1 Prologue

My mother left us a long time ago. She didn't give us a reason, an explanation. She just up and left. We weren't alone though. We had our older brother but he was lazy and I feel that because of them I'm in my current situation. My wrists bound together and I was stripped naked. Some people would ask how I got myself here in the first place but honestly people are shit. That's the only way to put it. According to my sister it's because I'm an attention whore but her opinion didn't matter to me at the moment.

People often took advantage of me. Whether they wanted my blood or my body. They simply took it from me just like they took everything else. It wasn't uncommon here anyway. No one would bat an eye at someone being raped in an alleyway. They'd walk by and go on with their day. It was the same way when I got taken. No one even acknowledged who I was. All they saw was a small girl with some grown men.

All I could do at the moment was look down. Just look down at the cuts and bruises I had received. The physical pain didn't bother me anymore. It was the mental strain that was making me cry uncontrollably. No matter how much I wanted them to stop they kept pouring down my face. The occasional sniffle being heard.

The sound of familiar laughter snapped me out of my thoughts as one of the people who had tortured me kneeled down, facing me. "Princesses don't look good when they cry." I didn't want to look up and face him. They had all destroyed my pride and at this point I was too numb to care. "You were so confident before but now look at you! You're a broken little girl with nothing left to do. I can see why your father doesn't care about you."

His words were actually the truth. Unfortunately my sister Love and I happened to be the least favorites. Only mere objects to my father. I just happened to be known for being pretty. That's it. Nothing more and nothing less. My siblings all possessed their own unique attraction but apparently I caught the eyes of most men and women.

That also caught the attention of predators. People who just wanted to ruin me. The pain shooting up my spine made my discomfort worse but then again my whole body was in pain. My entire lower half was numb and the cuts on my back were screaming. I probably looked wretched. It made me feel slightly better. This actually wasn't the worst thing I've been through.

They would let me go soon enough. My siblings aren't stupid and I've been missing for at least 2 weeks. My sense of time could be a bit off but it was likely accurate. Besides my appearance stands out too much. Mismatched eyes, especially purple ones aren't common. Something else I was known for however I felt really tired.

My eyes were heavy and my heart beat was slowed. The blood loss was making my vision hazy and my head was pounding. The spots in my vision made it hard to see. It was taking most of my energy to keep myself conscious. The time I had been here made me weaker. I've never been very physically strong compared to others of my kind but my stamina made up for it.

"Guess what, princess? We have a game to play!" He has got to be kidding. I'm so tired of their sick games. He pulled me up to my feet, holding me up by my arms. "Still can't walk I take it?" Well no shit Sherlock. My throat was tight and sore so my inability to respond didn't seem to bother them. I had spent a good portion of my time screaming. Most likely my vocal cords were damaged. 5 inhuman males and 1 of me. Not like I could do much.

Black hair,gray hair,white hair,brown hair and blue hair. That's just how I identified them. I had only ever caught one of their names. Black haired guy seemed to be the ringleader in all of this. His name was Elrian I believe. The most sadistic one so far. He did me the small courtesy of untying my wrists.

"So the game is simple. We're gonna let you go!" The small bit of hope I held was the only thing keeping me going but if course there was a catch. "You just have to get away from us in the woods. If we can't find you then you're free but if we do then you know what happens." With Elrians games it was his arrogance that fueled them.

They were always unfair on my part. They put me in impossible circumstances like now. So far I had won 1 of the games and it was out of pure luck.

He gripped my arm, pulling me outside quicker than I could keep up. "You act like you want to stay here." He pushed me forward, making me land on my knees.

"The game starts now." Using my arms to push myself up from the ground, I scampered off, hoping that my legs wouldn't fail me. The only advantage I held was my ability to hide in dark places. The shadows covered me in an almost protective way but the issue was finding a place dark enough and not making a sound.

As I ran my legs threatened to buckle beneath me. If I wasn't so tired I could climb up a tree and hide there. I knew I couldn't run much longer and made it a priority to find a hiding place. My hair got caught on a tree branch, pulling me back.

It was dark enough that most wouldn't be able to see. My mother always told us not to be afraid of the darkness. She told us it was our friend. That the shadows would protect us and that angels were worse than demons. I'm convinced my mother was a liar. Though she's the reason I've never been afraid of the darkness.

If they find me so be it...

I give up.

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