Ch. 1 Saved or doomed?

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Slight trigger warning. Triggering situations implied but not described. 

The flashing lights of cameras, reporters going crazy trying to get the scoop out first, voices yelling questions and insults all at once. Everyone wants to be the first to get the 'monster' to answer first. No one cares that this so called 'monster' is hurt and scared. I duck my head as the police lead me up the stairs to the courthouse. Trying my best to hide my tears from the press, who will just slander it anyway.

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to escape from the reality of the words and items thrown at me. How'd this even happen? I thought self defense was supposed to be ok... I don't even fully know what I did...

I was being attacked once again by guys who have bullied me for years. No one ever cared, I was just 'that orphan' to them. This time they went to far and my clothes started being torn off. I grasped a piece of broken glass when I was trying to look for something to help me. Next thing I know I was standing above them covered in blood.

All the community cares about are those couple of rich boys. Not the girl who is covered in cuts and bruises. No one cares that there's plenty of proof of what they were doing. All they want is me put away just like that man who took my family away from me.

I look around when the officer pushes me into a seat. I hadn't even realized that we had made it to the courtroom. It feels like eternity as I watch the trial take place. The people and the words are a blur to me. People saying I'm guilty and I should rot or fry.

Well yeah I'm guilty, I did kill them. I was covered in their blood. But those pricks deserved it. Who knows how many other girls they terrorized or did what they tried to do to me to. Now they can't beat or hurt anyone.

Suddenly a new voice catches me off guard, especially with what's being said. "You are all so quick to throw her life away, but you aren't even going about this correctly. False witness testimonies, and aren't even showing the actual evidence. Hmmm, seems like this case is about to be shut down by higher ups if you ask me."

I look at the woman standing now in front of the judges podium. Long dark pink hair pinned up in the back, a red military-esque outfit, and a whip in hand. She honestly looks pretty but intimidating. The judge looks at her in fear, but apparently the prosecutor isn't privy to who she is.

"Who the hell are you?!" He demands, clearly unhappy with her interruption.

Without a warning a loud crack echoes through the courtroom, from her whip across his face leaving a gash. "No one told you to speak! Now I suggest you sit down and let the grownups talk." Her voice holds power and authority like raging thunder.

She looks back at the judge as the prosecutor sits down holding a cloth to his hurt cheek. "This whole case is a load of horse shit and you know it. Why haven't you shown the real evidence?"

The judge looks at her in concern, as if trying to figure out what to say so he doesn't gain her wrath. "I-I'm not sure I know what you're talking about. I've shown the evidence I was provided."

She snaps her fingers and a young man rolls a tv up to face the entirety of the courtroom. She pulls out a remote and turns it on. A video begins playing, a video of the attack. It shows in great detail the events of a few nights ago. I watch in pure shock as I snap and kill the boys before they could do anymore to me, but I didn't just kill them, I butchered them.

When the video ends several people in the crowd gasp. Finally realizing what I've been saying the entire time is true. She clears her throat as she turns to face the crowd again, "as you can see, she truly did not commit man slaughter without a reason. She did it in self defense."

"I thought that was destroyed!" The prosecutor booms to someone beside him, who cowers in fear.

She puts the back of her hand to her mouth as she laughs, "Oh silly man, you see I always get all the evidence of any murder sent to me. Regardless of whom tries to destroy it. But you see, I can waltz in and take anyone I want. I didn't need to show this, I just wanted to is all."

I get the feeling that she is of a higher standing then anyone in this room, especially seeing the judge at such a loss of what to do since she arrived. Clearly this is no longer his case.

She smiles sweetly at the courtroom, but the smile holds a lot of venom behind it. Almost as if threatening any who oppose her, "Since you all know the truth now, I would appreciate it if you no longer slander my ward. Unless you want me angry."

"You think we will just let you waltz in here, disrupt a court session, and take the defendant?" The prosecutor once again demands storming up to her. "That is preposterous!"

Her smile grows wicked as she wraps her whip around his throat and forces him to the ground with her boot to his back, "listen here maggot, I run a top notch government facility. I spread fear to the crazies and killers who are at my facility. Do you honestly think you stand a chance?"

"W-Who are you?" He barely gasps out from the pressure on his throat. His hands trying to pull it off.

"Warden Jezebel Foxglove," she purrs out before releasing him and kicking him completely down to the floor.

The whole courtroom goes silent and the prosecutor scurries away from her in terror. I stare at this woman who came to my defense. It seems she has well known reputation, and I won't lie she is pretty intense.

She looks at me and smiles while sending me a wink. I nod my head in turn, even though I'm not going to prison now I can't bare to smile. I have no idea what's in store for me with this woman, it could be worse for all I know.



First chapter to this. I really hope you guys enjoy this 💖💖 I'm going to do my best at this and still work on Deadly Devotion.

I want to thank two readers
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Thank you both dearly for supporting the idea of this story and for giving me the courage to actually write it. I've been playing with the idea for months now but never actually took the initiative to actually write it. So thank you both so much for actually being here for me!!
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Please let me know what you think 💖
Oh and I wonder how are y'all are going to react to the love triangle, and who you will ship Cinder with the most 👀😏😜

I need to actually take the initiative to put stories I have typed elsewhere on here. But ehhhhh XD

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