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a/n: alright so this is the first chapter let me know what you think of it and as always point out any mistakes  and ill get right to it.

11 years ago

Today is my 7th birthday! Maybe mama will actually be nice to me this time and not hit me like she usually does on my birthdays. Oh well who am I kidding that's never going to happen. 

I'm sorry let me introduce myself. Hi! I am Onyxia Johnson. 

I live with just my mama, she says it's because my father and brother didn't want me so they told her to take me and leave. She doesn't like to talk about it though. 

"ONYXIA GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW YOU STUPID BRAT." Mama screams to me from downstairs. Panicking I sprint downstairs. A stinging sensation is felt across my face as my head whips to the side. She just slapped me. Wow.

"JUST BECAUSE IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY DOESN'T MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE TO MAKE MY MEALS. YOU SPOILED BRAT THINKING YOU'RE SO ENTITLED."  She screams in my face as I look down in shame.

Why does she yell at me I always try to be a good daughter. I make her meals, I clean the whole house for her and yet she still says I'm not good enough. 

"STOP CRYING. YOU CRYBABY. GO MAKE ME BREAKFAST." She shouts again. I quickly run off to the kitchen to make her something for breakfast. I slowly stop crying not wanting to get yelled at more for it. 

I finish up her breakfast and hand her the plate not making eye contact, keeping my head down as I was taught. "EW THIS IS FUCKING NASTY. GOD YOU CAN'T DO ONE THING RIGHT, CAN YOU."  she screams before throwing the plate at the wall. "I'm sorry mama." I whisper. "YOU KNOW WHAT I AM FUCKING DONE WITH YOU. YOU ACT LIKE A WHORE NOW YOU GET TREATED LIKE ONE." She grabs my arm and drags me to the basement, locking me in the dark. 

I hear her talking to someone on the phone upstairs but I just ignore it. After what feels like forever of sitting down there in the dark, alone and hungry she opens the door and drags me upstairs. 

A sigh of relief leaves but I immediately take that back seeing three big tall men with tattoos smirking at me. "Here she's all yours now where is my money." Mama says. 

What does she mean I'm all theirs? Is she getting rid of me?

"Here.'' one the tall scary men says before throwing a duffel bag to mama. "Better not waste all of that on drugs." he says. 

What's that? What are drugs? Hmmm. 

Suddenly one of the guys grabs my arm and starts dragging me to the door. "WAIT. NO. WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME. MAMA HELP ME I DON'T WANT TO GO!" I try screaming for help as the men laugh at me. "Bye whore." Is all mama says before I am dragged out the door. 

"We're gonna have some real fun with you." One of the guys says, the rest of them agreeing. 

Oh how it was not the fun a 7 year old would've imagined. In fact scarred me for life. 


I must have blacked out or something because I woke up in a cold, damp room. I was alone. 

Where am I? Where did those weird men take me?

After about 5 minutes or so the door to the room opened and a ugly/scary man walked in. "Ooh. look at you, you're a pretty little thing aren't you." He says. "Where am I? Can I go home?" I ask. "Oh sweetheart your never going home."


635 words kinda short but the next one will be longer its really just the start of a backstory on Nyx but the next update will be in present time.

 - ash


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