His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 55

As Niklaus paced back and forth, he went deep in thought. What am I looking for? As usual she's either cryptic or blunt. It can't be that. Surely it isn't. Hope would have told me if it was. After all, she was and still is the more comfortable one in this rel-union. He questioned as he sat on the same couch Helena previously sat in. He began reflect on the past. It wasn't always that bad. He mentally reminisced as he remembered some of the pleasant talks in the cellar and when Esther did let Helena out to do chores. That is before she disfigured her. Then Helena was nowhere to be seen except for the late nights down in the cellar.

No...I take that back, it was dreadful. He sighed. He didn't even know where to begin. He didn't know what the point of all this was. Would he ever tell Hope any of this? Probably not. Hope was understanding and empathetic, but this is something no one could understand except the people involved. Would she even be able to look at him the same way? Hope knew he had many demons. She also knew what he was capable of. But none of them can compare to the nightmare that Esther created. To the nightmare he participated in. To the nightmare he was responsible for if he wasn't so stubborn and rebellious and just did what Esther wanted him to do. Most of Helena's disfigurement was his fault. How could he tell Hope he not only raped a girl but was the cause of her deformity? It was a pill no one would be able to swallow.

Enough of the self-pity. I need to focus. Niklaus grunted as he bit his nails. Then it hit him. April 28th. His 18th birthday. Unbeknownst to him, Helena watched from afar as she kept herself cloaked. She chanted a spell which rendered him unconscious.

So you figured it out huh? It was obvious. But how much do you really remember? Helena probed as she finished the enchantment and disappeared.

*10th Century, one Sunday night, April 28th. This April is set 2 years after.

"As you know...today is my son's birthdate. As such....I will let him decide what he wants to do today. However, nothing is not an option." Esther grinned as she looked down at a sickly and nude Helena. "You should be glad I do not permit clothes anymore or you'd still be covered in filth. This is easier. You can clean up faster. I won't let my son catch a disease." She mocked as Esther stood in front of her. "How are your fingers doing? Hold them up. I want to see your knees as well."

Helena did as told and weakly held the palm of her hands up and slightly extended her knees as she groaned in pain. The joints on her kneecaps were shattered due to the knee splitter torture device Esther used on her a few months back as punishment, no doubt due to Niklaus. It made it hard for her to move so she didn't move much except for when Niklaus raped he. But even then she didn't move much. She felt like she was in an almost vegetable state during those moments.

"Ah. It does not look too concerning. I'm sure you are still able to be resourceful." Esther mocked as she sat on a wooden stool. "Now we will wait. He will be down shortly."

"Esther...I-I have something....something to tell you. You will want to hear this." Helena sternly but softly spoke up as she looked down at the ground.

"Have you forgotten who I am? You will address me as ma'am. Nothing you say is of any interest to me unless Niklaus has been acting up." Esther waved off.

"Your son has been knotting me! And do not say I am making this up. You had him with a werewolf. You know how painful it is." Helena winced as she continued, "which only means that I am to be pregnant soon. If you know what is best you will stop him from mating with me or you might have another bastard child to deal with. His wolf knows I am pregnant." She asserted. Helena knew this wrong. She knew she shouldn't tell Esther. Esther was a monster. Who knew what she'd do? But she had to take her chances. She thought she'd been through it all, but who knew the worst kind of torture came so naturally.