The slick chrome black limousine glided through the road in a simple elegance…
The golden crest of a demonic skull impaled by a massive great sword speaking volumes about who was within the very clearly expensive vehicle…
No guards, no protective detail come to be associated with nobles, merchants, the elites of society….
Not because they couldn't afford it..
Anyone who thought that must have been mentally challenged….
After all that crest belonged to THE AGARES HOUSE…
One of the four Duke houses..
Arguably the most powerful of the four houses..
With strength and reputation rivaling even the imperial family themselves…
If even they couldn't afford something as basic as a protection detail, then no one on the continent could…
The reason they didn't bother was simple..
DO YOU DARE?
It was an open challenge..
Do you dare, for all your guts…
All your courage..
All your madness..
Do you dare attack an agares vessel?
And truthfully?
NO!!
Not many dared..
The few who did, have seen entire lineages uprooted within hours…
History washed away in blood and massacre..
You can't even hide..
In a family brimming with mages, warlocks, and aura masters as common as weeds?
You'd be found before you even made it out of the ambush, that is if you even survived against whom you attacked to begin with…
So no..
Not many dared..
Not even the demon worshiping ZENITH..
Within this particular vessel, Seraphina agares, lady of house agares, sat with a quiet smile on her breathtaking face, a disgruntled Raiden clutched like a teddy bear in her embrace…
"Ughhhh, mother!!! I'm not a child for you to keep babying like this" he pouted, voice a low grumble…
His small 5ft frame, large for his age, yet dwarfed perfectly by his mother's 6'2 height, looking like the toddler he was in her grasp..
His protests only earned him a heavenly giggle ..
"Hehehehe, little lightening" she drawled, nuzzling his baby cheeks with her own, "you'll always be mama's baby" she finished with a kiss to his cheeks, earning a grumble that only made her chuckle more….
As the playful banter occurred between a doting mother and her disgruntled but clearly, unwillingly ( he'll never admit to actually loving it) toddler continued, an image caught the little boy's eyes as they passed by a dark alley…
"Stop the car" his voice came out with a weight unexpected from a 5 year old..
The effect was immediate, like an order from the heavens, the vehicle stopped instantly…
"Hmmm?, what's wrong little lightening" Seraphina couldn't help asking when she saw her baby stopping the vehicle with a cold expression on his chubby face…
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Sniffles
"P..ple…please"
A broken plea,
"Please sir, Myra is but a child"
A tiny sobbing voice echoed, it's owner a trembling little girl, no older than 12 or 13, pinned against the wall, he beautifull face contorted in a mask of pure horror…
She had silver white hair framing a face that held a budding beautify that promised devastation in a few years..
Her body despite clearly being only developing was already clearly showing signs of the bombshell to come, with curves already aligning in all the right places..
But right now, her beautifull face conveyed only one emotion…
Pure unfiltered HORROR…
Standing before her was towering brute of a man…
His broad frame standing at 6ft, his massive hands holding her dainty hands above her head, eyes roaming disgustingly over the still developing body of the girl as he licked his lip an in a slow disgusting manner…
"A child?" He raked, eyes roaming over the defining lines of maturity despite her young age..
"You ain't no child sweetheart, you're ripe, just like I love 'em" his foul breath bored into her face as tears slipped like waterfalls from her face..
"No.. no please… Myra is just a child, she doesn't have anyone, please sir, let Myra go" she pleaded..
But her pleas just seemed to increase his twisted ecstasy even more as he grinned wider…
"Exactly.." he rasped…
"Alone and ripe… just like I love 'em"..
Saying so, he moved, hands at the hem of her little patched up skirt…
With a ripppppppp!!
He tore the thing off in one smooth motion revealing her delicate smooth legs that looked a bit thin, she shivered feeling the drag on her bare lower body, covered only by the little underwear she wore..
Outside the dark alley the world moved on, unaware of a major atrocity about to be committed to an innocent young soul…
"Pl..Pleases.."The girl choked on her sobs as she squirmed in the man's grasp..
Her face a canvas of heartbreak and horror, her beautiful green eyes losing their luster slowly, like embers dying off in a winter wind…
"Myra doesn't want to do this.. someone.. someone please save Myra" she whispered broken pleas to whatever deity, devil or whatever was listening…
She knew damn well that prayers never worked, damned thing just gave false hope..
She'd been praying for a change since she was a toddler, and yet nothing changed..
So she knew nothing was going to change..
But in the face of the defilement she was about to experience…
Something she would happily die instead of experiencing..
Her broken, hopeless mind could only pray, hoping that just once, something, someone, anything would listen to a little girls broken pleas…
"Heheh… no one's coming" the man licked his lips, savoring with sick satisfaction the pure despair and tears he was witnessing, a disgusting bulge raised in his pants…
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle, make sure ya enjoy ya last ride" he barked a disgusting nasally laugh as he stretched his hands towards her top..
Mind whirling with all the disgusting things he'd do to the little girl, face alight with satisfaction…
Until everything froze, his movement, his smirk, his expression, his entire blood seemed to freeze as a voice echoed in the dark alley..
A voice that seemed to drag from the frozen pits of the deepest hells, a hell that burned so hot it froze…
It was a voice that somehow lost every ounce of babyish lilt it should have..
A voice that sounded too similar to a certain demon Duke when he was about to commit a genocide…
It didn't shout, but somehow it echoed even to his bones…
"Your dare!!!"…..
A/N: to those wondering why they're using cars, I was originally going for classic medieval settings, but then I thought why not combine medieval and modern society, after all, magi tech isn't a strange concept.. and the world Althea is quite and advanced world…
As for the terms "Mages, Aura Masters, Warlocks" more will be explained (tho I know some already guess the general idea) and a general understanding the more the novel progresses…
I don't want to info dump..
I just I get execute everything good enough..
Anyways..
Thanks for reading!!!