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"Stand up straight, girl!"
You bit your lip as something thwacked the back of your helmet. Lowering your head to focus back on the horizon, you straightened your spine to try and make your six year old body an inch or two taller.
Mother shook out her hand aggravatedly, "Such a strange brat. You have the entire world at your feet, yet you choose to look up."
Your lips tightened to a fine line.
"At least you know when to shut up." She sighed as she collapsed back down on her slaves, the sound tinny through her helmet, "Papa told me that children were a nuisance...and I have to say, although I didn't really understand what he said then, I most definitely do now."
Scuffling your feet, you focused on the repetitive lull of the waves against the ship.
She beckoned you forwards with a finger. As soon as you shuffled close enough, her hand clamped onto your shoulder, "That is why we're here, isn't it brat? I don't want another 'Homing-Incident' to further taint our bloodline. And it's clearly evident that you are going to end up just like that fool." She leered down at you, "And we cannot have that now, can we?"
You dipped your head, "No Mother."
"Good." She leered down at you and patted your helmet, "You keep being as polite as that, and you'll make a good wife to Charlos. Coincidentally, he recently got a little sister you can play with. Doesn't that sound fun?"
'No. It's scary.'
You nodded.
She grinned, "You see? Being married won't be that bad. Perhaps it'll teach you to savour our noble blood, and not to fraternize with commoners."
"What's wrong with that..." You tried to smile, "They're not that bad, Mother, once you get to know-"
"Brat...be quiet."
"But Mother, why are we so superior to them anyways? We didn't do anything-"
The slap she gave you sent your head smashing into the walls of your helmet.
"How...How DARE YOU!"
Fingernails scrabbling at the seal around your neck, she tossed the glass helmet off your head.
The corner bashed your chin, and you thought you could taste something icky as you fell backwards.
"We...didn't DO anything?!" She growled, "You deserve to breathe their disgusting air if you truly believe that! We are superior because we exist! WE ARE THEIR GODS! You'd better shut your mouth if you want to get married-"
"B-b-but Mother, I don't wanna-"
Slap!
"YES! YOU! DO!"
A tear ran down your face as her fingernails dug into your arm.
"YOU'RE GOING TO GET MARRIED!"
Slap!
"AND CONTINUE THE BLOODLINE!"
Slap!
"AND REGAIN THE HONOUR!"
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Broken Faith
Fanfiction[F!ReaderxASL] It's hard sometimes to accept who or what you are. That thought came to you when you were only six years old. Because being one of the infamous World Nobles wasn't enough, now you have to live with a robotic arm after the fire that de...
