Starting Over

Aftershock

(I'm sorry in advance but I'll get really really detailed sometimes, hope you enjoy)

A blood curdling scream is heard throughout the Romanian lands.

I wake up to his scream with realization; Ethan Winters finally dead. With what little strength I have left from my fight with manthing. one of my maidens was mindful enough to find me to make sure I was alive. I hear her call out to me in my hazy state of mind. I weakly call out to her and she manages to find me. I have nothing left my daughters are gone and I'm barely at my strongest I am hanging by a thread.

" Are there any other maidens left." I asked fighting though the pain. She shakes her head at me as she pulls off what rubble her feeble human body could manage. "They all ran after we heard unearthly bellowing for hours none stop.. my lady." She says to me. "It's just you....then I'll have to find the traitors, kill them and replenish my castle with new maidens." I sigh with annoyance...My maiden shakes her head.

"Not right now. You need to heal first, and a change of clothes and that wound needs to be patched up."

And with that she left my side to go to the hospital wing to bring me the first aid. I look at my surroundings....the tallest point of my castle is destroyed after the fight with Ethan winters... I scowl at the state my dress is in. Tatters, nothing but my white skin mixed with blood, glass and dirt. Of course there the goddy dagger sticking out of my ribcage. An old friend with the bite of a adder, I dare not pull this out just yet. It would mean lights out for good. there's a gentle breeze followed by soft snow fall. This place is in ruins now, it will take a couple months to get it all back to its original status. I lay there trapped in my own thoughts and this painful thorn in my side. It seemed like hours, my patience starting to wear thin; the pain of the dagger sinking in. I shake my head, my once neatly kept hair now in long detangled tendrils. Oh excellent, another thing to add to fix.

My life wasn't the best but it was a decent one. Mother Miranda was nice to take me in as one of her own. Gave me my three murderous daughters whom I loved dearly. And set me in this castle to live the rest of my days with them, along with the generous amount of maidens she gave me. Whom I killed after for my signature bottled wine Virginis Sangris. I finally hear my maiden calling again, she kneels down to me and starts to push away the stones. " What is you're name girl." I asked her as she strained against the larger pieces of rubble. "It's Kaylee." The maid tells me.." Kaylee, Hm, you were a valued maiden." I say in a sigh as I grab her bit her neck and drink her dry. She lets out a pained cry as her life if slipping away as I feed on her. Kaylee goes limp and I gently push her away.

Sadly, I could have used her for my other needs but with my mutation I didn't need the rest nor did I need to be nursed back to health....I shove the rubble away as if it was nothing, and of course it was. I finally sit up and look to see what my last maiden brought me. It appears to be everything I needed...apparel, make up, a piping hot dish and a bottle of my wine. As to why she brought those up I have no Idea I could have eaten it downstairs. I suppose it was sweet the way she brought up here... I take a minute to get to my feet and finally stand...I look down at myself and curse at the condition I'm in..

' A lady should never look a mess.'

I could hear mother miranda tell me when she found me... I shake the thought out of my head. That bitch would always take my things and I could never question her about it because I knew I could die on the spot. Mother Miranda's was all powerful; of course until now...I stand too my feet and stepover too the cart of supplies. I pluck the bottle and pop the cork. I drink straight from the bottle.

" Fuck being proper for a minute I needed this now."

I chug down the bottle hungerly letting the red liquid run down my neck and where ever it may fall across my skin. Once the bottle was empty I tossed it aside followed with a deep sigh of fulfillment. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. I lean down lower to pick up my new under garments, I step into them and put on my ivory dress and black 10-inch radial floppy hat. I fix my make up as I sit on the sturdy pew after years of fighting the elements I pull my stockings over my knees and clip them to my garter belt. I take my heels and put them on. Lastly, I put on my white ivory dress.. I get to my feet and take the cart with me back into my home.