Post by Guenhwyvar on Aug 17, 2006 18:07:22 GMT -5
"Tell me now, pretty man, do you know what this means?" Wanbli pulled the black scarf from around her neck. Hidden under it was a collar made of black leaher sewn with many small bells. Thoughtfully she flicked one remembering how she had gotten it.(see flashback below) "If you do not know, I may tell you, pretty man, after you have told me and my friend what we want to know, I may even let you die then, if I so wish. Her voice was hard and cold, with absolutely no emotion.
(Ahhh, the sweet smell of a flashback...)
She stood before a throne, many years in the past, unable to move. They had caught her and beaten her, like a dog they had treated her. They had killed her family(in case your wondering, her birth family) and made her watch. The thought brought her anger back red and hot. She tried to trip one of the gaurds holding her in retaliation. He only grunted and punched her in the stomach, doubling her over in pain.
"So much fight you have." said a softly cultured voice, "Too bad it has been wasted." Wanbli straightened in defiance looking up at the one who sat on the throne and one of the gaurds slapped her. "Now, now, a slave must not look at it's master." The voice intoned. It was not like she could see who any of them were, they all wore masks. "Will you not tell me anything of the avatar?" The voice asked. Wanbli stood, barely, supported between the two gaurds, there was no doubt that without that support she would be on the floor. "I know nothing." She said, knowing it was not the answer her captors wanted, but it was true. A few more muinites of silence passed. "Beat her again, and collar her. Put her in the smallest cell. She will be beaten and then brought to me tomorrow morning, and beaten again if she refuses to give answers. Every day untill I get what I want or she dies."
(Ok, I'll stop it here b/c this is getting too long but, she escapes killing them all, and erns her reputation underground as Annabel Lee, and you know the rest. When she meets Erina she gets rid on the slave collar, but for now, it's part of what marks her as the true annabel lee and they've come to be known as the assasin's bells, ok flashback over)
(Ahhh, the sweet smell of a flashback...)
She stood before a throne, many years in the past, unable to move. They had caught her and beaten her, like a dog they had treated her. They had killed her family(in case your wondering, her birth family) and made her watch. The thought brought her anger back red and hot. She tried to trip one of the gaurds holding her in retaliation. He only grunted and punched her in the stomach, doubling her over in pain.
"So much fight you have." said a softly cultured voice, "Too bad it has been wasted." Wanbli straightened in defiance looking up at the one who sat on the throne and one of the gaurds slapped her. "Now, now, a slave must not look at it's master." The voice intoned. It was not like she could see who any of them were, they all wore masks. "Will you not tell me anything of the avatar?" The voice asked. Wanbli stood, barely, supported between the two gaurds, there was no doubt that without that support she would be on the floor. "I know nothing." She said, knowing it was not the answer her captors wanted, but it was true. A few more muinites of silence passed. "Beat her again, and collar her. Put her in the smallest cell. She will be beaten and then brought to me tomorrow morning, and beaten again if she refuses to give answers. Every day untill I get what I want or she dies."
(Ok, I'll stop it here b/c this is getting too long but, she escapes killing them all, and erns her reputation underground as Annabel Lee, and you know the rest. When she meets Erina she gets rid on the slave collar, but for now, it's part of what marks her as the true annabel lee and they've come to be known as the assasin's bells, ok flashback over)