My Violent Tail

Four

Yacinth's POV

If I would choose a place to go,  I would rather go to the cemetery.  Going back to that place each and every time,  I can even barely breath.  Seems like me and my friends were really destined for each other. 

I drove my car fast on the way to hell.  Or perhaps I'll say,  road to hell.

Ever wonder why every thing seems so boring.  When your lifestyle becomes boring.  Maybe that's the feeling of being used to do the things we often does. 

The road is quiet now.  All I can see are trees that are aligned.  Oh,  right.  I'm already at their teritory.  The huge scale of land they owned.  From here on,  I can see the bright mansion,  it is bigger than you think.  It's bright,  but also dark.  It's perfect,  but also wrecked. 

I parked my car at my own garage.  Then walk inside,  acting just normal.  Well,  I always do.  I lost,  my interest on caring. 

"Good Afternoon,  my lady. Welcome home. " Home?  Psh,  don't make me laugh.

The maids are aligned on the parallel side.  Bowing their heads as I walk pass them.  I became used to it since the day I thought.  I didn't throw a glance at them.  I don't wanna see their hooked heads.  I'm no god to be bowed,  or so I thought.

"Nee-san! " I saw my little brother ran towards me,  he's four years old.  I smiled and pat him when he reached me.  This is the least I can do to be her sister. 

"Oh,  you're back. " I wish I didn't. Psh. His voice echoed in the mansion.  I stood and looked at him.  As usual,  he's with his formal attire.  They,  actually.  His wearing his suit and her lady is with her gown.  Oh,  royalties.

"Hai. "

I turned my back on them and walked.  I don't wanna face them now,  neither tomorrow nor ever.  There are things that cannot be helped.  We have to accept it.

"Yacinth.  Won't you even greet your father? " that piss-off.  He really loves to meddle on other peoples business.  I didn't waste any energy to look at his smug face. 

"Not because you already lived here.  That you can go easy-talk me,  scum. "

"Yacinth. "

"Nani,  otto-san?  Are you going to scold me? " I  felt my eye brow jerked.  No one can see it though.  What they will see,  is my back.  But appearantly,  it was already long ago when I turned my back from the rest.

I didn't wait for their reply.  They knew that they won't win anyway.  My father,  he's been giving me favor.  Kedo,  I can't see through it.

I climbed the long stairs,  this mansion sure is big.  It would even take me a couple of minutes just to reach my room. My room,  anyhow is at the end of the lobby.  It's the place I wanted it to be. 

I walked,  walked and walked----

*stops*

I turned my eyes on the big portrait displayed on the wall.  She's beautiful.  She was happy.  She looks so kind and innocent,  dammit.  I-it's all my fault.

I looked away and continued walking.  I heaved a deep sigh.  I shouldn't mind these things right now.  I still have a lot of things to do.  And accomplish.

I am already lying on my bed. My room is big,  yes.  The lights are off.  But my walls somehow gaves me light.  They glow in the dark. 

Can I too?  Can I glow in this plain void?  I shook my head.  What am I thingking? 

Maybe this day is just really tiring.  Goodness,  I need to rest for a bit from this. 

Feeling the tiredness,  lonliness,  and....... pain,  I let the darkness ate my whole consciousness.

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Third Person's POV

How does it feel to sit on your own chair?  A chair?  I mean,  a throne.

How does it feels,  to be superior?

When you have the power.  The wealth.  The strength.  Everything.

But you are chained in there.  The distance is limitable.  No matter what you do.  Even the countless time you scape.  You can't go as far as your reach. You come back from where you  came from.

You will always be in there. 

To become a good and dependable leader,  you must be a servant.  But,  to become an authorized,  feared and honored leader,  you must rule. 

Leaders. Rulers. Queens. Kings. How ridiculous.

She's sitting on her throne.  With her right elbow  on her arm chair,  while her chin was place on the back of her hand.  Her back is straight,  and her legs are crossed.  As she played with her long shiny hair using her left hand,  her curved shows off.  She was wearing a suit. Assassins Suit to be exact. 

There were also two lady's on her each side.

Both are with their uniforms.  The uniform of their organization. 

"The event will start,  majesty. " a mans' voice echoed in the wide dark room.  He's on his knees,  showing respect for her.  His Queen.

Her thrown is high,  that you'll need to look down at the people infront.  Look down at them,  and see them as ants.  Is that how the superiors see the powerless?

She stood,  and move down from her place.  She walked so gracefully,  yet with intimidation and authority.  Her steps is the only noice that can be heared in that room.  No other people except for those mentioned.

As she walk through the huge double door.  The three followed her with distance.  Queen should be wearing gowns and crown,  right?  But,  she's different.  She don't need those thing to show her power and wealth.  Her peoples memories are enough to build their fear to her.

*clang*

The door opened,  and then the bright light welcomed them.  The loud noice of the crowd,  cheering and shouting for their bet.  What do you think is happening? 

She's right now on a balcony.  Why?  Because this is where her main throne is.  Where everyone can see it.  Where everyone can feel her presence. They can see her,  but only the half of her body.  Her upper body was hidened by the curtains shadow.

She's with her golden brown full-faced mask.  No one has ever seen her face,  even for her main servants.  Lilac and Lily.

This is a Arena. Where she judged,  she command and she rule.

Arena.  It's the center of her monarch.

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-Sandrecas