Abaddon (ON HOLD)
The atmosphere was laced with an uncomfortable tension, everyone aware that Master Antonio was coming to seize one of us.
I was forced to my knees as everyone in the cell was also, the metal chains bounding our hands prevented us from doing anything we'd regret to the master.
We didn't dare look up as he proudly strode in, power radiating off of him in waves.
"Now tell me slüts, which one of you stole the bowl of fruits." He stated, surprisingly with no hint of anger in his tone.
I knew exactly who stole the fruits but she was no older than six. She had taken a risk for us and provided us with something to consume when we were starving to death. I would not allow her to be in harm's way.
So if you ask me, how do I repay this little girl? This was my answer.
Those two words that completely changed my perspective of the world I was living in.
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Abaddon © 2016 Kitykitcat
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WARNING: (Recommended to 14+) This book contains mature content, strong language, violence and parts that may be uncomfortable to some readers.
(Slowly) under major editing - LOTS & LOTS OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS.