"I am thine to command" {Prince of Tennis fiction}

Chapter 11 [Kirarin's Inner Cacodemon]

Previously...

"Mmm I love it when you make that expression on your face. I wonder what will you be like if I do this!" Another guy yanked her hair downwards, making her yelped in pain. Her face was tilted up to meet the gaze of the perpetrators. The animalistic and predatory gleam in their eyes intimidated her, as though she was a prey, which was caught and had no other way to escape. Kirarin cursed inwardly as she felt fresh hot tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall. 'Damn, this is not the time to be weak!'

Kirarin's scream of agony and desperate cries was fuelling the sadistic passion in the perpetrators as they cornered her, trapping her delicate body to the wall.

Continuation....

"Let go off me, otherwise you would regret it." Kirarin struggled in their grasp, trying to wrench herself from their firm grips.

"Oh? You're the one who's trapped here. What can a mere girl like you do anything to us?" A guy taunted with a condescending smirk as he closed the distance between himself and Kirarin, their bodies mere millimeters from touching.

"You don't know what I'm capable of." Kirarin asserted as she gave him an icy stare, willing herself to be strong, to not breakdown at this crucial moment.

"Look here. Little girl. Don't try to threaten us, it would be well off if you kneel down on your knees and beg for us to release you, otherwise, we would rape you, right here, right now, till you're all broken and torn." A guy gripped Kirarin's jaw tightly to force her to face him, his grey colored eyes raking over her features with a depraved look and his tone laced with menace.

Kirarin was terrorized, but a stronger and more intense emotion whirled in her body and soul.

Kirarin's inner cacodemon awakened after many years of deep sleep. 'What insolence! How dare that clotpole coequal propose such an indecorous conduct for mine royal princess to kneel on the filthy ground? Rape? What atrocity! Only members of the aristocracy hast the privilege to touch Kirarin-sama. That bloody idiot deserved to beest condemned to the gallows, or to beest imprisoned in the castle dungeon.'

A strong gust of icy wind blew past, which rustled Kirarin's golden tresses. The tresses shone a silvery sheen, which glistened in the faint moonlight. Kirarin's blue eye shone brightly, illuminating a dazzling white light which seemed to blind the guys in front of her, especially in the darkened nightfall. The air became colder, as if they were all transported to an alternate dimension, the Black Forest (Schwarzwald) in Germany, where they were trapped in a blizzard, in a secluded mountain range, with the freezing temperature chilling them to their bones, biting into their naked and exposed flesh. Winter, a seasonal symbolism of death, despair, loneliness, and emptiness, bedeviling the sanity of the guys, as their darkest memories spilled out to torment them. A haunting melancholia descended on them, the guilt and despair that they experienced at some point in their lives besieged their minds and souls, as they crumpled on the thick snow while clutching their minds, trying to cease their darkest and hidden secrets from pouring out of their minds. Their faces contorted as they were forced to reminiscence about their miserable and wretched memories. Tears of anguish and pain were streaming down their cheeks, as the bleak and desolate landscape was evocative of their despair and hopelessness.

Kirarin could hear muffled cries and whimpered moans assailing the recesses of her mind.

'Stop! Please stop it! I can't- I can't take any more of this!'

'It's freezing cold... I'm dying... save me...'

A delicate figure materialized in the snowstorm, with ivory skin and shimmering silvery tresses, which blended in naturally with the snowy-white landscape. Feathery ice crystals, displaying delicate six fold symmetry, were swirling around her, encircling around her body in a spiraling pattern, like a whirlwind.

"Mark, impertinent fools, if 't be true thou ever dare fig mine royal princess, by my Christendom, thou would visage thy darkest fear and suffer nev'r ending torture. Thy desires wilt beest crushed and thou wilt sink into the darkest abyss of hell." The luminescent icy blue gaze pierced into the depths of their souls, the tone cold and harsh as she conveyed the thinly veiled threat.

As soon as the words died away, the figure shattered into silvery smithereens, glowing in the snowy landscape. The white light faded and the atmospheric temperature normalized to that of a chilly night.

Kirarin was feeling light-headed; all she could discern was the scurrying of footsteps, some incoherent words being mumbled, and when she opened her eyes, it was only her alone in the dark alley.

'What happened?' Kirarin thought, as she trudged away, her silhouette disappearing into the darkness.

**** Scene Change ****

A black limousine sped past the road, the golden plate that bore the Atobe's insignia gleaming in the moonlight. Kirarin's presence was undetected by the 2 lone figures trudging on the pavement, those 2 who had gloomy expressions on their faces.

**** Scene Change ****

"Milady, pardon my inquisition, what had happened to your left shoulder?" The chambermaid enquired as she dressed Kirarin in her nightdress.

"I was attacked, but it's nothing that you should concern yourself with, Cynthia." Kirarin expressed in a gentle tone with a tired smile.

"Where's Keigo?" Kirarin inquired.

"Lord Keigo is having a tennis camp with the tennis team from Seigaku at the 4th private villa. He will not be back till 2 days later." Cynthia answered as she brushed Kirarin's golden tresses.

"Cynthia, please, do not let Keigo knows anything about my shoulder. Will you promise me?" Kirarin requested earnestly.

"As you wish, Milady."

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A/N: I know tis chapt could b improved, but I'm juz too busy to rewrite it... I'm trying to write more chapts coz I'm going to b so damn busy starting Jan coz of work~ Sorry for the rushed work (Actually, I took 8 hours, so it's not really rushed. You'll know why I took so long to craft it in the nxt chapt!), still, pls vote & comment if you lyk tis chapt!