Author's Note: heyyyy!! I know it's been awhile, just had A LOT happened in life so far, with school, statuses, soical life, relationships, etc. but it won't stop me from making another chapter aha, enjoy :)
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The golden crisp of grass swayed, with soft winds blowing high with smell of fresh spring, following suit of a couple, the man dressed in a white suit, and a women expressive by the way she flowed along by, both laughed and giggled, running in the field, the girl tasting sweet buttery honey from the form of her pinkish lips,
Everything felt real, her toes feeling the soft soil beneath her, although- she was sad, everything yet seem too perfect too many smiles, too many of his smiles, she felt- hopeless her lips dropped, so did her heart, sank deeply beneath her stomach as it was about to burst, still feeling pain gapping, with a hard motivation to even breath, then she realized, something was Wrong.
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Jasmine's POV:
"Something's not right..."
I huffed, staring at the thin smiled, whom more of an stranger than the person of her dreams... Soon her gaze focused on his pale face, with soft blue and red veins that swelled between his flex- but what stood out was his eyes.. her eyebrows furrowed with a soft gasping sigh.
...his eyes..
Nothing was there, just two hollowed peep-holes- as if the darkness consumed his sight but only kept his identity of his delight, she couldn't budge..her feet frozen in time as she only stared into those deep black eyes, her heart raced slowly inch by inch- as questioning in her mind, she panicked.
"..W-where was his eyes?!..."
Soon yet, it was his turn to speak.
"What's the matter deary, don't you wanna play?..."
Tension rose between the two, her eyes water, scared to death she only gave a dry swallow, her mouth shriveled with no words to speak, just a soft cry, biting her cheek the man step closer his voice reaching out once more with a gesture of his stiff hand,
"It's me..Miguel?...Jasmine are you alright?.."
Her head flutter, hearing his voice was enough to let her melt, but this was different, as this wasn't her Miguel, she stepped back more tears forming, but she stopped, feeling a drop run down her cheek, she wiped it, her heart stopped.. her hand was smeared with a fluid substance, that seem to be gooey ink
"W-What the hell?!..."
She croaked as she held her throat, her whimpers increasing more and more as her black tears flowed, smearing her face with a deep impact, her whiten dress ruined from the stains of deep coal black, she huffed becoming more of a struggle to breath, falling to her knees she tried screaming, only worsening the situation, as all he only stared, that thin smile craving into her heart.
"...oh jasmine.."
he coo'ed with another weak smirk, his face soon blurred as she'd lost sight of her surroundings, only hearing long buzzing beeps ring in her ear as she screamed covering her ears, feeling rough forces pushing more on her chest with a blazing strike as she wrestled the pain, before becoming to a stop, her eyes bulge open with stressed blood vessels that popped, her sweaty tears running down her cheeks, as another force remaining her to stay still, she grunted, struggling more and more as she gave weak dry screams and soft wheezing cries for help, her eyes blinded by bright gleaming lights.
"h-hh..."
Feeling the same pain deepen in her chest only erupting more she felt Nauseous, and numb along her strapped body she kept still only closing her eyes with another eruption of her
Soft gasps from the stinging pain, soon her ears rang hearing the strolling of a cart and two distant chats, one male, and a mid-age women, both deeply into focus as hearing a stop
"....!!.."
She jumped feeling sharp pain on her leg she roughly squirmed only being force down, with her wrists tied tightly, she gave another cry and the needle sunk deeply in her flesh, as the voice directed with a hoarse tone,
"..shhh..it's ok, you'll be better soon miss Jasmine, just get some rest...you'll be ready soon."
She'd kept quiet as she swallowed feeling her pain slowly numb away with a burr of her vision, slowly sinking depth into the mind of darkness,
The man stared..his grin sharply rose as he stroked his chin before turning to one of his assistant,
"Once she wakes, make her join the others? She'll most likely bond in, which her kind, who knows what's she capable of in the rear-future..."
he'd softly checked the pin number, carved in her skin with another delighted smile, before walking letting the faint women stroll away on the tied down bed, he nodded Appealed as he turned to the devil himself,
"Well, you sure you want her to fight on your binding? She's just a n-"
Logan: "no no, she's a great catch, and even can become a nasty fighter..indeed."
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Author's Note: thanks for reading and waiting for this!! 😅 I'd promise to create more in the future!!~xoxo always💞
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