Perceive

Flashbacks

Ah, the sweet smell of death and sex and sweat. Nothing can ever compare.
Bastards.
They were bastard coated people with assholishness for a filling. Okay, Cass control!
My self monologue was the only way I could cope with those brainwashing assholes. My cover was simple. I had seen the world outside and I was tired of being a poor loser. It was true. But they didn't need to know that now did they. The thought of having to meet Alex and actually flirt with him, was making my skin crawl. I wanted to so badly, sock him one more time, this time a junk punch, so no more of those head cases could be made. Which is when I remembered the Cianti fertility clinics. Clever ruse, I always thought. They could store up the Cianti juice,and in case no legal heirs would be forthcoming, they'd just target the most vulnerable, and adopt those kids. More brainwashing material.
Sick fucks.
But enough on that because my flashbacks were coming back full swing. Wow, the amount of therapy I was going to need after this mess was over. Wasn't going to go for any of it. But it was a distracting thought.
I didn't realize when we had reached the sixth floor. The Ciantis had a very strict one ruler policy. Either, the predecessor would die, or would be at home, as in he would only be at home. No public appearances, not even bymistake. So when I saw George and Alex Cianti sitting together and twiddling their thumbs impatiently, I almost blew my own cover trying to pounce at them. It was then that I remembered the training Adri had given me on deep breathing exercises. Count backwards from 10000, by the time I'd reached 9000 I could separate myself from the problem and think straight.
I love that man!
It was easy now, to keep my head, and my poker face. They couldn't so much as suspect me now, or the war would be premature and I would lose. This enemy was too big for me. Even the last time, I had barely escaped and it took me over five years of meticulous planning. And yet I left with scars.
George Cianti looked at me, like really took a long hard look before he asked," So the prodigal assassin returns. Where were you all this time.   We missed you. The thought of you killing, and coming home to moaning and writhing, between us, although, separately, hmm...I could hardly contain myself..."
Okay. Cringe worthy...
Alex finally turned to face me. I could see what I had done. I'd destroyed him. And this way, due to this amount of nerve damage, he would never be able to have a normal face. He would always look like two face from Batman. In that moment, I had never been more proud of myself. I wish I could pat my back and say good one bun!
Controlling that impulse, the went on my knees, and kissed his hand.
Ew!!!!
I was going to need a hot shower after every encounter. I had been in contact with these scumbags for long enough to know people who knew people who would give me injectable sedatives as well as tablets. I had the packets stictched into my sleeves. I loved the good old sutures. So reliable.
My first test would be to stomach Alex having sex with me. And right after Cianti senior would come in. I wouldn't have a chance to get up and clothe myself in between the two. He would want to see his son's handiwork ofcourse.
Rotten shithead.
I was taken away to the basement chambers. As soon as I was left alone I began to conceal bugs all over the room. An old lady came over to me soon enough, and tried to do some make up on me. Instantly feeling disgusted, I wanted to tell her to back off, but she pulled me closer, and said," I know what you want to do here, girly, I was you once upon a time. They never could touch me, but what they did was worse. They raped every single member of my family in front of me and slit their throats. They're not human, child of magic.
Wait, what the hell, is she delusional??
"What are you saying, ma'am? What's Child of Magic?"
Suddenly she stiffened, she looked me straight in the eye and said," Child of Magic, governed by reason, broaden your mind, seek your power from within. Remember, Child, you were chosen for a reason. Do not close your mind. You were right all along. And you will be right for all time!"
And she promptly went ahead and fainted. Oh, I suddenly remembered this woman. She was Gia's nanny. She would make us do crazy things sometimes. For the life of me I couldn't remember her name. Was it, Carmen, Carla, oh yeah Tia Carla. She taught us Spanish, so we'd have a code to speak in.
I rushed to her side," Tia, Tia despierta, Tia!!! Por favor, despierta!!"( Wake up Aunt, please wake up)
She began to slowly open her eyes and see me clearly.
"Tia?¿està bien?"( Aunt Carla, are you okay now)
"Cassie?...oh donde estabas? Estaba muy preocupado! Siempre estuve muy seguro de que no dejarìas a Gia..."( Cassie where were you? I was so worried! I knew you wouldn't let Gia die...)
Oh good old Tia...she was a perceptive old lady. Also, she was the only one, who could see right through me and Gia. The only reason we could leave her here in this hell hole was that she old then and ancient now so the only thing she could do atleast according to them, was take care of the girls, have them up and running for any amount of rounds.
Like I said repeatedly, Sick Fucks!
What was child of magic anyway?
"Tia, ¿Qué es hijo de magia?"
(Aunty, what is child of magic?)
But before she could answer, I could see Alex and his faithful posse walking towards our room. He would keep the doors and windows open, he had to humiliate me to show me my place. I wouldn't risk losing the old lady. She was the only hope me and Gigi would have sometimes.
Also, I would bleed those bastards dry, before they could so much as look at me without consent, much less touch me.