The Third Queen

Broken Sanity, A Revelation

5 years had passed since Leia's confident and rape. 5 long and torturous years and Leia had now become nothing but a shell. A doll in fact. Someone that could be manipulated by a puppeteer who relished in her empty eyes. Eyes like mirrors which once reflected the burning fire within her. Now they were nothing but hollow, without a single sliver of hope. Or life for that matter. She now was of no danger and per Diva's orders Leia was allowed to leave her small cell. To weak to even stand Leia was carefully caught by Solomon who peered towards her lifeless eyes with so much sorrow it hurt him to gaze upon her. She was no longer the strong woman who's strength and will rivaled that of any woman. No of any Queen Solomon had ever seen. Now she was nothing. Lifeless. A toy that Diva loved to play with and mold. It was then that Solomon began to doubt his love and dedication to Diva. Was she truly the right Queen to follow? Or had he always been thus cynical? Was he evil like Diva? Was this his true nature? To enjoy the pain and suffering of others? Or was there something more to him? Something almost human? Something that the broken form of Leia seemed to bring out in him despite her current situation.

Carefully Solomon placed Leia into a grey wheelchair,before pushing her out into the bright sunlight. Light that had become foreign to Leia's clammy skin. Her dull pupils now glued to the brilliant sunlight above. Allowing it's strong and vibrant rays to devour her. Leia was gently wheeled across the lush gardens of Diva's fellow Chevalier Nathan's estate. The place was serene. Birds chirping in the nearby distance all the hike the while a lush garden seemed to wrap around  the two story house. And in front of the house was a fairly large gazebo. Which Leia was placed in front of. Her dull gaze turned towards the many blooming blue roses around her. Yet in this lush gardens was none other than Diva herself,who effortlessly twirled around in her dress. Releasing her airy singing voice into the air. Dedicating her sweet melody to her current obsession. Her children.

Thanks to her rape of the young Rikku,Diva had conceived two children. Future Queen's who would rule this new world she was so desperate to create for them. A world where they would fully be accepted as the higher beings they truly were. Delicately Diva ran her fingertips across the cocoon like containers her children now slept in. Awaiting the day they would finally see their mothers eyes and walk in this world she had created for them. Diva smiled towards her children before turning her gaze towards the comatose form of Leia. An evident smirk on her face as she casually waltzed over to Leia,running her fingers through her matted hair.

"Do you see them,my beautiful babies?"Diva whispered into her sisters ear hoping to stir something within her. But there was nothing but a blank and empty stare."You know Amshel calls you a failure. A Queen unable to bear heirs to our world is no fit Queen. You are a sham. Something not meant to be brought into this world. If I had it my way-"Diva whispered before sinking her nails into Leia's neck causing her body to lurch back in pain. "I would destroy everything you hold dear sister. But what else is there for me to take from you?"Diva asked before slowly yanking her nails from Leia's body,leaving a thin trail of blood in her wake.

There had to be something,something that Leia held dear so much that could use to her advantage. A new way to torture her and make Diva smile. And that's when Diva remembered. The Red haired boy that Leia had taken an intrest to. The young man whom was held protected by Leia the moment she layed eyes on him. The human who had drove Leia to leave Diva's side. Kai Miyagusku. "I wonder dear sister,what would you do if I killed Kai before your very eyes? Would you scream for him? Try to protect him? Would his death drive you mad?"Diva asked before cackling loudly before twirling around maniacally. "That would truly being a joyous day for me, watching you lose yourself in blood!"Diva declared as she continued to laugh hysterically.

But what she didn't realize was Leia's once dull eyes slowly beginning to retain their lively lavander. The eyes of a predator which began to emit their dangerous glow. Something about Diva's words. Her threat to do Kai harm was enough to snap Leia out of her weakened and comatose state. Slowly she gripped onto the cushion of her armchair until it ripped under her touch. Leia slowly retained her regal posture before lowering her head towards the ground. Hiding her glowing her eyes from sight. Yet she opened her mouth speak,her mouth dry from the lack of blood. And her voice cracking. But she spoke with so much pent of rage it was enough to chill Diva to the bone.

"Then I will dance on your mangled corpse sister!"Leia spat before willing herself to rise to her feet. Diva turned towards her in utter shock before running with inhuman speed towards Diva. Grabbing her by her hair and slamming her into the grass below with great force. Diva gasped in pain as her eyes darted back and fourth in  fear. Since when had Leia held such strength? Weren't they limiting her blood intake? Hadn't they kept her weak and feeble? Where had this strange strength come from? Was it her utter rage towards that drove her? Or was it something else?

"You won't lay a hand on him,because I promise you sister. I will have my revenge for this. Mark my words,for you will rue the day you ever layed eyes on me."Leia spat before swiftly snapping Diva's neck,allowing her body to become limp underneath her. She knew she hadn't the strength to kill Diva now,but this would buy her time to escape. To return to his side. To return to Kai and protect him from Diva's evil intent. Slowly Leia willed herself to walk, leaving the land of her torturers and the dark memories it held.

She was determined to find her way back to Kai. But first she needed food. Years without adequate blood had taken its toll on her. And to be able to protect Kai she had to retrieve this power once again. Which meant drinking the blood of victims. Fresh victims. For her hunger could no longer be forced at bay. She needed to eat. And she needed to eat now.