Canvas Of Insanity

Useless Pawns

Scellica rushed doen the servants' quarters as if she were a frightened mouse. Her heart hammered in her chest and perspiration coated her brow. Her blonde curls clung to her face and neck. She slammed shut the door to her bedchamber as soon as she was inside. Frantic, she stuffed what she could inside her dress pockets and grabbed her coat.

  This is it,she thought dreadfully. She messed up. And now,he was coming.

You...You damn idiot! She chastised herself. Before she could turn to escape through the door, the door burst into a million splinters.

  She stood there and watched in utter horror. "We had a contract,Scellica."  Laharl stepped through the doorway. His lilac hair  hung perectly over amber eyes. As he straightened to his full height of 6"2',she began to shake."Is it not a tad too late to be scared?"  He approached her slowly. Scellica's heart twisted with fear as a sob escaped her lips. She clutched at her uniform nervously." I - I'm  truly s-s-sorry sir..." She fought to stay under control as she avoided eye contact by all means.

  "Look at me,Scellica. Look at me." His tone was threatening and his muscular chest fell and rose at a quickened pace. She shook her head,daring to defy him and kept her gaze locked on the ground. Her eyes widened in shock as he lifted her to eye level by her neck. She squirmed and choked out muffled sobs, helplessly clawing at his hand. His grip tightened and she began choking, gasping for breath. "This was the first as well as the last time you will ever dare defy me." He forcefully slammed her into the ground.

  A series of shrieks,cries and hopeless begging followed the dull thud of her body as he ripped her limb from bloody limb.