Fallen

Chapter Twelve

   White Daisies ~ The white petals of daisies signify loyal love, purity, beauty, innocence, patience, and simplicity

Darkness.

That was all that I saw.

I felt like, I was floating in water.

I tried to move my body, but it felt like someone had restrained me somehow.

I tried to yell, to scream, but no voice came out.

Then finally, light appeared in my room of darkness. There was a big screen, and from there, I could see everything that was happening around my body, except, I couldn't move.

But someone did for me.

It was like, watching someone's life in their eyes, except I knew whose life it was; my own.

The scar-faced guard went to unlock my cell door, not before taking one last look of me; in his eyes, I looked so pitiful. My own blood stained my wings. My face was stained by my tears with a grim look on my face.

He laughed at my state, but his laughing quickly stopped once I -over whoever was controlling me- glared back up at him.

My eyes had changed color -I could see this from the reflection of his shiny armor chest plate- it was now a golden orange while my hair went from blond to brindle.

The guards blood turned cold...

He recognized those eyes anywhere....

A demon's eyes.

The guard froze in fear, along with his partner. But the only difference was that the timid guard was on the other side of the cell, while the scar-faced guard was stuck inside with...me?

He froze in fear, now noticing the my once golen blood had turned into a deep red color.

'Other' me glared up at the scar-faced guard, a wicked smile plastered onto my tear-stained face," WhAt'S wRoNg? ScArEd?" I ask, my voice sounding abnormally deep. I stood up, tearing the nails off the wall and out of my wings. But instead of bleeding more, my wings revived themselves.

The scar-faced guard stumbled back, pressing himself against the cell bars," O-Open the cell door, now!" he demanded, staring at me in fear," Please don't hurt me!"

" 'PlEaSe DoN't HuRt Me!'" Other me mimicked before chuckling to myself," SoUnD FaMiLiAr?"

" I-I beg of you...please!" he begged.

I let out a horrid laugh before smirking at the guard," AfTeR wHaT yOu DiD tO mE..? yOu PuT mE tHrOuGh HeLl FoR yOuR OwN aMuSeMeNt." Other me states, walking closer to the guard step by step," WhY sHoUlD I?"

Before 'Other' me could get my hands on Mister Scar-Face, his timid partner was finally able to open my cell door with shaky hands. He immediately bolted out of my cell, slamming the door behind him. He took in several deep breaths before laughing to himself, looking at me with a smirk," Can't get me-"

I grabbed Mister Scar-Face's armored chest plate, pulling him against the the metal bars of my cells," YoU aRe LuCkY tHaT tHeSe BaRs ArE sEpArAtInG uS, bEcAuSe If ThEy WeReN't...YoU'd Be DeAd In A sEcOnD..." I threatened, my eyes burning with rage.

The scar-faced guard squeezed his eyes shut in fear, his body trembling. Other me remained still, holding the guard in a death grip. But slowly, I regained control of my body. I dropped the guard onto the floor, my features turning back to normal. I fell back from the bars, landing on the floor as tears escaped my eyes," I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to-" I began to sob.

Yes, he hurt me, and treated my like no angel should be treated. But hurting someone because they conflicted pain to me, just proves that I am no better than them.

The timid guard helped his partner up and off the floor, fear in both of their eyes," W-We should go..." The timid guard stuttered, pulling on his partner's arm. The scar-faced guard stared at me for a moment as I sobbed into my hands, the look of confused swimming in his eyes. He finally turned his back to me and walked off.

" Jasmine? Jasmine, are you alright? Please talk to me..." I heard Jamie beg from his cell as I laid on the ground crying," I know that wasn't you, but please...speak to me. Say anything!"

" I-It wasn't me..." I mumbled, sniffling as I raised my head to meet Jamie's worried gaze," I-I swear...t-that wasn't me..."

He smiles weakly and nods his head in agreement," Y-Yeah...I believe you. But, if I may ask, do you even know how it happened?"

I shook my head," N-No...but I have a s-small theory..." I reply, sitting up on the damp floor. I leaned my back against the wall, rubbing small circles around my stomach," Y-You see. When a child is born of t-two parents from different magical b-backgrounds, the offspring is a mix a both. A-And in turn, the mother of the child possesses the other's power until she gives birth."

" Well what does that have to do with-" Jamie gasped when the pieces in his mind suddenly clicked," Oh lord...you're...pregnant..?"

I nod my head, smiling down at my stomach," Yeah..."

" Oh my..." he slaps his hand over his head," That's...amazing!"

I laugh, a few tears escaping my eyes," I'm glad someone is."

" Do they know?"

" No..."

" Well you're not eating enough!" Jamie exclaims, looking at my small tray of food," That can't be healthy for the baby..."

I shake my head, dragging the tray to my feet and nibbling on the loaf of bread," It's fine. I won't be long here anyways..." I say, a pit growing within my chest at the thought of tomorrow; my trial. I knew it was happening tomorrow. I could feel it.

" Please, at least take some of mine...or at least what is left." Jamie states, sliding the leftovers of his tray over to my cell," I'm...not that hungry."

" Liar." I smirk, pulling the tray beside my own," But...thank you. I really appreciate it."

" Anything for you Jasmine." Jamie smiles before letting out a yawn, stretching his arms above his head," Man! I don't know about you, but I'm tired."

My laugh echoes through the cell as I continued to eat," I'm gonna take a nap, and I suggest you do too after you finish eating." Jamie states as he lies down on the floor.

" Yes mom~"

" Shut up and eat you bread."