Mortuus.Tragoedia

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Elise Rose (Elise)

Fancy dresses, world-class food, loyal and obedient servants, unmatched beauty, handsome suitors; these are only a few of the many blessings someone born in a wealthy family can have. I have my father to thank for that. He's a great mayor whose only concern is the stability of the city of Bane, our home. Bane is a very prosperous city, thanks to my father. He always gave me anything that I wanted, may it be robots or the most expensive make-up. And very soon will be the most important event in my life, my coming of age ceremony! I'm sure my father is also very excited for it. In fact, I'm now on my way to buy my dress for that day with my favorite maid, Ella. She's a very diligent maid who took care of me ever since I was born. She's getting quite old now, but she still looks young. She's not just any maid, she can also act as my bodyguard. She's well-versed in martial arts, and so am I, she's my trainer. She was also the one who taught me how to use a gun. Oh and before I forget, she's a cyborg. Most of her body parts are that of a machine but no one can tell since she's still covered in skin to make her look human. She's currently driving us on our way to Le Ruban de la Reine, my favorite boutique where only people like me can shop. Ahhhh, the night sky is beautiful, just like me! And just like the car we're riding right now, a black Lamvhorjinee Vineno! Oh just look at everyone we're passing through, getting awed by the presence of an affluent being such as me. Ella suddenly looks at me with her usual smile. "Elise, Milady, we're almost running out of gas, shall we head to the nearest gas station first?" she says vigorously. I nod and say "Sure, my dear Ella." She quickly stops by the nearest gas station. Oh god, good timing, I need to urinate. But oh my, comfort rooms in gas stations stink and they're ugly. I feel like I'm going to get sick just by thinking about it. But it's going to blast anytime soon, I have no other choice.

"Ella? I'll just go to the comfort room." I tell her as I quickly run off. Oh good lord! It stinks. It's so dirty! How can people even go inside here? I'm going to do this fast before I reek of this smell. I grab some tissues to cover my hand so I won't touch anything directly. I squat just above the urinal so my legs don't directly touch it. *flush* I stand up, walk, and go through the exit. On my way back to Ella, coming before me is a small figure. My, it's a boy... and as he comes near I get to see what he is clearer. Dirty, ragged clothes. A beggar? In this city? He stops in front of me. "Miss..." he says in a very somber tone. "You look rich." I quickly step back in disgust. "W-what do you want, little boy? You want money?" I say, stuttering. "W-why, I am indeed rich but I'm sorry, I-I'm in a hurry." I run off, disgusted, back to Ella.

"Milady, what took you so long? Let's hurry, it's getting late." Says Ella.
"A filthy beggar!! I thought we don't have them in this city, my father's supposed to have already helped them all!" I reply.
"My, maybe this beggar is from another place."
"Ah, forget it. Thank God he didn't run after me. Let's go, Ella."

We continue to drive towards Le Ruban de la Reine. I feel a little defiled just by being in front of such a filthy little creep. Eek! When I get home I'll take my night shower immediately. I hope that never happens to me again, I pray to my one and only God. My family's quite a religious one, and that's one of the reasons of our wealth. We believe and love our God! Those puny little beggars, I bet their parents are followers of the devil! That's why they're so poor. Hmp, I must report this to father, the likes of them are not welcome in this prosperous city, in OUR city. Oh my, something just entered my head that will surely make me forget that filthy bastard. MY SUITOR! Oh I'm so excited to see him again. He's hot, fashionable, kind, charming, humble, every girl's dream guy! Just thinking about his abs sends me to heaven! I know, I need to charm him with what I'll wear on my coming of age ceremony! I need it to be revealing, seducing! I can only think of how my get-up will attract his inner desires! Oh God!