lunatic

chapter 1

I stare at myself in my mother's mirror. my bleached skin is layered with colour, purple colours. My eyes are a crystal blue color, like my father, but with the makeup the makeup they seem lighter, like you could see straight into my soul. But you can't. I know that too well. I laugh at my appearance. I look threatening, just like I wanted. Just like i need. The shades of purple vary from light to dark. A light colour on cheeks, making them look sweetly dark. My long bleach white hair, like my mother, is dyed at the ends. Unlike my mothers my hair is long and naturally wavy. The ends are a pastel colour like my mothers. My hair isn't a pink or blue or even green, it's purple. My colour. My dads is known for green and sometimes purple, depends on who you ask. My mother is red and black and pink and blue. Depends who she's dressing for I guess. I laugh a little more at myself and get up. I flip my hair to the side and walk out of my mother's room.

"Luna! Get your ass down here!" daddy said from down stairs. I run from the top to the bottom. Almost falling on my face at the speed I ran down at. Mum holds back a laugh and dad just looks disappointed. I hate making daddy disappointed.

"Yes daddy?" I question, meeting his eyes. His eyes, That have now changed from disappoint to calm. He looks at mum and back at me.

"Me and your mother have had a long conversation" daddy starts but mummy cuts in.

"I'm sorry, what? We?... you!" she says shaking her head. He nods slowly turning back to me.

"Right. I have had a long talk with myself" dad says looking back at mum for help. He does that. He needs her more than he would like to admit. If she wasn't here I don't think he would be. She stands up and moves over to her husband and holds him by the arm, resting her head on his arm.

"Dearest, my sweetest, daddy has decided that you need to go to school. We both think it's unhealthy for you to be sitting around doing nothing with all of your time. I don't agree with the school thing but if we don't start seeing you soon, someone might take you away, and you don't want that do you?" she says, trying to turn this back on myself. How could they? Sending me to school. They know Gotham city hates me. They know they will take me away any chance they get. I can't go to school. I won't survive the first week! I started shaking my head and running up the stairs. Both of my backing stabbing parents chase me, they are on my heels. Making sure I can't get to my room. I've just gotten there without then getting me but they are still faster than me. Dad throws me over his shoulder and start walking down stairs with me. Mum leading the way. I start thrashing around on my dad's shoulder, punching and trying to kick him.

"You can't do this to me. You can't send me there daddy! Mummy! Please. They will take me away if I go. They will see I'm different. Please!" I whine. I really don't want to go to school. I don't even think daddy went to school. I don't really know though. I know mum did.

"Princess, please calm down. Your going to school. We have found a school wear you can wear the clothes you want. And a school that lets you pick what you want to do. You will be starting next week regardless" daddy explains while setting me down on the couch. I'm so annoyed with them. I can't believe this. It's not even what the school or others will do to me. It's what it will do to me. I've been fairly good not copying my parents mental illnesses. I only have a few. But they school will drive me pass being insane.

"Daddy, please." I say with a tear rolling down my face. He has to look away. He can't handle seeing the princess of Gotham crying. Nor the queen. My mother early cries though. And my father never cries. I have cried a few times in my life. I've cried when I thought my daddy died, and my mother. I cried when I got kidnapped and torched but other then that. I don't cry. That single tear rolling down my cheek will be the only one. It's pathetic to cry, and over school? I'm a fool!

"No Luna, your going!" daddy yells and walks out of the room. Mum runs after him and I sit there. Feeling the void consume me. Taking me into one of my state. I know that I'm in it but i can't wake up out of it. I feel my body start going limp and my heart rate picking up. Please no my vision goes black but lights back up in a few small moments.

I feel something over my mouth. I try taking it off but my hands are tied. I try looking to see what's got me tied but I'm strapped to the table. The same table. I try getting out of the restraints. I feel a hand slowly start making its way up my bare legs. I then notice for the first time I'm only in my underwear. Where are my clothes? Why am I here? The hand slowly come to a stop of my belly. I try moving to get rid of it but it doesn't budge.

"Stop moving darling girl" a deep husky voice says. I feel the tears forming in my eyes not because I'm upset, not because I'm scared because I'm so useless. I can't stop them. It. I know how it is. Robins child, Lucus. His head comes into view and I feel the pain in my face show. I try screaming for help, moving from his grip. But i can't do anything. Lucus head bends down and my body completely freezes. I don't know what he's doing. He brings her lips my ear. He bites gently down on my ear and i try moving but my body doesn't move with me. He whispers in my ear;

"Your mine Luna, your my queen. Whether you want it or not. Your going to be just like me" he says and stands up straight again. He laughs a sick laugh. Something that would shock you, you would question whether it belonged to him, if you ever got to meet him. Me grabs two stick looking things and moves down my body. He pressed the cold objects to the skin of my high leg. Just under my region.

"If I can't have you. I will make sure nobody will want to look at you. To bad you are so pretty" he says giving my leg a slight kiss before pressing a button and now I scream. The pains so much I black out.

My visions dark for a few moments again and when I finally come back to terms with reality, I'm laying in my mother's arms with my dad rubbing my hair.

"Princess, I'm so sorry. You don't have to worry, he's in Arkham Asylum. He can't get out either. Trust me" my mother reassures me. I get up and roll my eyes.

"I'm fine." I say walking to the kitchen grabbing an apple and heading back up stairs, back to my room.

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this will be one of the few notes I will leave. all the chapters will be small. some might be longer. also I'm going to try and post once a week. I hope you enjoy the book