CinderCole

Here We Go Again

Cole lay in his room, panting when Lloyd came in. Lloyd told him to visit their father, like Cole considered his tortourer his dad.

 Cole struggled to get up with his hands and feet chained up. Lloyd unlocked his legs, but not his hands, and Cole walked up to where Vangellis was waiting. 

 Vangellis was holding a whip Cole had grown to know well. Lloyd forced Cole into a kneeling position and Cole could see Nya was there smirking as the tourture began. Cole gasped as the whip came down, the torture device biting into his flesh over and over again.

By the end, Cole was laying slumped on the floor, bleeding and bruised. Nya wound the chains back around his legs, not caring she strung them over the re-opened wounds and gashes on his legs, even relishing when the teenage boy winced in pain. 

"Now!" Vangellis declared, "you are to go on errands, the Munce and Geckles are busy repairing the window you broke!" Lloyd set the whip crashing down 1 more time, driving Cole out of the house.

So Cole set off, with his wrists and ankles chained and cuts all over his body, both from yesterday and today. When Cole arrived at the market, he saw Dr Borg, who was upset to see his state.

 Dr Borg was Pixal's father, and because of this had gotten to know Cole quite well. He was disgusted by the way Vangellis treated him and did the best to treat to his wounds. 

Cole started looking around when he saw a girl who didn't seem to know what was going on. She was beautiful, with golden hair, blue eyes, and ivory skin. 

Cole walked over to the girl to help her, but she was suprised to see him so beaten and tired, and chained up in such a way. "Who did this to you?!" The girl demanded, sounding angry. 

Cole wanted to tell her, but it would be bad for him. "He will punish me if I tell anyone." 

Now the girl looked even more confused, but before she could say anything, Cole was tackled by a tiny blue eyed boy, who smiled, but his smile dropped when he saw his bruises and cuts. 

The tiny boy tried to cover them, which made Cole and the other girl smile. "That's my little brother, said the girl, smiling slightly, still obvoiusly angry about the way Cole had been treated.

 After the drama, the two began simply talking with each other, it was nice, and each one enjoyed the others company. 

The girl helped Cole find what he needed, and then the girl and her brother went on their own way. Cole grinned, and then headed "home".