-NOTE: Story is being restarted, re-written, and changed massively. There will be a higher amount of violence, most likely. Prologue is much shorter than original- but it's violent.

Hope the story will be enjoyed none the less

Prologue:
Chapter 00~


“Mother, please!!” A young girl called out as a whip cracked, digging into the soft flesh on her back. Skin ripped, red meat visible, blood dribbling from the fresh wound. She cried as she tried running. “Why mother?! Why?!”

With brisk, long strides, her mother caught up quickly, grabbing a hold of her black tresses and slamming her body against a tree. The young took numerous kicks to the abdomen and legs. The girl coughed, trying to catch her breath. The whip pulled out once again, the young girl struggled to her knees and tried crawling away. The whip wrapped around her neck, the girl choking, flecks of salvia, tinted crimson from her blood flew from between her bruised lips. She reached a single hand up, gasping for air. Her consciousness was slipping, and fast. Thick red fluid began running down her slender neck, the whip way too tight around it. With a few more spasms, her hand became limp. Her vision became bright white. “I’m… I'm…”

The young girl passed out on the grass. Face dirty- stained with tears and blood. Her mid-length blue-black hair gathered dirt in it. Her clothing, tattered. The grass became dyed with her blood.

Freya Raoul was convinced she was going to die…