The young maiden ran as fast as she could, her tiny feet bare and bleeding. Behind her she could swear she heard the devil himself behind her.
Why her? She was only seven years old! Why did her masters have to be so cruel?
She yelped as she was dragged to the ground, her short black hair gripped tightly in the grubby hands of a large teen, at least eighteen years old.
"My, my Ariayous, havent you been a bad girl." He purred in her ear.
She gagged as his beer baited breath hit her. Her master was drunk again and judging by how he was ontop of her she had a feeling that she was about to meet the same end as her best friend Lisa.
Lisa had been dragged off by her master to the barn where her screams of pain and pleads for him to stop went unheard. She remembered him walking out, cheeks red, cruel smile, and worst of all the blood on his pants.
Lisa begged her friend to kill her, for her innoccence had been stolen and she couldnt go on. In the end, Ariayous had snapped Lisa's neck and been haunted since.
She was snapped back from her thoughts as she heard the sound of a zipper being drawn down. Oh God, no.
She screamed as tears welled up in her eyes. She could feel him getting ready to steal her purity. Her tears ran red with blood, anger welling up in her.
"No!" She screamed before turning and kicking the man hard before he could get what he wanted.
Before she knew it he was on top her again but before he could do anything, a shadow was thrust through his heart before vanishing.
His body was lifted up before he crushed Ariayous. His blood covering her small form.
Soft hands, cold as winter, yet warm like a mothers hug, wrapped around Ariayous. She looked up to see a fair maiden with burning red eyes, long ebony hair, and delicate features stared down at her before her world went black.