As we all leave Charles runs right into the room holding flowers and says, “I have returned.”
Looking at him, I say, “Sorry Charles, but the three of them need some alone time.”
Disheartened he says, “But I picked the prettiest flowers.”
Mariana walking up to Charles says, “Just give them to the prettiest person around you then.”
After Mariana says this she smirks, fully believing Charles will give her the flowers. And behind her Nero looks at her with disbelief at the sheer audacity of her actions.
Looking at her, Charles says, “You’re right.” He then walks up to the oldest woman on the campsite, a grey-haired lady known as Anna, and then says, “Here you go.”
“Oh thank you, Charles,” She replies with a smile.
Mariana looks in disbelief, and then asks, “Hey Charles didn’t I ask you to give them to the prettiest girl around? Why’d you give them to Anna!”
“Well obviously because she is.” In a serious and concerned tone, Charles asks, “Is something wrong with her eyes?”
Mariana makes a face of complete annoyance, and behind her, I start to laugh with all my might.
Turning around she grabs me and says, “What’s funny!?”
I plan to say something back to her, but as I see her face so close up I start to turn red and freak out. This is bad, if she doesn’t let go of me, my head might actually explode.
Before something horrible happens to me, Anna comes and smacks Mariana on the head, then says, “What was that you said about me being pretty?”
Mariana slowly walking away from her, says, “You really do look stunning today.”
“Too late to lie now, Mariana.” Grabbing her ear Anna pulls Mariana away and says, “It is time for your punishment!”
I recover as Mariana starts to be pulled away by Anna. “That was close if she had come any closer it wouldn’t have been good.”
“It seems like you two have reversed roles,” I hear a voice behind me say.
Crawling away, I turn to look at who is talking and see Edward. “What are you doing sneaking up on me?”
“I was just being entertained by you and Mariana.”
“Well go find some other type of entertainment!”
“Ok, ok, but in all seriousness I have something to ask you in relation to our plan.”
“And what would that be?”
“If our plan goes off and we all do manage to escape, who do you think would take the blame for the entire situation.”
I pause for a second, then I say, “It would be Dónal. Especially since it is his poor control that would have let us escape in the first place.”
“Even if you take into consideration the fact he is from a powerful family, I would say such a blunder would lead straight to execution. Not that I care what happens to a beastkin.”
“So why bring it up.”
“Would Charles be ok with that? He is kind, so kind that he would forgive someone who used to beat him every day. If given the option do you really think Charles would be ok with such a thing happening to Dónal?”
“Not in the slightest, that’s why I haven’t brought it up with him.”
Surprised, Edward says, “Are you sure, couldn’t that cause issues with him later on.”
“No it won’t because by the time he figures it out it will be too late and he will simply have to get over it. If given a choice Charles would be unable to choose so I simply don’t plan on giving him one.”
“Don’t you think that is unfair to him Nero?”
“I made a promise to myself to make the best life possible for him, and here in this campsite that isn’t possible so I will be taking him out of here.”
“Is that you’re only reason for this?”
While giving Edward a displeased look, I say, “What are you trying to say?”
“That some of this might be revenge against the beastkin.”
I laugh and say, “Did you know that the beastkin can smile?”
“What are you on about Nero?”
“I mean the beastkin can smile, they can cry, they can love family, they can even dream. They are exactly like us yet still choose to treat us like this, so yeah, you’re right I would be lying if I said this wasn’t partly about revenge.
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I hope that not only Dónal gets punished, but they execute every single one of those bastards who are in the campsite, and even if that happened it wouldn’t be enough to pay back all the suffering they have caused us.”
Nero says this with eyes so fierce and full of anger that Edward simply steps out of his way and lets him go forward.
-Break-
One week later
Location: Beastkin dorms
Φ Opening his eyes, the man called Dónal steps out of his bed, and walks forward saying, “I hope today will be easier for me, and that it holds happiness for Charles.”
He puts on his clothes and then dashes out the door and screams, “EVERYONE GET UP! IT IS TIME TO WORK!”
“Well, that’s what I would say if there were any workers around here,” I say with a pitiable expression.
Because I am the only one doing any work, I need to wake up earlier than even the slaves to make sure everything is functioning well.
As Dónal walks through the hallways he comes across the sight of something that annoys him. It is a group of beastkin and humans passed out on the floor surrounded by bottles.
“Again,” I say quietly to not wake them from their slumber.
Some beastkin stay around here, but they don’t work. They simply party all day, and then use the humans however they want.
Kneeling down next to the humans, I check them and then say, “They aren’t breathing.”
Sighing, I say, “Another wasted worker. These guys don’t even do any work but now they are actually hurting our efficiency as well.”
Looking at Ryan on the floor, I mockingly say, “Damn those dirty insects, it is great we no longer have to pollute our bloodline. When it comes down to it you all uphold our principles until it stops you from getting what you want.
Seeing the degraded body of the humans young and old, I sombrely say, “I shouldn’t call them insects.”
Picking their bodies up, I say, “I might as well put them with the rest of them.”
-Break-
Location: Azure Flower Garden
Looking at all of the beautiful flowers in front of me, I say, “How nice.”
Four years ago, when I got the flower of Mariana’s mother I decided to plant it where I buried her, and we only a little bit of help the flower grew into this large field beyond me.
Its colour is just like Charles's hair, so whenever I see them, I feel a wave of happiness flow over me. If I had another precious thing in this world it would be this flower garden.
Feeling blood drip against my back, I say, “It is about time we bury these.”
Whenever we need to dispose of human bodies for whatever reason, we are instructed to burn them or stick them up against the walls of the campsites.
But if I stick them up against the walls, it will cause the Merarks to attack them. And giving those boys too much human meat will make them difficult to control.
Burning them also seemed like a waste, so I have opted to use their bodies for a more productive manner.
Throwing their bodies into a hole I dug, I say, “Now at the very least I can use your bodies to get some use out of this garden. I should thank those guys really cause without them I wouldn’t be able to keep this garden so pretty.”
As Dónal prepares to pour dirt over all of their bodies, he looks at the contorted human faces and pauses for a moment. The seconds later he pulls all but one of the human bodies out of the hole he had dug for them.
Moving to another section of the garden he digs another hole then buries one in that hole. Dónal repeats this process until each and every one of the humans is buried in their own specific holes.
He then smiles and walks away from the garden.
-Break-
Location: Campsite
I have consistently avoided coming here or being seen. I simply just drop off the supplies at this campsite just like every other campsite. But due to the newborn baby being born, I have to actually go in and meet the new parents.
With a Merark at my side, I walk through the empty campsite until I reach the hut of the woman named Sandra.
As I try to look as intimidating as possible, but she barely seems spooked. One of the things I have noticed over the last week is when I try to intimidate any of the humans here they look quite unbothered.
“How is the child?” I say in the sternest voice as possible.
With a bright smile, she says, “She is doing wonderful.”
What a weird human, well then let me try something. “Let me see the baby then, hand it over.”
“Ok,” She says handing it over.
I once asked a woman from another camp to do the same, she started kicking and screaming in response. I can’t even begin to understand what is going on in this woman’s mind.
Holding the baby, I inspect it to make sure everything is alright within it. But as I hold it up in the air it smiles at me.
HOW CUTE!
No Dónal you need to calm down, you can’t let this human woman see you as weak.
Handing the baby back to her, I say, “Everything seems to be alright with it. So you can continue on with your day, but before that.”
Turning around I grab the bag of supplies that the Merark has and then I bring them to the woman and say, “You can use this to wrap the young one up, and this one can be used to keep yourself warm. There is also some mushed food in here for the baby today, as well as some food for you.
Can’t have your poor health affecting the baby. Here are also some sanitary things to stop infection, and also a protective case for the cradle we don’t need bugs getting into them.”
While I talk I notice the woman is giving me a very bright smile, so I say, “What’s that face for.”
“Oh nothing, it is just like you sound like a parent.”
Surprised I say, “WELL I AM, GOOD DAY!” Then run out of the room with the Merark following back behind me.
“Stupid human making fun of me. Right now I need to go see Charles and recover.”
Name: Nero Animus
Age: 17
Birthday: 21st Gemini
Hair: Gold
Eyes: Brown
Height: 168 cm
Description: A young boy who was a slave at the Beastkin farms. He is quite pigheaded from time to time, but his heart is always there for those he loves, while his anger is always present for those he hates.
Name: Mariana Ángela Girasol Ramos
Age: 16
Birthday: 21st Aries
Hair: Grey
Eyes: Purple
Height: 160 cm
Description: A young girl brown skinned girl from the Molstoria. She is very talkative and active, never allowing her situation to destroy her heart. She wants to from the bottom of her heart to escape.
Name: Charles Animus
Age: 15
Birthday: 9th Aries
Hair: Blue
Eyes: Gold
Height: 162 cm
Description: A young boy who has spent his entire life on the Campsite. He has had no friends until he met Charles, who gave him a family name and has stood by him throughout their struggles. His kindness is so intense that those around him feel it is nothing less than destructive.