she?"
"We're not selling her," Andre snapped.
"Nonsense Andre, we sell everyone in here." Armande said looking at Andre curiously. "Their all for sale Andre, none of them aren't."
"She's not!" Andre said getting angry. "She can't be, there's no way!"
"Andre what's wrong with you! Pull it together!" Armande said grabbing hold of Andre. It looked like something was wrong with him, maybe the guy got sick. Either way something wasn't right. "Andre!"
Andre looked up at him and said in a calm cool voice that sent shivers down the woman's and Armande's spines. "You think you know me but you know nothing of what I've been through. You think I'm a mute but I'm not, I just don't use my own voice to talk." The woman looked at the girl and saw that her mouth was moving in tune with his only his voice was working. "I know what you are thinking right now. 'Shall we run and make a get away? Or shall we listen to what she has to say?' If I where you I would listen for if you do not this man I am controlling shall be dead in a matter of seconds. Do you understand?" The woman and Armande nodded their heads vigorously.
"But before we listen…" Armande began but was interrupted.
"YOU WILL LISTEN NOW!" Through the glass the girl looking like she was getting angry. So the two obeyed and listened to what the girl had to say. "I am Cecile Faye-Lee Brown. I am the princess of Jewel City and I have a fiancée waiting for me. You will take me out of here and leave me alone."
The woman looked at the girl and asked in a nervous voice, "a fiancée? Was his name Leonardo by any chance?"
"That is no concern of yours!" The girl yelled but everything blacked out.
"Wake up!" Voices yelled, hitting a girl with sticks. The girl winced as she started to get up and the more time she wasted trying to get up the harder the hits became.
"I'm up!" she yelled looking at the men who had been hitting her. With that said she got slapped across the face with the stick.
"Don't talk to us like that bitch!"
The girl held her cheek as she felt a bruise begin to appear where he had just hit. She looked up at the man and narrowed her eyes. She didn't say anything for fear of being hit again but that didn't stop the scowl.
She got out of bed and looked around at the men who looked at her hungrily. She then remembered that she was completely naked but that didn't matter. She had gotten use to it over the years she had been trapped there, in the dust place with greasy men.
"Bitch we need our daily pleasure!" The girl only looked up and noticed that they where coming onto her. She backed away slowly noticing she was completely trapped. She whimpered as she kept backing away. Until to muscular arms grabbed onto her frail ones and brought her to a stop. She let out one long scream.
