POV Narrator:

Laura is 16 years old, with a party that she didn't expect or want, she even managed to have a good time appreciating the effort that her friends and her sister made to make her smile on the day she turned that age, while she also celebrated in another way with her girlfriend Bernadette with amorous relations on her bed in the bedroom. Which for Cavendish, who had been ignored by her own mother, revealed that she was doing very well, feeling all happy, finally being able to live her moment alone with all the freedom in the world outside of that heavy, pressure-filled environment that was her own family's residence.

Bernadette's sister, on the other hand, was living a real hell if one could say so about living in her own residence, Daryl Cavendish had all the pressure on her from her mother to become the leader of the whole Cavendish family, In this she had to go through a whole training, she was constantly watched by her mother, who didn't let anything escape the girl's eyes, not even on school days she saved herself, always having someone watching her from afar and telling Clarie everything about what happened with Daryl in that enclosure, she really didn't have any privacy, having each of her actions meticulously watched, so that the same thing that happened with Bernadette wouldn't happen, according to the logic of the girls' mother who didn't want to see her second daughter turning against her, even more because it was the family's leadership that was at stake, nothing could be thrown away, after all it was Clarie Cavendish's last hope for the family to follow the traditions, although she was dead wrong, since Daryl's intentions were very contrary.

Saturday, January 16, 1988

The day was dawning in Weddinburgh at the Cavendish family mansion, the sunrays were not even beating down, but soon Daryl Cavendish was forced to wake up long before the sun appeared that morning, as soon as her mother got out of bed at four o'clock, another day began, she is woken up by her mother, She is woken up by her mother, does her daily needs and then starts to train as the day starts to really dawn, for all that morning, it was a Saturday day which was even worse, since during the week she only needed to train until eight o'clock in the morning and get ready for school, on weekend days she trained until nine o'clock in the morning, the time went by that whole physical training that involved a whole physical workout that was analogous to torture was coming to an end that morning only, it was just hours of physical preparation that involved moving very heavy statues, excessive pushups, running, swimming, excessive workout, all this using a special outfit that made it even more complicated to move, In the winter the clothes made the cold more intense and in the summer the heat became infernal, it was practically until the girl groaned with pain and even so she had to continue her mother gave her a healing potion and she was soon forced to return to her training. With the end of that part the poor girl was already tired.

POV Daryl:

It's been a month since Bernadette left and I already feel like my skin is going to tear out with all this training, I feel like my muscles want to kill themselves... Damn... I would never say this, but I really miss you my sister, at least without you I wouldn't be tortured here and forced to get powerful... But I will take it, if this is for my future, to become the leader of this whole family, I will try and become the biggest, I will destroy all of this, sell all of this stuff and revel in the wealth and fuck all of these traditions, fuck the fact that I have to follow this bullshit, because of this shit my life has become this hell, if I was born in the Cavendish family in London I would at least be living much better, there they don't care about traditions, they only care about wealth and being recognized, but no, I have to stay in this hell of an ass place... I will put an end to all this when I am 18 and everyone, even my mother, will not be able to complain.

- Okay girl, your warm up is over, let's eat and in a little while I want you in the library studying, I'll keep an eye out so let's go - said the torturer.

We went to the dining room where even in the diet I had a strict menu where I could only eat what my mother let me eat, what she actually made me eat, it was a lot of vegetables and some meat, it wasn't that bad, but it was a lot, I wasn't used to all that quantity and the worst thing was that I had to eat it all, if I didn't I would get beaten and in the beginning it was a terror, I couldn't stand to eat and would vomit, not to mention the raw eggs which were the worst parts, until now I still can't get used to it all.

- Great, that's progress, you're not throwing up all over the place anymore, now let's go, it's time to study - she said, leading me to the library while I was all full and almost throwing up all that food out... Ahhhh... I couldn't take it all down my throat.

We get to the library and I'm waiting for my mother to get a book and she immediately puts one on the table, it was a book in Greek, which I found strange until the torturer puts a sheet of paper and a feather on the table, and another book that was a dictionary, I don't know why.

- Here you are going to translate this book into English and learn Greek today, no delays, the less time the better, if you finish this book I'll let you rest for the rest of the day - she said, which obviously I wouldn't even come close to finishing, there were 400 pages, and at most I could manage 20 or 30 if I tried hard, I could manage 50, but I won't finish all of them, until my grandmother arrives and interrupts everything.

- Stop it Clarie, you've been torturing your daughter for almost a month, she doesn't even have a life anymore, she's practically become your machine, don't do this to Daryl, she shouldn't go through all this just because she doesn't have the perfection you so much desire from this girl, or you'll want the same thing to happen to Bernadette - said my grandmother all imposing to my mother who soon stood up.

- I am doing this precisely to prevent her from becoming another Bernadette and ruining the whole tradition that the Cavendish have built since the great Beatrix Cavendish.

- Enough! Enough of this! Stop torturing your daughter! She is a human! She is a person! Stop treating her like a trophy or an object! Daryl has his own limits, now come with me girl, I'll talk to you and don't even think about interfering with anything Clarie, or I'll throw you out of the house and you know I have the power to do that - said my grandmother all serious as she took me somewhere.

I go with my grandmother to a private room in the house, she immediately takes out her wand and casts a spell on the windows and doors, causing a glow to emanate around all the walls of the room, including even the windows and doors, which I don't understand at all, until she offers me a place to sit on the couch which I don't really refuse, especially since I was trying to control all the pain of having eaten like a pig.

- This is a spell to inhibit the sound from spreading out of this room, your mother won't hear anything and won't even know what we're talking about here, because I don't want her to hear and throw everything at you girl, I'm here to help you, your mother is torturing you to just her own desire to be the head of the family, but know that I will not let her, if you want just refuse to train and I will intercede for your side girl - said my grandmother to her what I was already understanding her idea.

- You? I'll even trust my grandmother's traitor, go give attention to your other granddaughter, the one who by your fault put me in this situation and is now out there laughing at me, is out there living her little paradise of freedom, whatever that girl is doing, she's probably fucking several girls having a good time while I'm here being forced to follow a pattern, I here have to be forced to do everything, you still make sure to finance that imbecile, instead of leaving her bitter in the street suffering for every penny... No, you are there paying her Luna Nova's expenses and still sending messages of support, doing everything she is entitled to, I just really hope she doesn't think of coming back here... You know what? I'm glad I'm being trained, at least this damn thing will never set foot in this place, I will endure everything and become the most powerful Cavendish, at least this way no one will ever lay a finger on me and I will be the leader anyway, so keep funding my sister and know that I will make her swallow her teeth, I will make her really suffer like she never suffered before, she will feel in her skin what I am feeling now, she will feel the guilt for having insisted on a freedom and on top of that for wanting to continue being that lesbian she always was, at least she is doomed to never have descendants, so Grandma, don't interfere with me, I want to be trained like this, I will hold on tight until I turn 18 and be the boss here, a lot will change when I am the witch in charge.

- Daryl... Look at the things you are saying girl, you are still only 12 years old, this is very cruel for only one person, don't you see that the problem is exactly in your mother, that she wants you to follow everything she tells you to, you are basically giving yourself up to her to do all that with you, you will go through all this for nothing and then don't say I didn't warn you - Said my grandmother insisting until I start laughing at her with all that innocence, she really thinks I am a child haha.

- Hahahaha, know this Grandma, it is my mother who is in my hand, she thinks I will be obedient all this time, but when the time comes I will drop the bomb, that old woman will see only, she will break her face and there will be nothing she can do, because I will already be in control of this family, it's all under control grandma and I think it's even better to be on my side, you won't want me as an enemy when 1993 comes I will be the leader of this family and I will really cause some changes here, those who are on my side will be graced by the changes, those who are not will just be bitter in the street... So I think it's good that you are not against me, Grandma... - I say well explained mind what makes her even scared to the point of just using the spell on the door and waving for me to leave, all I saw were tears, she was crying, what a pity.

POV Isabella:

Daryl is turning out to be something worse than I imagined... She's out of my control... Clarie... What you did to the girls... What I've actually done... I've failed in all my daughter's upbringing... I left her under the influence of Marie and Amelia and because of them my daughter became what she is today. If I had been a more present mother... None of this would have happened, but the medical school really pulled me in, I really didn't have time to take care of my Clarie, especially since I had to work as well... And the two of them offered so kindly to take care of my little girl, I really didn't see any ill intentions in them, especially since what little my Aunt Meredith said was that they grew up under the influence of a maid who thought that way too, and that they probably wouldn't pass it on, although... Marie even had a son, but she didn't give a damn about him and left him to his father to take care of... Christian... Poor boy... He was disowned from the family... He had the same fate as Bernadette... I wonder where the boy must be now? Oh, never mind... What worries me now is the present and how Daryl is corrupting himself... Until my sisters come into the same room after seeing Daryl leaving there all furious.

- Are you trying to spoil another one of Clarie's daughters? - said Marie.

- Not satisfied with putting the blame on us for "spoiling" Clarie and now wants to spoil her own daughter's daughters? Really, Isabella? Leave the girls alone, stop thinking they will believe your fertility stone bedtime story, it doesn't even exist, stop putting these things in your granddaughter's head, they won't believe this nonsense.

- Our mother was not murdered in vain for you, even 50 years after her death, to continue to deny our origins, I am the youngest, you saw mother get pregnant with me, you have never seen a man enter this house, I have similarities with my mother Louise, you do too, but you insist on this nonsense of thinking that it is still a legend, because that you think, one day Bernadette will prove to you that the stone of fertility is more real than you think.

- Bernadette? Don't be so pathetic my sister, that one is no longer Cavendish from the moment she thought of liking girls, she is not an idiot to come back here, she won't want to risk being beaten twice, or to be humiliated and she is right to never come back, At least this way she won't destroy our family, especially since we're putting all our faith in our niece to take good care of the future leader Daryl Cavendish - Amelia said while Marie kept complementing her and how I hated their way of talking as if they were twins... One completing the other, these two have the most sociable face possible, I even decided to just leave aside, the evidence that this happened is in the family, continue as deniers all you want, but one day the truth will come out.

POV Daryl:

Stupid grandmother, who does she think she is, fuck it I am being tortured by my mother, she is only giving me the opportunity to become the strongest Cavendish of the family, after all I have to have my point and I can prove myself to be worthy of the title of leader of this family in 1993 and I will not stop talking about it, until after walking a bit back to the library I am faced with a punch being thrown out of nowhere which I dodge with all my speed and then my mother appears, she was the one who tried to punch me.

- Don't let your guard down, attacks can come from anywhere, at least this you are not rusty, but tell me everything that happened and don't lie or I will be forced to use crystal balls to gauge what you are saying - said my mother.

I soon tell her everything about the conversation I had with my grandmother, without lying or anything, but even so my mother didn't believe me and made sure to use a crystal ball, which was beautiful to see how much she trusts me, but what an incredible mother, go to hell, I hope she leaves on a flight just like her father left, at least this way she will meet ... In fact she is going to the depths of hell, bitter fucking woman, dad didn't deserve a woman like her, at least when he was here things were better... He didn't ignore me, he had no favoritism for Bern, he just saw us as equals and even gave me more attention, but after his death everything got worse. That's right Clarie, he really broke down, which is great, I think it's good to trust me, you'll be the first to meet the eye of the street in 1993.

- Oh wonderful, my daughter doesn't lie to me, I'm surprised, well at least this, now that your grandmother has interrupted your reading studies we'll go outside and practice our combat, after all you may have dodged my punch, but you still need to be strong, you're still a weakling and don't deserve to take on the family, unless you're strong and stop being a burden to the family, which only brings expense - Clarie said being the horrible mother she always was.

We go to the backyard of the mansion and from there starts a fight between me and Clarie, she is incredibly strong and couldn't even smell it, I was easily defeated and the worst part is that every time I was defeated I took a potion and had to get up to get hit again, sometimes not even that, I would get up from a knockout and we stayed like this for a long time, I would get beaten for free trying to land at least one punch or another, but I couldn't, she was too fast and those clothes just got in the way, until some time in the afternoon that I didn't know, I only know that the snow white ground was already with many red stains of my blood... I was lying on the ground struggling to get up, spitting a lot of blood while my mother looked at me with that same look of superiority on her face, after hours and hours of getting beaten for free I think I'll finally be able to stop getting beaten.

- You are pathetic Daryl, with an ability, strength and magical power like that you will never be anything but a burden, get up from there, it's just training for today... - She said while I was literally crying in pain, she beat me and had no empathy whatsoever... Fuck, I'm only 12 years old... I suffered a lot... She even looks at me with a little empathy as she sees me crying.

Who would have thought that the snake feels some empathy, it even crouches down grabs my face and immediately slaps me... Fuck, I knew it... And that slap hurt like hell... Why... I am now feeling sorry for having accepted this training... Every day is like this... Fuck... Am I really going to endure 6 years of torture... Damn... I hope so, one day it will stop being painful, one day I will be able to feel stronger and really be at the level of that damned woman, who will see just by trying to become the leader and take the place that is now mine by right.

- You are weak! You are pathetic! How do you intend to become the leader of this family if you whine like a child? Grown women don't cry! Grown women are not sensitive, in a war on a battlefield we cannot be sensitive, there is no mercy when the enemy on the other side can kill you! So stop having this shallow mentality of weak people and turn into people! - she said as she shoved all the healing potion into my mouth. I honestly needed it, my body was all broken and when I got up I still felt pain and kept crying.

- I will be strong! - I say with a shaky voice still in pain until I hit the ground with everything and all I hear is my mother complaining again.

- Strong? You just fell hard on that floor! And you want to call yourself strong, you'll end up handing the title of family leader on a platter when one day that damn thing comes back! That's not how I raised you! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Daryl! Daryl Cavendish Stewart! Get up! - She even kicked me in the ribs, which hurt like hell, I was fainted, but I heard everything.

Until the damned touched herself and took me to the bedroom, I also heard her talking to my traitor grandmother asking her to take care of me... That I had fainted outside and so I lay in bed and was only taken care of and soon after I went into another state of fainting, this time I was really dreaming... A rather interesting dream, I made Bernadette cry... Why? Ah... Her girlfriend too, they said goodbye and I was punched... Which woke me up right away.

- Daryl? - Asked my grandmother as she opened her eyes.

- Hmmmm... What happened? - I say, still returning to reality.

- You were weak! You fainted after combat training! How do you intend to... - Clarie said until my grandmother interrupted her by putting her hand over her mouth.

- It was exhaustion due to overexertion, because of the training they have been doing, if they continue like this the damage to Daryl's head may be irreversible, she may even lose her motor skills if she keeps getting hit in the head - said my grandmother trying to clarify everything until my mother interrupted her.

- You don't know what you're talking about, Mom, you're just stalling because you don't want my daughter to become as powerful a witch as your traitorous little protector Bernadette.

- Clarie, I am the doctor here, don't go questioning my words, if you want to doubt my word then go and call a doctor here at home, he will say the same thing... I'm telling you this for your girl's health, she's been getting beaten and beaten for almost a month, she suffers every day, her head is in a state of exhaustion, don't you think all this is too much for a 12 year old child? Well, I'll leave it to you to call a doctor if you don't want to believe me - said my grandmother walking away while Clarie just ignored her so much until she actually picked up a phone book and started calling some doctor.

I stood waiting with her, while I was feeling strong headaches from the training I had, it really pulled me to my limits... Ahhh... She never spanked me like that before... Really? I think this time it was the overtraining, I don't want to agree with my grandmother, but she is right about that, I am really seeing things in a different way and everything is distorted... Damn... Ahhhh... What a horrible pain the worst is that it's all over my body.

Until the doctor arrives, he starts to examine me, as well as a witch doctor, they came to see how I was doing and my mother explained everything very well to them, who are just in shock and even quite dumbfounded, to the point of looking at me with a little pity and a little anger towards my mother who just looked at the situation with total indifference.

- Mrs. Cavendish, she is a 12 year old girl, she doesn't have to be trained this way, I as a witch am totally against this method, if you want to train her, do something that is consistent with the reality of a child, it's okay to want to make her powerful, but doing a torture like this will not make her powerful, she may even end up having mental problems because of the excess of training, especially since she was hit on the head a lot - said one of the doctors facing my mother seriously.

- I recommend at least a week's rest for this girl and she will have to stay in bed resting at least today and tomorrow, so that she doesn't go exhausted to school, she will still be able to go to school, but she will stay a week without physical training, after all she needs to fully recover the body and it is in resting that the body develops, it is already stressed enough Mrs. Cavendish, I hope you will listen to our warning enough - said the doctor, which my mother even agrees a little with the head.

The doctors then only leave after my mother pays them and after they leave the room she just looks at me with a lot of anger and starts to scold me... Fuck, I'm fucking training, I can barely move, I've been beaten up for shit and I still have to listen to this... Really... Did Bernadette really go through all of this? If she really went through it, then I really start to understand a little bit about her leaving, but I don't think so, she must have been spoiled for a few hours.

- You are pathetic Daryl, a weak and useless, damn girl, look what you made me do... You spent all this shame in front of those doctors just because your fucking body isn't strong enough to take a beating, but please, I put protections on you, I gave you potions... Seriously girl, not even Bernadette asked to go out like that, well at least with her I never took so hard, but she could take it and then was spoiled by her grandmother, so she is weak, now you have an obligation to be strong, make a point to rest and train right, instead of feeling tired, I do not want more soft body, I want to see you grow, I want to see you getting strong, do not you want to be the leader? Then show me some service - said my mother in disgust while I groaned in pain and even tried to complain a little.

- Mom... I try... But my body really can't take it, I really want to be the leader, but what can I do if my body can't keep up, I am following everything you say to the letter - I tell her who just keeps tapping her feet.

- Well then do more, you are not trying hard enough, stop trying so hard, there is no such thing as I am trying, either you show service or you don't show it, and from what I see you are not showing it, you fucking weakling! I will stop being so heavy with the training because I don't want you to become a fucking retard, better a leader that is weak and has neurons than a strong and retarded leader, so I will take it easy with this training, but that doesn't mean that you have to stop being soft, I will do it just so that your shitty body can take it and not collapse, I also want to see you excel in school, I want to see you studying, so I'll get books and send them here, that obligation of yours to translate a book from Greek to English still stands - she said with her arms crossed, walking out of there.

Oh, what a drag... I thought she wouldn't let Bernadette die during training, even more because I always saw her grandmother training her and always the traitor was spoiling my damn sister, now I have to stay here translating books just to learn to speak another language that I will never say in my life, seriously... I can already speak English, Scottish Gaelic and Luna, I don't need to learn more than that to be a witch, now Greek... What's the need? Bern knows all this? Oh yeah, she was put through all the courses to become a proper witch. Until my mother arrives with the books, fuck... Fuck you.

- Here it is, translate this book, if you finish I'll give you food, since I don't want you to turn into a fat freak, I'll also take advantage and only give you a Greek dish when you finish everything and I want you to talk to me in the clearest Greek possible, or else you'll starve, do you hear me? - Said the cruel torturer, even when I'm in bed she doesn't give me a break? Seriously, what the hell, apparently Bernadette here wasn't so bad before, since now she would be, I don't know, reading a book in peace, undisturbed.

- It's okay mom - I tell her already without any bag

- μιλήστε μου μόνο όταν τελειώσετε και το κάνετε στα ελλληνικά - She said in Greek, is that serious? I still have to learn how to speak this shit, I don't understand shit, I'm not some deity from Greek mythology to be talking like that.

My mother sits on a chair and stands right in front of me while she reads a book, thinking that I am going to leave the room, is that serious? How am I going to get out of here when I can't even move properly? My arms are already hurting like hell and I still have to keep writing like an idiot, translating every text in this book, I don't even know how to speak Greek or their writing, I have to learn even the writing... Damn... I hope to finish this soon, at least I will be able to eat, since what I ate this morning has started to go down and I am a little hungry.

POV Narrator:

Daryl Cavendish's life was a living hell at the Cavendish family residence, unlike Bernadette's life that was proving to be the total opposite with her being very happy with her beloved, so much so that she took the day off to have fun and go out with her friends on another day that they went go-karting, which was practically already proving to be a routine for Laura and the girls.

See you, Cavendish witches...

Full name: Daryl Cavendish Stewart

Date of birth: November 20, 1975

Place of birth: Weddinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom (Scottish)

Height: 1,66m

Weight: 48 kg

Sexuality: Pansexual

Occupation: Student (Weddinburgh Magic institute 1980-1988)

Body sizes (bust/waist/hip): 83/57/86

Hair color and appearance: Platinum blonde with greenish highlights, wavy 2C, medium length, reaching to the shoulder line, usually in a backcombed ponytail.

Eye color and appearance: blue, western.

Physical appearance: Pale Caucasian skin, thin body, rectangular nose, small breasts.

Bernadette's younger sister, who despite the similarities of the McLaren family and the Cavendish family in that the four were born in the same years, being the older sisters in 1972 and the younger in 1975, the similarities only end here, since Daryl is very different from Chelsea, she was raised with a lot of influence of her aunts, Since she was totally thrown and ignored by her mother for being the youngest daughter, because of this there was no demand on her to be perfect, the most important thing was for her not to be a lesbian and not to have relationships with any girl, but this was what Clarie always demanded as something basic. Because of this, Daryl was tremendously jealous of Bernadette who, despite everything, despite the fact that the older one hated all that, the younger one wanted that attention and even because of that tried to get in the way of her older sister's life by making her incriminated, so that she could have a few moments of happiness in seeing the older one going wrong, Bern's word was always more valuable than hers, besides being a girl who was not very trustworthy, since she used to lie and misbehave to get the attention she wanted. Daryl is a scheming, intelligent, manipulative girl, she doesn't care about anything else after the years have passed, thinking only about her own benefits and one day taking over the Cavendish family becoming the leader, having all the millionaire fortune for herself as well as the control of the whole family in her hands.