The Third Queen

Dark Experimentation and Trauma

Leia couldn't tell how long it had been since she had been secluded into the cold pit she had come to know as her home. But she could feel her strength dwindling each and every moment. The only way she could keep track of her days of imprisonment was when Solomon Goldsmith would come to her. According to the handsome Chevalier Solomon Goldsmith would always appear before Leia when the sun was high in the sky. And she only knew that because on many occasions he would politely greet her with a simple "Goodmorning". And everyday Solomon would feed her just enough blood for Leia to survive. Sometimes mere droplets to Amshel's delight. Gently Solomon would tilt the small teacup of blood to Leia's dry lips. Watching as she hungrily licked the cup clean of the lifesaving crimson liquid. Her throat burning for more,it wanted more. She needed more. Leia desired more. But she knew she would not have anymore.

They wanted her weak,and vulnerable so that Diva could warp her mind back into the killer she once was. And by each passing day Leia felt a little more of her spirit. Her new personality being chipped away big by bit. And that was exactly what they wanted. They wanted to mold Leia like clay,to create her anew. Into the bloodthirsty vicious Queen who lusted for the blood and pain of others. Leia grunted a the cup was taken away from her lips. She needed more of it. Before she completly lost her sanity. Solomon could already tell their was something within the "Third Queen " had drastically changed.

Everyday he would step into her stone prison to feed her,his light green eyes would gaze upon her. Her once flawless olive skin was dingy due to not bathing and had lost its luminescence. Leia's once long flowing raven hair was badly matted and lost its luster. And her eyes once a lovely and lively lavender had become those of a beast. A savage one of that who desired something more to quench her bottomless appetite. It was no surprise that she was becoming more beast like. After the countless hours of torture she was put through with Diva and Amshel it was likely she was getting close to her breaking point.

And the closer she got to the edge the more Solomon was intrigued. He was intrigued by the fact that her body would still heal after Amshel's horrid experiments on it. Which often ranged from the ripping of her very fingernails,to many surges of electricty rushing through her very body. Burning every capillary it came across. The healing process was slow yes but it worked. But even so she wouldn't give in.

Everyday Diva would come to visit her. Mocking the weakened Queen. Telling her if she'd only give in and return to her side then all of her pain would end. But Leia would never say yes. She would always hiss,and spit at the very ground in front of Diva. Cursing her,screaming that she would never give in. And with every answer displeasing Diva the angrier she became. The more Diva allowed Amshel to have his way with her on more than one occasion. But something had flipped Diva's switch. Something about Leia's normal answer of now gave Diva an idea.

She had a newer and more personal way of destroying the person her dear sister had become. It would now only be physical,but emotional as well. And Diva believed this would be enough to push her over the edge once and for all. "Amshel!"Diva called out as the eldest of her Chevalier appeared in the doorway, bowing his head before his Queen as he took his place by her side. "Yes,my sweet Diva?"Amshel greeted, his goal seeking eyes peering towards the broken Leia. Diva glared towards her sister before casually running her fingers across her dirt covered flesh. Causing Leia to lurch back in disgust.

"Queen's can only be impregnated by Chevalier correct?"Diva asked with a devious smirk,sensing what she had in store Amshel stepped closer to the weakened form of Leia before swiftly removing her dirty rags. Revealing her grimy and nude body for all to see. "That's right my little Diva. "He answered as Leia peered towards the two in pure and utter terror as Diva's final words left her lips. "Then do it. Make babies with my sister. I want to see her broken."Diva commanded as with all her strength Leia struggled against the chains.

Screaming at the top of her lungs before feeling a firey pain between her legs. Leia continued to scream,arching her back as Amshel pushed his entire length into her. Utterly destroying the virtue Leia once held dear. Diva watched in glee as Amshel had his way with Leia forcing his will and pain onto her. Shattering what little will and hope she once had. With tears in her eyes Leia escaped into the confinement of her mind. Choosing to hide herself within the very depths of her mind the best she could. For she believed that's all she could do to save what was left of her.

But what was left? What was left of the "Third Queen?" Broken physically and mentally by her captors and used in cruel experiments against her will? Who remained in the weak empty shell she once called her body? Was it still Leia? Or a monster waiting to resurface? Biding its time and waiting for th3 correct moment to strike? No one knew. Not even Leia herself, for after that horrible day she lost any link to sanity she had. All she was now was a took for Amshel's enjoyment. And there was nothing she could do about it. Nothing at all.