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Chapter 6-What is in a name?
2005 – Bella's POV 4 years and 4 months after kidnapping
I slowly opened my eyes.
Where am I?
I look around from the white ceilings to the white carpet. It's a huge room. I'm going to guess 30 feet to 25 feet of space. There's a bookshelf, a reading chair, vanity table, a desk in the middle of the room and stacks of books all over the room. There are two doors, one right in front of me and another one to the right where I'm guessing it's the bathroom. It's basically a girl's wish come true. There's so many things I wanted in my life but never had because of financial issues. There's a wardrobe that was partially open and I could see the clothes piling out. Peeking out from the bed I was in, I could see all the decorations, from purple to blue furniture.
I'm so confused. Last thing I remember was the sharp red eyes before everything went dark.
I slowly got up.
Holy moly, the ground seems further away. Wait is that my legs? When did it grow that much?
I reached up to feel my short bob hair.
Nope, my hair is past my breasts. Wait, I have boobs. This is insane.
I cupped my so-called breasts.
I woke up in someone else's body. I'm 10, I shouldn't have boobs. Small, but still lumps.
I walked to the door on the right. I was partially right. Through the door was a hallway that was filled with accessories; jewelry, shoes, belts, hats, purses and whatever else you can think of.
I passed by a mirror.
I went back.
That's me. But older. WHAT'S GOING ON?!
And then everything hit me.
The red eyes. The fast travelling. The weeks in the dungeon without any contact except for the red eyes. The calm serenity voice that compels me to do whatever he tells me to. The fight to maintain my will. Without food and water for multiple days to break down my spirit. Finally breaking through my will power and dazzling me to do his will. Being introduced to this room. The staff who always seemed to have a cloudy look in their eyes. Angelica as my personal servant and who becomes as my body when I am to be punished. The first time Angelica was punished when I first attempted to escape. The second time when I refused to eat. The third time when I refused to leave the room. The fourth time when I refused to eat with him.
Each punishment getting worse and longer than the last. Until I couldn't take it.
Three years of him layering the compulsion every week until he believes I became a doll. And I was. I listened to him, tried to bend myself to his will, expressing gratitude for his gifts and pleasing him with song.
Soon, I became a vain, selfish version of myself that he wanted. He wanted me to believe I was better than everyone and who else to show it but my best friend. For days I would belittle her and humiliate her and make her do the most obscene chores, from cleaning the gutter with a toothbrush, using her beautiful blonde hair to mop the floors and to fill the bath with milk.
Every second becoming angry with myself, every minute becoming angry at the situation, every day becoming upset at my lack of strength, every week getting weaker and weaker, every month passing without hope and every year without faith.
He sought after me every night and would tell me a story of his life. It could be from 2 years ago to 100 years ago. I got an estimate on his age when he talked about the death of a man by crucifixion and being one of his disciples' disciple.
He later talked about a story he came across.
Bella, my sweet Swan. Do you know why you are my sweet swan?
I shook my head.
Let me tell of you a time when I walked during the desert seeking for any stimulation in my life. I've been living for a millennium or so before I lost my will to live. By this time, I had all the wealth and woman and power I could ever want but there was always something missing. Do you know what was missing my sweet swan? True rule over the world. See, in my quest to find this, I came across a seer in the outskirts of Alexandria who spoke of a prophecy.
This prophecy of flame and siren that will unite the worlds of the supernaturals all throughout the world. The only thing I was able to get out of this seer was the last name of the flame. A name of a bird.
Now, my swan, I compelled this seer to say anything else and the only thing she was able to give me was that it was not happening for another 9 centuries and would meet where her kind was called.
So now I have three clues.
Last name is a name of a bird.
It wouldn't happen for another 9 centuries
What kind of supernaturals is related to flames.
Now, I spent the last 5 centuries looking for any supernaturals that deals with flames. I listed it down to Dragon, HellHound, Lampad or Phoenix.
Now I visited the dragon colony with my cousin and we learned of many things. First, they do not mingle with the humans and they do not live outside of their colonies. So that crossed Dragon off my list. My cousin stayed at the colonies when I left. Heavens know why. He led me from the couch we were sitting on and guided me to my princess room.
Now, I followed centuries of geography names that even resembled lampad, dragon or phoenix and when the time got closer to that 9 century mark I was able to find my cities. First I went to Lampard Canada and Phoenix Oregan, and finally Phoenix Arizona. I travelled 40 mile radius from these cities and felt no power or anything resembling flames until I hit a small town named Fireside.
There, I felt a spark of power. The power of a child. I didn't know where it was coming from as it was coming from a playground full of vermin.
Turns out, vermin has mothers, and they are females. Females are strong but weak to me. As I received information about the school that was in the area, I was able to find a roster of the names of the students. There were overall 5 children with the last name of a bird, Raven, Robin, Hawk, Nightigale, and Sparrow. I went alphabetical and found out that Hawk was a little boy, Nightigale had down syndrome which is not a big deal. But the problem was, none of them had that power. Until I went to the Raven house. The spark of power was there again. Little did I know it was from the playdate that they were hosting but either way, I thought I found my bird. When I received the little girl that I thought was the one, I didn't realize it wasn't her until a few weeks later. I believed that the lack of power was due to the fact that she was still a youngling, and that she had small bursts of powers randomly. When I realized that there was nothing special about this Angelica, I was outraged. But she was still in the household that I felt this power so I compelled her to tell me her about her life. It took around 6 months to get through 10 years of information from a child that was frightened of me.
It wasn't until one of the days when I offered her some coloring supplies that she drew a raven and swan together. I asked her about this and she didn't realize the importance of the information she just provided for me at this time.
See child, months went by of her rambling about unnecessary babble about her life and she didn't know that this simple information would change the lives of the world. She told me a story of a child who's name was Swan at first, but changed her name legally couple of years ago for some random reason. He brushed my cheeks and my hair before setting me down onto my bed.
And I was finally able to find my bird. That's when I found you my little bird and brought you here to protect you, and perhaps love you.
Now, its time for bed. He tucked me in and turned out the lights and left the room, shutting the door as he goes. Not knowing that she was slowly breaking free of his compulsion.
During the days, I would try to remember and add onto the barrier to protect my mind from him. I don't know what he is exactly but I know he's not human. He's inhumanly beautiful and his voice draws me in.
Throughout the days, I would wake up, let Angelica dress me and comb my hair and would eat my small breakfast and head out to the vast library. There I've been studying all kinds of supernaturals, both folklore and his personal diaries. I've been researching and researching where to find them, how to approach them, how to talk to them, the dynamics of every city and if necessary, how to kill them.
After a few months of research, I was able to narrow down Jackson's type. A nymph, a siren or a vampire with mind control.
Bella's POV 4 years and 11 Months after kidnapping
After his tale of how he found me, he started to trust me more and more and left me without adding on a layer more frequently.
I was still confused on what he was. There was no clear distinction of what he is. I didn't meet much different supernaturals only a vampire. However, Vicky never explained much about the vampire world because she wasn't sure I was ready for it. I wasn't, but I wished I learned.
Few years after Jackson took me, 28 months to be exact, he started to leave once a week to run his business. It took 9 months for me to figure out where he went and how long he usually goes for. He usually leaves an average of 19 hours. If he works an 8 hour shift, that gives him 11 hours to get back and forth and subtracting an hour for grocery runs, so that gives Bella an idea of the radius of 5 hours from her start point if he drives an average of 65 miles per hour. By clueing together the food and weather, I'm able to guess we're in the west coast. There's no ocean smell in the air so we're far away from the sea, but there's desert everywhere. There's no real animals unless you count the reservoir that's 2 hours away. So making an educated guess, I'm going to guess we're 5 hours north of Las Vegas.
I was able to verify this theory that night.
"Hello sweetheart, how are you doing today? Sorry I was gone for so long, the trip back was a lot more annoying this time. Stupid humans can't function with alcohol in their system, makes them more difficult to control."
I nodded "It's no problem. I just read and waited for you. But why would you work in a place where someone is so drunk that you can't control them?"
"Oh, the city of sin requires humans to commit sins. Don't you know that?"
Thinking back to my geography classes and mom and dad talking about their elopt story. I grinned internally.
"I see, will you tell me why you need me tonight? You promised you would a few weeks ago"
"Of course, let me set this down and you can go get ready for bed".
Few moments later, I was tucked in my covers and was ready to commit this entire conversation to memory and I placed a notebook and pen under my pillow to write down important information just in case I forget, or compelled.
He came in, dashing as ever, but with a stride that is dangerous and daunting.
He sat down by my bedside and pulled me close to his chest and rubbed my head like a dog. I guess that's a good description of who I am. His dog. His bitch.
"Now, I believe I told you how I found you. Now I'm going to tell you why I need to find you for myself. I know I told you I wanted to rule the world and have eternal glory. But without telling you the prophecy itself, you wouldn't understand. Now I'm trusting you my little bird. You've come so far from the meek child you once were.
So here it is
The one to end the ancient war approaches.
Born twice again as the phoenix will unleash the rituals for the chosen sept.
After the 7th can bring forth the gate of fire forged with lies and mistrust.
Along with thee songmate will the journey towards the end begin
All covens of different cultures and creatures involved
with brothers and sisters of all kinds to aid will only then will the light emerge from the ashes of the phoenix.
You, my little bird is my phoenix. Now I was able to fill in the blanks from the first time someone told me. Before the phoenix was blanked out and I was unable to make sense of this until later."
I wrote down everything he said word for word when he left later that night. Making sure I can recite it back and forth, front to back.
There was just one more thing I needed.
I glanced at him confused. "But what's the songmate?"
He paused for a second. Looking at me with suspicion in his eyes. I tried not to gulp or show anything other than curious innocence in my eyes. He seemed to trust what he saw because he continued.
"A songmate is what I perceived to be a siren."
I tried not to widen my eyes or to show a thrilling smile.
"A siren?" I asked.
"Yes sweetheart, together we shall rule the world, thee and me. For with the combined blood of yours and mine will that happen."
"But I do not even know your name."
He looked shocked at that. He tried to think back to our times together and realized I was right. He never shared his name.
"I took many names, but I grew to like the one I use now"
"What would that be, sir?"
He caressed my cheecks.
"Jackson Gamble"
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