Chapter 7 - The Start Of A New Beginning (1/2)
500 years later...present time
Versailles woke with a start. Her arm felt itchy, sticky, and painful. She opened her eyes and discovered why. Her wound was festering. The offensive bite mark gathered pus and inflamed, looking horrendous. If it was not treated soon, she might fall severely ill.
Her brows furrowed. Looking around, she found herself in a small cramped shack, her hands and legs tied with rope.
The evening sun poured through the tiny hay covered window, weak and unstable, the only source of light in the dusty shed. Not much time had passed since she blacked out.
Recalling the events she experienced in the brief amount of time, she decided it was about time for her to leave the Sybil realm.
As she thought about leaving, the image of her Grandpa Al laying in a pool of blood, flashed into her mind. Her heart clenched and tears streamed down her face. She would never be able to see him again.
In a sick, ironic way, her attempts to leave behind her past only ended up bringing it closer. She didn't know whether what Lim said about her parents selling her off, was true or false. But knowing them, she wouldn't consider the deed beneath them. And her Grandpa Al payed the price of their selfishness.
Her good-natured, kind, big hearted Grandpa Al lost his life because of her. Not only in the past, even in the present, only death and blood surrounded her.
She seemed to be an omen of death for anyone that had connections with to her.
Well, except for her parents, that is. But then again, they abandoned her before she even had the chance to bring them harm.
”Maybe it's the reason why I am always alone.” A bitter smile rose on her sad face, her forlorn eyes unfocused as she looked out the tiny window, the shadow of her gloomy and lonely silhouette swaying on the wall.
Yes, she was always a loner, in her first life, second life, and now, this life as well. Maybe this was for the best. If she was alone, she would never bring harm to anyone but herself.
She should leave this realm before she endangered the lives of more innocent people and shattered more families.
Anyway, her hands were already full. There were mysteries to solve and battles to fight, staying here had no significance.
To leave the Sybil realm, however, she needed to locate a teleportation spatial. She also needed strength.
”I need to regain my serpentine form and powers. Without my powers, I won't be able to accomplish much. And if the shadow happens to be related to the six clans in the Nar realm, than in my current state, I'll be dead before even starting.” Versailles knew her own abilities well.
Even if her life was wretched, it was still her precious life. If she was not ready, or did not possess the ability to face the immortal beasts, than she would rather find a hole to pass the tide.
And if the shadow was related to the dark clans, then things were going to get really ugly, really fast.
As such, she needed power, fast and quick.
Just thinking of the dark clans, her heart filled with dread and trepidation.
However, what was bound to come, will come, whether she liked or not. Therefore, she needed to get out of this shack, unnoticed.
At this moment, approaching footsteps sounded outside the shed. Scooting closer to the wall, she attempted to hide out of sight. But such an act was doomed to end in failure. As the next heartbeat, the flimsy door was kicked open, and in came two figures. One scrawny, the other muscular.
Without suspense, Versailles recognized the comers. It was Lim and his two faced best friend, Burin. Their sinister auras doing nothing to quell the brewing fear inside. Once her eyes met their dark gazes, her heart dropped. And she knew, if she ever wanted to escape intact today, she was going to shed some blood.
Closing her eyes, she concentrated on her breathing. She needed to stay calm to face the storm ahead.
”Wench, we finally have you in our grasp today.” Lim's mean voice entered her ears, but she ignored the man, controlling her breathing.
”Lim, talk nice. Even if she belongs to you, you should never stop being a gentleman.” His hypocrite friend advised in his usual two-faced manner.
”What do we need to be a gentleman for? Gentlemen are only for gentle ladies. She is no lady, but my kept woman. My mistress. You do not give respect to mistresses. You mistreat them. That's what they are for. To vent frustrations on and take out your anger. Get it?” He chortled at his words, sounding proud at his speech.
”Well, if you say so. But we can still be nice. After all, it's not like we'll lose out on doing so.” The hypocrite man still kept on his hypocritical act.
Versailles was no longer in panic. Having calmed herself down, she waited, waited for a chance. The deadliest part about snakes were not their venom. No, it was their strike. Swift and direct, they dealt the blow before their prey reacted. They waited for a chance and finished their prey in a single strike.
She was a human now, but that did not dampen her serpentine nature.
”Hahahah....enough with the talk. Let's get down to business. You do it nice if you like, Burin, but I like it rough.” Taking off his patched up shirt, Lim impatiently moved towards her, his predatory gaze roaming over her figure.
The moment his eyes fell on the festered wound on her shoulder, his brows furrowed.
”Damn! I set up that fox to tire you out. But it seems the drug was a bit too strong for the beast. Although the flavor will not be as good, I will make do with what I got and endure the little stench.” Moving in, he pulled her bound legs, dragging her across the bumpy ground.