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"When you learn your place, you can get up. But not until then." he kicked her in the ribs, making her gasp and cringe, balling herself up into a small ball on the floor.

"And what is my place SIR?" She spat on the floor of her own blood. He back handed her with an ease that made her head spin. She gasped for breath, knowing that if he hit her a few more times in the right spots it would kill her. How she longed for him to just kill her...

"This attitude of yours is why you are here to begin with. What do you gain out of making a fool of yourself?" He stopped for a moment, a look of dawning awe on his face. "Is that so? You wish and long for death?"

"Don't we all? And especially since we were left in your tender care." She laughed and threw her hands down on the ground. "I am all but dead. You cannot heal all my wounds in time..." She took a few shuddering breaths and then was still on the floor.

"Don't you dare die on me!" He gathered up all his mana and strength and threw it at her still body. She raised off the floor and screamed in agony, her torn and mutilated body mending way too fast for it to keep up with, her skin knit itself in knots and her muscles bunched and twitched with the rapid healing. Her veins began pumping blood to heart once more. She lay in a heap of bones skin and pain. Limbs contorted and she screamed her rage at him.

"Why me? Why can't you keep one of your other flunkies alive and just kill me! I have given up! You have broken my spirit and damned my soul! What more could you want from me?" She raged at him, laying her head down. She then went silent and still once more, the breath leaving her body for the last time.

"Damn you! I shall find you again, young Serenity! You cannot hide your soul forever!" He spat on the ground. "I want darkness to wither her heart. To give me everything she has and never look back!"

She was running, running fast, hard, full out. Her dress hem snagged on brush and roots from the trees around her. She struggled for breath, seeking, always ever seeking. She had no idea where she was or where she was going. All she knew was they were chasing her, seeking her too. Waiting for her, watching her, laughter she could swear was on the wind. Her heart broken and her spirits low she slowed at the sound of thunder above her head. The light rain began then. Softly crying it's tears the sky opened and the trees finally were behind her.



In front of her was a fortress, a castle made up of fine stones, dark and weather beaten. She saw a massive door with two spheres on it, side by side. One was blue, the other a bright orange. Without knowledge of why, relief coursed through her and she hurried up to the large, heavy door and knocked.



The spheres began to spin, one glowing blue and frosting over, the other set itself aflame and shined even brighter somehow. They spun and then disappeared into the wood. Then the door opened and inside the place was bare. Her heart sinking, all she could see was darkness. Then the spheres appeared above her head and landed into scones along the walls. The wave of heat and beauty inside made her heart hurt and she sat, in the middle of the room and cried.



Her heart, once shattered by the very people who were meant to protect her, started to mend...