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Alexander Orton

Bradley Orton

Leo Forrest

Trenton Forrest

Tara Forrest

Once Upon A Time

She took in the beaten and battered form of the Sheriff, the weight of his head pressing into her hand. Within the confines of her chest, the fleshy muscle that was her heart contracted painfully, as though it would literally break from the weight of her agony, her grief, and the knowledge that she was too far gone down the path she had been set upon as a child that there was nothing she could do. She couldn't betray Alex or Brad for in doing so, she would betray herself. For reasons she couldn't explain, she confessed this to Leo, her voice laden with despair and grief. Gentle fingers swept blood soaked strands of hair back from his face, a ghostly mirror of what a much younger Mai would have done for a sleeping baby Leo.

His murmured words reached her ears. How naïve he must still be to think that family didn't hurt one another. Anyone knew that it was family who knew and would hurt you the best. It was a sorrowful smile that curled her lips, pity within her hues as she shook her head, lips parting to respond when at last he began to remember - or at least try to.

"It is the shadow of a little girl you remember. She's long since gone."

Mai choked on her emotion then, unable to finish the thought aloud that the girl he now struggled to remember had died a slow and lonely death in the months and years that followed the loss of her father. Trembling hands withdrew from him and the tide of sorrow, grief, despair and regret had left with the motion. The blip of the girl she might have been vanished under the rousing anger from the young woman she had become. Fear and anger had brought her back to him. She was like them and had been for nearly as long as she could remember. Not even this poser prince nor his wannabe king of a father could he break her from the darkness that had become her life.

Her father had been betrayed by this boy's father...the very man who had abandoned her...left her for dead. The earlier warmth of rage boiling within her blood returned then, her voice raising so that she nearly screamed at the man whose body she now shook, demanding answers from him. How could the simple act of merely touching his flesh weaken her so? Nobody had ever evoked such things from her and those who had tried...well she had beaten some sense into them so they were never tempted to do so again. But this Forrest...if he could nearly break her with naught more than a touch, then he was too dangerous to be kept alive. Leo Forrest needed to die for her own safety. But there wasn't time, not with Brad and company headed her way, not when there was still information her uncle needed...

The poor soul was still trying to urge her to run away. Except if she ran, she would become the prey of her Uncle and his friends. There was nowhere in this town, or even outside of, where she would ever be safe at. But what if she pretended to entertain the idea? Time was running out. One look at her and Brad would know something was amiss. She had to salvage this disaster however she could. She stopped shaking the nearly unconscious sheriff and begged aid of him, hanging on every word he said. Puzzlement found her brow as he urged her to go home. But home is with Brad and Uncle Alex...unless he means where Papa... No, surely he didn't mean HER 'home'... Her hues were glued to his lips, his barely audible whisper scarcely heard, at which point she stilled as he fairly mouthed that she was to go to his father. All color flushed from her then, her heart feeling as though it had decided it no longer needed to beat and time itself seemed to stop. If he would have said anyone else, anyone at all, Mai would have been more than happy to oblige. But of course Leo would tell her to run to the man who killed her father. Trenton freaking Forrest.

THERE AND BACK AGAIN

vivaciouʂ ʂummertide

As the last syllables were sung, hope swelled within her heart that her dreams might one day indeed become true. Snuggled warmly within the arms of the angel, she found contentment and was lulled into a peaceful sleep. One that would be shattered moments later with the placement of frigid digits upon the small of her back, awakening her with a sharply drawn breath and a cry of alarm. Instinctively, her body twisted towards her early dawn visitor and through the thick curtain of her chestnut locks spied his obscured visage as the sing-song of his voice reached her ears. Deftly did her fingers grasp upon the feathered pillow upon which her head had rested moments before, hefting it into the air and swinging it at him blindly as she sat up. The weight upon her bed shifted and jostled before fleeing altogether as he bounded from her bed, laughing. Her fingers uncoiled and released the pillow so that it soared in his direction only to miss him entirely.

Idle she was not with the pillow's flight through the air for her hands were fast at work, having found the edges of the bedsheet and pulling them up and away from her body. Swiftly did she rise to her feet, two steps to the edge of her bed before she bent her knees and launched herself at him, a second pillow grasped within the digits of her right hand. The coolness of the stone floor did little in the way of distraction for her sole focus was upon him as she swung the pillow fiercely, shouting at him.

"Ai!" Thwap! "Le-" Thwap! "-go-" Thwap! "-las!" Thwap! A dozen feathers fluttered in the air, having been freed from the pillow as she struck at him. Her name sounded a moment later from beyond her closed door, Nana's voice one of sleep and warning. "Goheno nin, Nana!" she shouted back before smacking Legolas once more with her pillow, lips pursed as she tried to hide the smile that tugged upon the corners of her lips. She turned from him to hide the smile as she returned to her bed.

" 'Sleep not the hours away 'ere the noonday comes?' Dawn's first light has yet to fade and already you seek to rouse me from peaceful rest?" Setting the pillow upon her bed, she seated herself upon the edge and faced him once more. Languid digits combed back the chestnut locks of her hair away from her face, revealing blue-grey hues. To the right did she cant her head, studying him carefully. Where most of their kith and kin were still at rest--as they ought to have been--he was already dressed for the day's activities. A dark eyebrow did she arch at him, mischief glittering within her hues and a smirk curved the petals of her lips.

-"Oh merry bird of morn, the night draws nigh whereupon I shall wake thee from thine slumber and drag thee from comfort and warmth to dance beneath the moon and stars!" Merenwen grinned at him, silently vowing unto herself to do just that. For as he chased after the morning sun, so she chased after the evening moon. Her expression sobered a moment later, the index finger of her right hand tapping gently upon her lower lip, she eyed him critically. "I see no wings upon thine back nor upon thine arms. Have your your dreams revealed unto you some new design that would allow you to soar among the birds at long last?"

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is a "modern" high fantasy alternate universe (AU) of J.R.R. Tolkien's Hobbit and Lord of the Rings saga. Drawing inspiration from ABC's Once Upon A Time story, we have brought iconic and classic characters such as Bilbo, Thorin, Kili, Fili, Galadriel, Thranduil, Legolas, Elrond, Arwen, Azog, and Ungoliant to a place called Middletown, Maine, leaving Middle Earth defenseless to Sauron and his armies as he searches for the One Ring.

Under the effects of a powerful curse, our heroes wander the mortal, modern world with new memories and lives, unaware of their true selves all the while being hunted by shadows and darkness that strikes with lethal precision when they drift perilously close to awakening to remembrance.

Leading double lives, retaining their memories of Middle Earth and Middletown are our villains, lieutenants and allies of The Dark Lord; it is they who are tasked with ensuring His enemies remain asleep and powerless to ensure His eternal conquest of Arda.

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ᴡᴏᴏᴅʟᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ. (h)	Dec 24th 2022 - 7:25 PM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User Happy Yule! Really, though... Thank you for bringing a little joy to this old soul. I appreciate you and your presence in my life, no matter how great or small.
☆vαɴιмα ѕιlмα	Sep 25th 2020 - 12:22 AM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User Happy national Love Note Day my dear Friend.
τнε Dεfilεя	Jul 20th 2020 - 2:37 AM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User Even though she didn’t want to, she stuck her hand through the bars of the grate. All around him, from behind the pups stood and watched. Some of them even growled a little, but none dared make a move without permission to do so. It was some feat of real testimony that he could train armies of Orcs and Wargs to do what the hell he said, but when it came to this kid right here. This Elf, she was stubborn as the day was long. It was no wonder the Master had given her to him to break. Considering who her mother was, he couldn’t really be surprised about that. He pulled her tiny arm through the bars and offered the tender flesh up to Millie. She was breathing out that she really meant it, that she wanted to make it up to him, that she wanted to follow the rules. He watched her face with a smirk, a low chortle escaping from his barely parted lips. “What’s this?” He asked her then, “You going to lie to my face. Tell me that you’ll never do it again and as SOON as my back is turned, you’ll do whatever you want to do, right?” He made his point to her as the wheels in her little head were turning. She was trying to figure out how to outsmart him, which was the problem. There was no outsmarting him, she just had to follow simple rules. Obedience without question. Do what he told her. Be loyal. She would have a good life if she did those things, but she thought that she was right. It was freaking annoying. That’s what was wrong with these Elves. Hell, he understood it. He had been one, once upon a time, until they left him to die. Millie had her jaws locked around the young girl’s forearm, her ears back against her head as she stared daggers at the girl, waiting for Alex’s orders. He sighed a little and rocked back on his haunches, staring at Mai. “That’s your problem, Mai. You seem to think that you need something more than what I give you. I don’t know why, but what you need to understand is. Those people like the boy you let go, they leave people like us to die. They don’t care about us. They never did. As long as they live in their mansions, have their pool parties on the weekends, host their dinners. We’re the scum of the earth. He used you, little girl. You want to go to them? You want to be out there on your own? Go on. I’ll even give you a ten-minute head start.” She asked him if she were going to die today and he smirked at her. “It’s up to you if you live or die, Mai. Either way, we have to leave now. If that boy gets home and runs his mouth, the cops are going to be on us. And I’m no closer to avenging the deaths of your parents. You let him go back to his perfect life and here you are, stuck with us. You’re lucky.” He reached out and dropped his hand on Millie’s head, which caused her teeth to sink into Mai’s arm just a fraction of an inch. “I think I’ll leave that to Millie here, if you get to keep your arm or not. You haven’t really convinced me that you’re really sorry. I mean … what am I supposed to do here? How are you going to learn if there aren’t consequences? And that’s most likely the hand that you let him free with.” He leaned back, contemplating it. “It’ll hurt Millie more than it’ll hurt you, because she likes the sh*t out of you. Hell, it will hurt me more than it will hurt you. I’ll have to figure out what to do with a one armed kid.”
τнε Dεfilεя	Jun 20th 2020 - 9:17 PM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User All the little dreams and promises were rising up behind the young girl’s eyes. She wanted a savior and she needed a reason to keep fighting. She would have all of those things if she just listened to what he said to her. She wouldn’t have to keep going through these disciplinary actions. This was a choice that she was making. These were the punishments for the actions that she had performed, and this was just the way that it had to be. She would come to understand that in time or he would beat the sass out of her. It was just how it had to be for the safety of them all. “There are things going on in this world you’re still too little to understand. Trust me when I tell you this, little girl. If you don’t grow up following my rules, then someone is going to come along and take away everything that you care about. You can’t break the rules and reap rewards. It just doesn’t work that way. It never has and it never will. There is a reason for the rules. You let that boy go and it could cost me my life or you, yours. I have to teach you right from wrong, because if I don’t, no one else will.” He demanded her hand and she gave it to him. He stroked his thumb over the back of her small knuckles, feeling them pop and roll under his fingers. He exhaled slowly and explained to her that he didn’t want to have to do this, but she hadn’t given him a choice. She made her pleas with him, telling him what he wanted to hear, that she wanted to be good and follow the rules and he smirked. “Apparently you didn’t want to bad enough.” He said to her with a half sneer. He laid it out for her how they had to have these rules. They had to have these laws, because if he didn’t protect her and keep everyone in line then it would be much, much worse for her. The truth was, if Alex had known about the others that had touched Mai inappropriately, without his permission, they wouldn’t be alive to tell the tale. He had these rules for a reason. He had his boundaries and when she was grown up, she could fight them off or not, if she wanted to. Until that day, she was off limits. Or she was supposed to be. He offered Millie her pound of flesh for that of her wounded pup and Mai began to shriek and plead for mercy. She jerked back against his hand to pull her own free and he yanked her forward hard into the bars. “See here. This right here is the problem.” He said to her. “You don’t trust me, do you?” He stared at her hard, tugging her arm over until it was within Millie’s reach. The large white wolf moved forward and sat down, both of her ears upright as she stared at Mai. Mai who was pleading with her not to hurt her, making promises of fixing up her pup, she even begged to go hunting with her. A low growl erupted from Millie’s throat, rumbling. She waited for Alex’s word, but it was clear that she would quite easily eat the girl’s arm off if given the chance. In fact, she wanted to. Alex sighed and stared hard at Mai. “See you’re trying to tell her what she wants to hear. You don’t really mean it, girl. That’s your problem. You have these jacked up survival instincts. You think by telling others what they want to hear that you’ll find your freedom. It doesn’t work like that. Life doesn’t work like that.” With a sharper whistle, Millie came forward and he held out Mai’s arm to the wolf. She inched forward and clamped her razor sharp teeth around the young child’s forearm. The two now in a face off. Though, Millie didn’t eat her flesh. At least, not yet. Alex stared hard at Mai and smirked. “Ain’t it sad, girl?” He said to Mai then, “Millie here listens better than you do. Good thing she does, though right? If she didn’t … you wouldn’t have an arm right now. You’d have a bloody stump. Now, tell me what good would she be to me if she ran around and did what she wanted? Ate who she wanted? Didn’t listen when I told her to?” He mused, staring at the youngster who was hiding behind the bars, “You just got to figure it out. When a wolf is smarter than a fully capable young girl, then what’s this world coming to?” He stared hard at Mai, “What good are YOU to me if you don’t do what I tell you, when I tell you?”
🌿αrαɴel -o ɢoɴdor	Jun 17th 2020 - 2:21 PM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User Andúnië Elessar Princess of - Gondor Daughter of King Aragorn and Lady Arwen Sweet and wholesome as Apple Pie. laughs multi-para & novella writer looking for active and friendly Writers! this page was established June 11th 2020 Good Morning--Good Afternoon--Good Evening my Friend. Andúnië Elessar is my Name, but you can call me An. It`s much more easier if you ask me. I want to thank you, for accepting me, and for being my Friend. It is a pleasure for me meeting you. How are you on that wonderful sunny Day? Since I am not a Friend of long Intros, I will do my best, to keep it short. My whole Life I lived in Lothlórien, with my beloved great Grand Parents Lady Galdriel and Lord Celeborn. I had to do that, because I am special, I have some Fire in me, which need to be handled. I needed to learn to handle that. I got teached a lot about Nature, Creatures, Languages and of course different Weapons. There is a beautiful white Warg, I can call mine, which became a good Friend and Companion, but about that, you will read in my Starter. Since War once more is on the Way, to destroy our beautiful Middle Earth, my great Grand Parents decided to send me back Home, back to Gondor to help and well.. I wont to say to much. If you are interested in talking about a Sl, I would love hearing back from you. I wish you a beautiful Day. Andúnië Elessar
τнε Dεfilεя	May 25th 2020 - 4:03 AM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User “That’s your problem, girl.” He said to her, peering in through the cage. “You have all these dreams that some Prince is going to come bursting in and save you.” He sighed, exasperated and reached up to tug onto the wobbly door of the cage, rattling it. This elicited hungry growls and snarls from the wolves behind them. Some anticipation that they might soon be fed. “What you don’t understand is that you have already been saved. By me.” He stared at her for a long moment, “I’m trying to help you, Mai. To be stronger, smarter and better than the people in this world that will try to take advantage of you.” He asked her for her hand, and she began groveling. Begging him not to do whatever he might do to her. He smirked and peered in at her, “You know. You’re absolutely right. I shouldn’t have to do this, but because someone can’t follow the rules. I don’t have a choice.” As she pushed her hand through the bars. He grabbed onto it and pulled her against the bars roughly. He sighed and stroked his thumb over the back of her small knuckles. “You know that I don’t enjoy it. I want you to be good. I want to be proud of you. We have rules put into place here, because if these boys don’t follow the rules, they do bad things.” His gaze lifted to her own, “Do you hear me? They do bad things to little girls. I have to keep everyone in line. If I let you get away with something and they see it, then they think that THEY can start breaking the rules.” He tightened his fingers against her hand and stared right at her, “When they start doing that then innocent people get hurt and we all can die. Is that what you want?” He answered for her, “Of course you don’t.” Looking her directly in the face, even as she looked away from him, he sighed. “You know. I just don’t know what else to do with you. Maybe I should let Millie take care of you for a little while. Her pups obey her and if they don’t. She eats them.” He grinned slightly. With a faint whistle between his teeth, the large white wolf approached the cage. He looked down at her hand and then back up to her, “Is this the hand you untied him with?” He asked her, holding her dominant hand in his own. “I bet you that it is.” Reaching over with his other hand, he scratched Millie behind the ears. He jerked Mai’s hand toward Millie’s maw. She growled and heavy drool dripped from her hungry jowls. “Here you go girl. I have a snack for you.” He offered Mai’s hand to the large white wolf. He stared right at Mai, “Maybe I should let her take your hand. Then you’ll remember for the rest of your life what it means to be a traitor.”
τнε Dεfilεя	May 18th 2020 - 1:47 AM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User She cried out for her Father, poor little miserable creature. A father that was long since dead. He watched her as she sobbed, and he rolled his eyes. Pathetic elves. They were all heart and light and all of that humdrum bullcrap. The sooner that he could shake her free of that mortal coil, the better off she’d be. After all. He was doing her a favor. He reminded her of how much a favor he was doing her in those moments, but she thought she had a better life than before. What was so much better about it? Millie curled and crossed in front of the cage and Alex snapped his fingers. The wolf obeyed him. She laid down with her nose nearly touching the cage, hungry drool dripping from her elongated teeth. She wanted to eat the Elfling. She had a particular liking for their flesh. Two hungry chomps and she would be down the gullet. He asked her what the boy told her, and she blurted out some nonsensical information about his name, his address, his mother’s name, but nothing of real importance. He narrowed his eyes. “That’s all he told you, girl?” So the boy wanted to help them. He cracked his neck to the side and began down the steps then. His heavy boots landing on each stair as he went. The hungry wolves parted for him and he came to crouch down right next to Millie. He scratched her between the ears and studied the little girl. “Save you from what?” He asked him then, “Do y’need saving, girl?” That meant that if the Forrest boy made it home, he would blab all of their information to his Father. The ex-military guru. He huffed out a low breath and stared at her, “What did you tell him, Mai?” He studied the frightened little child and not even a little sympathy shone in his eyes for her. Not one iota. He exhaled a slow breath. She asked him if he had captured him, if he had tortured him. A quirk of amusement curled his upper lip. “Such a sweet boy.” He said to her, reaching his large hand up to crack his chin to the side. With a sickening crunch of bones realigning out of frustration, he peered back down to her. “Such a sweet boy?” “He promised you everything, didn’t he? Just let me go and we’ll go back to my Daddy and live happily the f-ck ever after?” He chortled then deeply in his throat, “There’s no happily ever after for people like us, Mai. Not with people like him. So get that out of your head, right now. He used you to get free and you played right into his hand. Do you think his Daddy is going to come busting in here guns-blazing? I bet that he’s already forgotten your name.” “He has invaluable information to me. And it’s either his ass or mine, do you get it girl? It’s US or THEM. And since you’re one of us, you’re going to learn how to act like us. If you can’t, then you’re no longer useful to me. Let me show you what happens to people who aren’t useful to me any more.” Reaching his hand out, he stared in at her. “Give me your hand.”
τнε Dεfilεя	May 16th 2020 - 11:08 PM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User She called him a liar, screamed it out that she hated him. He smirked at her, curling her luscious locks in her hair. He leaned back slightly and chuckled. Then a wide grin spread over his lips, He reached over with his other hand and grasped onto her little face as she screamed at him, “Good.” He said to her with a sneer, “One day we’ll make that hate work for you.” He dropped her and crushed her small hand with the heel of his boot, and she began begging him again to not hurt her. He roared out laughing, peering down at her, “Why would I help someone that hates me? Ungrateful little brat! Get her out of my face!” The boys were none too gentle with her either. They dragged her down the steps, at least halfway, letting her back catch each one. When she was about halfway down. One of them picked up her little form and threw her about six feet onto the concrete floor below. All with snarling laughs and chortles. One of them turned around and looked at Alex. “Is she old enough, boss? Can we break her yet?” He sneered at them and jerked the one up by the collar, slinging him out the door. “Depends on her. Now get the hell out of here and go find him!” The boys were out there looking for the little run that had gotten away. He mused for a moment as he sat at the top of the steps and peered down at her. She looked like a little wild animal in that cage. Her hair strewn about her face. She was snarling and growling like one of the wolves. She fell face first to the floor of the dirty cage and howled like one of them too. A slow noise came from his throat as he began laughing. It was nearly uncontrollable by the time she stabbed the wolf. As soon as it yelped and jerked backwards in pain, he was silent then. “You goin’ to fight your way out, girl? Through all them wolves?” From around his back came Millie, the mother of all of them. When her pup yelped, she flattered her ears and a deep rumbling snarl began at the back of her throat. “Uh oh.” His voice was nearly sing-song again as the large wolf padded her way down the steps. Drool was dripping from her maw as her yellow eyes focused upon Mai who was in the cage. “Looks like mama ain’t happy and when mama ain’t happy – ain’t nobody happy!” The rest of the smaller wolves got behind her, whimpering and whining. Millie stood at the front of the cage lowering her head to peer in and Mai, but she did not move, waiting for Alex to tell her to. “Still hate me girl?” He asked, kicking one leg out against the second step. He hummed a deep sound from in his throat. She wasn’t scared enough – she was mad now, but that fear had brought on anger. She still had some hope that she would get out of this. He snapped his fingers and Millie’s larger than normal frame bumped into the cage, knocking the side of it loose. If she hit it again, it would spring open and Mai really would be fighting her way through all of them. Including the mother of them all. “What you going to do when you get free? You going to come after me? Stab me, girl? You going to kill your Uncle Alex? Big bad, mean Uncle Alex who feeds you, takes care of you, gets you what you need.” He leaned forward and sneered at her, “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have sh*t. You wouldn’t even be alive.” His eyes gleamed for a second, “Or maybe that’s what you want … to die. I got news for you girl, the only person that’s going to kill you is going to be me. And you still have work to do. We got a long way to go.” His gaze drifted back to her then and he leaned forward. “Tell you what.” He said to her, “How about you tell me what that little prick told you and we’ll call this square.” He shrugged slightly, “Or we can do this all night long. The choice is yours.”
τнε Dεfilεя	May 16th 2020 - 1:48 AM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User Dawn had brought quite a surprise upon the Orton household. Steadily walking down the steps to the basement where the dark haired, dewy-eyed Forrest eyed boy had been held. They’d had him for four days so far. Four days and the little punk hadn’t broken, but he sure cried. Screamed out for mercy. A kid only five years old, he had set to work on the boy early. Today, he was pretty generous, he came down the steps carrying a glass of water. A low whistle echoed off of the basement, just enough to drive those wolves outside crazy. He had kept them locked outside of this room just to scare the sht out of the kid. “Wakey, wakey …” When he came around the corner, he stopped. The grin fading from his lips. The restraints had been undone and, on the table, a pillow was placed under the covers to make it look as if someone were there, sleeping. He narrowed his eyes and his teeth clenched. Heavy breathing racked his lungs for a moment as rage began to bubble through his veins. “Son of a BITCH!” He roared, throwing the glass, which shattered on the wall. That little bitch had let him go! He thought that he’d heard her moving around at night. Little shthead. Now his family would be on the run and he’d have to track them down all over again. He shifted his gaze toward the stairs, turning to head that way. With a roar that shook the walls and heavy steps coming up the stairs, he began that way, “BRAD!” His son slammed the door open and came crashing his way to the top of the steps, “The kid’s escaped, spread out with the wolves and track him down! I want to know where she took them and how long ago!” As Brad rushed out, several of the men went with him and he began heavily walking through the house. His tongue traced the elongated canine tooth and he peered around. Slowly, he began to walk up the steps, making sure each of his footfalls carried his full weight. “Oh Mai….” He called out to her in a sing-song voice. “Come out, come out wherever you are!” The only door that was closed was hers and he smirked a little bit. He stood outside of it and jiggled the handle for a moment. “Oops.” He said, calling out loudly, “Guess that it’s locked. She ain’t here, boys. Get out there and find her!” He stood back and waited a minute to see if she came running out. When she didn’t, he stepped up to the door and kicked the handle hard. The door splintered off of its hinges and he moved inside. Some of the toys that she was allowed to have were strewn about save in one place. He cleared his throat, cracking his neck with a sickening crunch to the right side. “Now, if I were a traitorous little bitch, where WOULD I be hiding?” He gave a sidelong glance to her bed, then moved over to the closet, jerking the door open. He rifled around in her clothes for a minute. He stepped by some of the porcelain dolls that she had on her dresser and caught them with his hand, knocking them to the floor and they shattered. “Oops. My bad.” His heavy boot came down on one of them, shattering the glass. He then kicked it under the bed where he knew that Mai was. He stepped around to the side of it and bent down then, his eyes level with her own. “Why are you hidin’ girl? Did you do something wrong?” He almost looked at her sympathetically and grabbed onto her leg, jerking her out across the broken glass. She screamed and kicked, begging him to stop. He sighed and wrapped his fingers around her hair, twining it into a fist. He jerked her up by those long locks and held her up to look him in the eyes. The strands ripped and pulled from her scalp and he studied her. “I warned you, didn’t I?” He said to her evenly, “I told you to keep your little ass up and stay away from the boy, but you just -couldn’t- listen. You scampered down there like the little rat that you are. Scampering to a piece of moldy f**ing cheese. Am I not givin’ you what you need, girl? Am I not givin’ you everything that you need?!” He gave her a good shaking by her hair then and exhaled a deep breath – as if he were breathing out the anger. He gave her a sidelong glance as she cried, sputtering out small pleas for mercy. “Now you’re crying. I guess I’m not being hard enough on you, girl. You think you can run around and do whatever the hell that you want to do. I’m going to have to put the fear of God into you.” Beatings didn’t seem to work, broken bones healed, and the girl still defied him. He had to get creative. He gave a weary sigh as he stepped down the stairs. “This parenting sht is hard.” He said to her, “Because of little brats like you. With their wild spirits and sht, going buck wild. Now the boy’s gone and we’re going to have to track them down again. Or did you forget what they did to your Mom and Dad girl? Don’t you remember their screams as they burnt alive in that fire, because I sure as sht do! I guess his life is more important than our family. That little sniverling brat was more important than even me!” He gave a loud whistle and the boys released the wolves. He tossed her to the ground hard, dropping the heel of his boot on one of her hands so that the knuckles crunched under the heel. It would make it harder for her to hold on, “Mai here’s decided that she wants to go and play with Millie’s pups for a while. Let her hang out with them.” The clock on the mantle of the fireplace heavily ticked upon the second hand. It weighted itself heavily and then fell freely onto the next minute. He counted them slowly and sat there without a care in the world. The sharp tip of a blade cleaned dirt from underneath his fingernails, and he smirked. “She still holding on?” He asked of Brad who had looked in on the young girl a few minutes earlier. He huffed out a breath and nodded. He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Girl’s tenacious, that’s for sure. Too bad she’s stupid.” Loud screams of terror erupted from the basement as she screamed for him. He chuckled. She must be losing her grip. He listened to her pleas and cries. She said that she just wanted someone to play with and he arched a brow to Brad who was grinning at him. “What are you looking at?” He asked him, “Get out there. Burn that Forrest home down. Track them. I want to know exactly where they’re going.” Brad rushed out without hesitation and he leaned back, heavy boot scooting across the table as he waited for it. It took far too long for his tastes, but soon enough she was crying out a hellacious scream of terror and the wolves’ jowls were snapping. She screamed that she was sorry and that she wouldn’t do it again and he scooted his chair back from the table, dropping his boots down on the floor hard. He stood up, stretching out his back and went to the top of the steps. He opened the door, sending a shard of light as it went down into the darkened basement. He came down the steps and saw that she had pulled herself into a rusty kennel. The wolves seemed to heel as he did, drool dripping from the jowls. He pursed his lips at her, settling his weight down on the step, his arms resting atop of his knees. “Your apology so isn’t accepted.” He stared at her hard, “Do you think Big Daddy Forrest cared when he burnt your Poppa to death? My brother? Is that what you think?” He stared across the basement at her as the huge paws circled her. She was bleeding and the scent only drove them further forward. “What should I do to you instead?” He canted his head, mock sympathy on his face, “You want a hug?”
☆vαɴιмα ѕιlмα	Apr 20th 2020 - 8:13 PM Send Comment \| Send Message \| Block User My Name is Elenya Diamond Elessar and I will not sign it away. Welcome into my wonderful tiny World my new Friend. How are you today? It is a pleasure for me meeting you. Sometimes to break the Ice, something funny for sure does help, so... Why shouldn't you piss off a dwarf? Because he's got a short temper. shhh dont tell them, I joked about them. Laughs... I think, since I am not a Friend of long Intros, I will tell you a bit about myself. Like you already know, my Name is Elenya Diamond Elessar, and I am the Daughter of King Aragorn and Woodland Elf Tauriel. I am one of the Princesses of Gondor, and I got a little Brother, which I can call mine, means who is also a Child of Aragorn and Tauriel. My Sister Verdarianna Elessar, is the oldest of us all and the Daughter of Aragorn and Lady Arwen. I know...I know... its not that easy to get, but I can tell you more about that, whenever you should be interested one Day. Ahh..I fogot, I also got adopted Sisters... Diamond of long Gleeve Took, Serenity Boffin, which are Hobbits and Lady Isabella which is a dark Vampire, Sauron once secretly created. I am a typical 18 Years old Girl, which slowly becomes a Woman, and there is nothing more I hate, as to act like a Princess. I want a Adventure and do some Journeys, meeting Creatures, maybe fighting them. I want to become a Hero, just like my Father and the Fellowship was, making him proud by that. I like to use my Sword and of course my Bow and I also like to ride over Fields, dreaming about to fight some last Orcs. If you think, you could be interested in going on a Adventure with me, maybe teaching me some more about Life and what it brings, I would be happy hearing about you again. so if you are interested, after you read what I wrote, I would love to talk about a Sl with you, whenever you find a Free Minute. I also do AU Sl`s. Until this, I wish you a magical Day, and a wonderful Time. Love Elenya discord: in work / Multi Para & Up & active writer / est. 2020

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