Three chances, three left

Chapter six

* Vaati P.O.V*

I looked at past Corona, watching for her reaction to her mother being the room. From the looks of it, she'd cried herself to sleep before she'd come in. Though if she didn't wake up soon, I could tell that something horrible was going to happen. Gelo looked irritated enough just standing in the same room as her. If anything, I saw an emotion in her eyes that a mother should never feel for their child.

Hatred, pure uncontrolled hatred just for the one she brought into the world.

"I said get up! Can't you even hear me?! You're already a large enough failure, and by doing this you're only making it worse for yourself."

"Misstress, may I come out and see the kid you're chaining me to?"

"Yes, and do me a favor and wake her up!"

With a small poof of smoke, I saw Dread standing next to Gelo. For a minute, he seemed to be sizing little Corona up, but soon let out a noise of disgust.

"You're chaining me to this weakling?! She probably won't make it through the process! And yet you're going to try! Misstress, somedays you're just as insane as man who fathered this mouse."

"She's made it through the training process some how. Most likely out of pure luck. Just wake her up in any fashion you want. I could care less how you do it."

I looked at the present Corona next to me, whom was crying again. I could tell why. Her own mother had treated her this way, and had stuck her with Dread for whatever reason. Who would do this to their own child?! Who?! I know that I was called evil quite a lot, but if I was a father, my son or daughter would never see an inch of cruelty towards them.

I watched as Dread walked over to past Corona, and then he punched her, causing her to fall to the ground with a strained yelp. She opened her eyes and stared in terror at Dreadison, fresh tears streaking down her face.

"Does this moron even have a name?"

"Her father called her Corona, and the name's stuck to her more than her tears."

"Probably doesn't even deserve a name if you're doing this to her."

"It's not a punishment, I just need the perfect killer to fight for me. If she survives, she'll be able to be that. I not only need you to be her tool of destruction, but the one to frighten her into doing my bidding."

"Shouldn't be too difficult."

"S...ry."

"What was that brat?"

"I'm sorry..." Her words were strangled, like she was having extreme difficulty speaking. But speaking only earned her a slap from her mother, and a few insults involving words never to be said in front of a kid.

"Now get up! Today's the day you finally become my treasure, not my garbage! Say hello to Dreadison, for you might become very familiar with him very soon."

Past Corona shakily got up, and followed Gelo and Dread out of the room. The real Corona and I followed them, and stopped once they went into a different chamber.
"T-that's enough. I don't want to relive this part..."

"The process they were talking about?"

"Yes, b-but at least before Dread drags us out, I-I can show you my father."

She began walking through tons of corridors, then finally stopped infront of another cell. Inside I could hear maniac like laughter inside, mixed with a bit of crying. I looked through the small window, and inside was a man in hunter's garb, with blood red hair, the same sea green eyes as Corona, as well as the same ears. His skin was much more darker in tone, and I all I had to do was take one look at him to see the Gerudo heritage in him.

"Your father was a Gerudo?"

"No, my great-grandfather was, but it showed up the most in my father, and a small bit in me. I-it's hard to see him like this..."

"How did he lose it?"

"W-when my mother was...T-training me...H-he walked in, and snapped."

Corona looked in the window, and I heard her father wail inside the cell.

"Corona, oh my little Corona, Daddy's sorry that he can't save you. Be strong for me...Hahaha, be strong..."

Corona looked away, and I held her. That echo of a wish, a father's wish to save his daughter. He couldn't save his daughter, not in the condition he was in. Not with the power that Gelo obviously had if she could chain a spirit to a person. So, he only wanted her to pull through for him, to survive for him.

"My little Corona...Where are you? Daddy wants to see you again...Where are you?"

Finally, everything blured into white, the sounds of Corona's father's sobs and laughter still in my ears.

* Corona P.O.V.*

I opened my eyes, feeling another wave of tears coming on. Did Dread have to make me relive all of that? Did he?! Just remembering it was horrible enough, but seeing it all again...Was too much for me to handle

"Corona..."

I felt Vaati wrap his arms around me, and I finally let the tears I'd saved for my past fall free. The pain, the suffering, the misery that I'd gone through all coming out in my sobs.

"How long did that go on?"

"Until I was eight when I finally escaped from there..."

"And you knew where your father was, and what he was like?"

"His cell use to be right next to mine, and when he showed a lot more of his sanity, he was my only comfort..."

Vaati kissed my forehead, and rocked me back and forth, and I felt myself being lulled into sleep. I rested my head against Vaati's chest, and he soon began carrying me back to my room. Surprisingly, Dread wasn't saying anything, which I was glad for.

He layed me down onto my bed, and he rested beside me. He sounded like he was humming a lullaby, finally helping the darkness take my conciousness.

Soon, I awoke to the sound of one of the moblin guards somehow speaking to Vaati, and it sounded a little...Worried.

"What do you mean he's here?! Don't just stand there, find him and stop him! He's not getting Corona! Never!"

You've come to rescue her

But will she want to be rescued

Now that he knows too much

And is willing to comfort her no matter the cost