Standing slowly, I kept a never ending gaze at the glistening metal walls surrounding me while sweeping my slender fingers slightly across the floor. So, icy to the touch, so fragile feeling, yet so strong. Eyes danced mockingly to the right of me, I turned to cock an eyebrow almost evilly knowingly but with a tinge of pure innocence sweetened with curiosity. I felt like a curious cat caught in a cramped cage, not ever being moved but only observed. I stretched at those observing me, he was watching every single move I made… Smiling almost pridefully at his confounding concoction… He was the very master in this world… This miniscule prison that kept me locked here, never allowed to venture into the tremendous outside world that awaited me. The world that grabbed my mind by its fingers, telling me to venture outside…
What did he have in store for me? The thought was a regular wonder to me. I didn’t understand these walls… He wanted me to feel unimportant; it was my awareness that taught me this. I no longer waited to be observed, I observed too. His goal was to cage me like a bird, because he knew… He knew that I am a threat. My well being fueled his followers… Little did they know, he created me… I was his possession, his toy, his being… But the most horrid truth is that what I was- was his very own flesh and blood… His daughter, yet, he looked at me with no acknowledgement of this what so ever. Bred in darkness, I let my mind wonder free of images that danced in my head to fuel what was happening. I never had to be taught things, because I was like a god-like being sent to Earth (as stated in his own words).
As a child, I was told by Daddy that people came to swoon over of my overflowing amount of beauty as a child, and he used this excuse to his advantage to lock me up. Daddy claimed that it was what was for the best, so that my siblings and mother could live happily without a single worry. All the while, I worried and fretted if I would ever be granted the ability to see them ever. I had never met mother, she was only an image in my mind… I only ever heard of her, when daddy said that… It was programmed into me of what a mother was. They did this to me, so that I wouldn’t long for her. I want to know, what a mother is by the affection of love… What will she give to me? Does she know even know about me? Will I ever be able to hear my name be called from the soft pink lips of my own mother?
Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted as the lights blacked out… And everything was gone. I knew it was time… To feed in the darkness, so, I did without hesitation or a thought of rebellion.
**POV: Alexander***
“Look at the beauty of it!” a man chimed in so delightfully next to me. Suddenly, the overly obese man wept happily in pure bliss as he watched her. Only standing nonchalantly, I watched the… girl. So, this girl is a goddess? A goddess, they say, sent from the heavens? I watched her every move… She just seemed drugged and confused to me, only made out to be something she wasn’t. What was so beautiful about her? She only looked like a dollar sign for the man who caged her. I would never understand the infatuation that the world blissfully revolved around her. Everything these days had her name advertised or spoken about somewhere. It was almost as if she was a small town celebrity, except for, she was a worldwide pandemic spread from person to person.
Bricen Macht was easy to describe… Ambitious, greedy, and powerful… He only looked to better powering a revolution of blind fools. While masses saw him as a God, I only saw him, along with very little of others, saw him as the Anti-Christ… I couldn’t see this pure bliss that he led people in as nothing but corruption of the greater evils of the world. I saw truth…
Bricen Macht only looked to his followers, “selflessly” smiled and told them that he did nothing, but was a follower of the creature that many visited to watch. And boy it was rare when we did see the man…
My thoughts were quickly interrupted by a loud booming voice that was similar to a ringmaster’s at the circus.“The Goddess Karishma, will now feast to show you how loyal of followers you have been, she will gladly accept your burdens and kill them for you. She will consume the evils, sins, and anything blockading you or denying you happiness. She loves you.” The enticed man who stood at the podium gestured to the girl that was seen from the window; I watched curiously… I had never visited the temple of Karishma, this was a first…
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The White One
ParanormalA young adult paranormal romance <3 Kaethe is just a girl, or atleast that's what she likes to tell herself. She is a genetically mutated little girl who is actually half wolf (AKA werewolf). She dreams every day of living a normal life with her mom...