A/n: This a flashback from when Niña was a child,she's 10 yrs old.
I have travelled for a very long time.
Perhaps hours.
Or
Weeks
I don't know, my back and feet hurts being cramp all day in this tiny box.
I wish I didn't eat much of Momma's lasagna or even wore my favorite dress.
It smells of my piss and dirt now.
I don't want it anymore.
I really want to go home.
Where's Momma?
Poppa?
They say magic is wonderful but
I don't like magic anymore, it's too long and painful.
I hate it.
" Sire, Only twenty-minutes to go and will be arriving at the ritual site, all preparation are complete", a scary mean voice said at the front of the wagon.
"Make sure the Jewels or Sentinels of that damn school doesn't find out about this, tighten the security perimeter and keep an eye at all cost, this shall not fail. We must bring her back", another mean voice responded to the other mean voice.
I gave a small sobbed, everywhere are bad guys and momma and poppa must have left me to this bad guys.
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
They don't love me
But why is it I still love them?
...
Minutes later the wagon pulled to a stop and I felt my box being lifted roughly and thrown in the ground.
I cried aloud as the burning sensation of blazing sulfur hit my skin.
"It hurts!!!! ", I shouted to the men who was walking away from me. Not even batting an eyelash in my direction their black robes swinging wildly as they take hasty steps.
I slowly lifted my self using my arms when finally the burning pain subsided, but without enough strength I failed again and fell to the ground with a thud, sighing I turn to my side and gasp loudly nearly fainting when I saw a little girl by my age lying beside me burned to crisp.
And she was not alone when I lifted my head slightly, I knew then that this was hell.
Children.....
Children everywhere.....
Boys and girls .....
Was hanged to the stone ceilings and walls....
Hundredths....
Thousandths....
Millionths of them....
Charred skin and burned clothes.....
All of them dead.
But I can't even emphathize with them when big black scorching flames, engulfed my body, rabidly burning my flesh and hair.
It burn my dress, my shoes and every inch of my body to the bones.
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The Re:Creator
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