Chapter 5

Child of the wilderness

Madilyne was easy enough to care for now that she was what bothered me about her was how withdrawn she was. She wouldn't look in my direction at all when I was in the room with her unless I made her, which had many negative implications in itself. When she spoke it seemed as if she was terrified of being punished for the smallest stutter. I had given her some of Megs extra clothes that resembled what she had been wearing as she was very uncomfortable in only her under clothes.

"I have to find out what caused her to be this way. "

I slowly walked into the study where she sat in bed looking out the window into the woods, when she noticed my presence she immediately looked to the floor.

"Do I frighten you Mademoiselle ?" I asked

"N...No..I mean...Yes...But no..not for the reason you think." She said blushing glancing at me.

"I am no more afraid of you then I am of anyone else."

"You're afraid of people?" I said slowly walking towards her.

"Yes Monsieur."

"What would make you fear people?"

"My past is a complicated one Monsieur."

"I have time and believe me I've had my share of torment in my life." I said now standing right next to the bed.

"Very well Monsieur, you may as well take a seat." She said as I did she turned her head to at least be facing m direction though she still looked down at the floor with her piercing green eyes.

"It all began when I was very young Monsieur, At age five My parents sold me to the Gypsies because they believed me possessed because of my eyes I suppose. There I was quickly put to work cleaning the camps laundry and was kept far away from the Gypsy children. On occasion they would put me on show claiming me possessed by the devil himself. That was when this started." She ran a hand across the various scars on her arm.

"They punished me for anything they other children would blame their wrong doings on me and I would be punished for it.A few years later the women whose watch I was under married me to a man named Tobbar. He kept me as a slave. When he wasn't putting me on show he was working me to death. He would punish me for any mistake I made he gave me a strict list of rules to follow. I could not look directly at anyone especially not in the eyes. I was to speak only when spoken to, I was not allowed to falter with my words. I was to do as I was told no matter what. I broke the first two rules often and I was punished by Tobbar many times a day until I learned. Then one day Tobbar tried to force himself on me I refused and forced him off me and fought back, for that I was brutally punished. Tobbar had his friends hold me down while he heated a blade over a have seen the result for yourself I'm sure." She said flashing a glance towards her right leg.

"No Wonder she's so afraid, She's been punished her entire life for mistakes she has every right to make."

"And that idiot Gypsy forcing himself on a defenseless girl."

" But even then My troubles where not over Monsieur." She said seemingly reading my mind.

"Two months after Tobbar tried to force himself on me He tried again only this time he was not alone. He had with him a drunken wealthy Frenchmen who had come to the camp to see the of them tried to have there way with me, but something inside me snapped I killed both men. I fled the camp but it was too late the police were already on my trail. I went into hiding in the woods visiting towns I came across. It was all going well until a week go too. They got word I was heading this way and had an ambush ready I was being chased by one and I manage to knock his gun away from him but he in turn pulled out a knife and well you know the rest." She finished her eyes briefly meeting mine.

"I see. Well Mademoiselle know you are amongst a kindred spirit." I said getting up.

"If you need me call. Other wise I wish you pleasant dreams." I left her room and headed to mine.

"Insolent fools! Senselessly harming a girl they have made completely subservient to them And worse off forcing themselves upon her I can only imagine the mental turmoil this poor girl must deal with. I will help her live normally even if I must Kill every man, women, and Child in Paris." My temper was raging I had not been this angry since that night on the rooftop. I was disgusted and I had wanted to get rid of her. Knowing what I knew now I felt no better then her Imprisoners for having such thoughts.

I calmed my thoughts considerably then turned my attention to the blank papers on the desk in my room and began to write.

Madi's POV

"What was I thinking telling him like that, I don't even know his name and I just poor my past out to him. And what does he mean by he's a kindred spirit. But then again I can only wonder what is under that mask he wears." I thought laying in my bed. My injures were beginning to cause me pain but I could deal with it. I had seen the raw fury in his eyes when he left I knew better then to bother someone who wished to be alone when in that state of anger.

"I really hope I don't end up causing this man unwanted trouble. I'm not worth it anyway."

I thought slowly positioning myself in a comfortable position and drifting off to sleep.

AN: Now you've seen both of there perspectives and Got a history Lesson on Madi. or at least the history she wants you to know for now.

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