3 Chapter 3

I blink my eyes quickly and shake my head of horrible memories. Fates, this place is eerily formatted the same way Madam— no, she isn't in charge of me. The same way The Crow made her dungeon for her fighter slaves.

I shudder. Is it possible that the people in her Murder, as she jokingly calls it, created this? No no! That can't be possible... Right?

Still floating, I turn to a random door and open it. My eyes widen in shock and my jaw drops to the floor. I mean ya there were kids but, faerie children?! How did they even get here?! Quickly I shove any emotions roaming around in my head and return to my scary calm. With my poker face I float to the quadruplets: they all have long hair, wide eyes and scars on their bodies. One has dark blue hair and the prettiest sky blue eyes. Another has dark red hair with orange eyes. The third one has dark green hair with lime eyes, and the last one has silver hair with gray eyes. While their clothes are just scraps of dirty brown cloth, their once beautiful hair is ratty and in tight knots and their bodies are just bone and skin. All of their arms are cuffed to the wall with silver that's burning their swollen wrists.

Oh hoho! I'm feeling like I want to hurt some horrible person. Yup I, Dimiourgía, will kill and torture whom ever thought they can have their "fun" with these children.

In the speed of light I snapped my fingers and the cuff's atoms changed to air. Usually I don't use this power but, even through my efforts of calming down, my emotions are running high and dangerous like a broken over the top roller coaster. This makes powerful magic thrum through me, and that's never good.

"Stand," I command. Okay, I could've been nicer but these children don't need pity and kindness, they need action, and from the determined look on their eyes they seem to want to take the action in with a burst of death. I smile a little as they stand shivering and weak, but with inner strength. Good, they haven't broken.

"Let's go. Follow me if you want your escape. Then we'll plan your revenge," I command again, as I turn around and float out of the stone room to the hallway.

I stop in front of the door of freedom and turn my head behind me. The red one is in front of them as if she's going to protect them from the horrors of the world. The corners of my lips turn up. I think I just found their big sister.

TO BE CONTINUED

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