Wretched and Divine: The Story of the Wild One
The Exordium of The Exordium
Darkness. Pure darkness. A type of darkness that makes your past and future seem shrouded in complete nothingness. All I've seen for the apst four years were monsters dressed in black cloaks carrying around canes witha strange symbol on the top.
That's right... It's been four years since F.E.A.R. stopped my rebellion against them and killed my family and locked me up as punishment.
To hang on to the small ounce of humanity I had left, I'd force myself to remember my age. I was captured when I was just ten years old... It took me a second to remember... I was fourteen.
Two times a day I got fed nasty food that F.E.A.R. seems is the only thing people needed to eat. I'd never taken a single bite of that stuff.
You see, I had a strange guard that always stands outside my door. I'd never seen his face, but he always gave me real food that he brought froma little desert town not too far away for F.E.A.R.'s main head quarters.
Occasionally, I would get the urge to sing. Music was the one thing that gave me hope about, well, everything. The guard would always listen and would sometimes even clap.
One day as I was laying down on my hard bed, I heard the most beautiful and familiar sound. I saw my guard'sd right arm swaying in a way I could never forget.
A Violin
I jumped off my bed and grabbed the bars to my cell.
"You play violin!" I said weirdly. I barely talked so my speech was rusty. The guard stopped playing and walked to my cell. He handed me the beautiful stringed instrument. I gasped as I held it in my hand.
"Can you play?" He said and crossed his arms. I rested my chin on the chin rest, put my fingers on the neck and moved the bow back and forth.
A beautiful sound emitted from the strings as I played a short song. The guard clapped and took the violin back.
"You are very skilled. Tell me, what is your name?" I gasped. I'd gone through all of the memories that hadn't faded away just yet, but I still couldn't remember. I had forgotten my own name.
"I don't know." I said sadly. I saw the outline of the guard's head nod up and down, almost like he understood.
"Okay, I'll tell you my name." He said, but stopped and waited for my approval. I nodded hoping her could see me.
"My name is Jinxx." It was an odd name, but he was an odd guard, so it fit him. "How old are you?" He asked.
"Fourteen. Been here four years." I heard him shift around.
"F.E.A.R. is just awful," I heard him whisper. "locking up a ten year old, destroying her life!" I was confused at his anger. A man, that hates the organization that he works for? He was an odd guard.
Jinxx grabbed my hands through the bars. "I'm getting you out of here tomorrow," He began whispering. "My closest friends and I are forming a rebellion. You can live with us and help us change the world. It's Time F.E.A.R. stepped down from the throne." He said and fastly walked out of my cell room.
I slid to the floor on my knees, my eyes wide with shock. I couldn't believe it.
I was getting out.
That's right... It's been four years since F.E.A.R. stopped my rebellion against them and killed my family and locked me up as punishment.
To hang on to the small ounce of humanity I had left, I'd force myself to remember my age. I was captured when I was just ten years old... It took me a second to remember... I was fourteen.
Two times a day I got fed nasty food that F.E.A.R. seems is the only thing people needed to eat. I'd never taken a single bite of that stuff.
You see, I had a strange guard that always stands outside my door. I'd never seen his face, but he always gave me real food that he brought froma little desert town not too far away for F.E.A.R.'s main head quarters.
Occasionally, I would get the urge to sing. Music was the one thing that gave me hope about, well, everything. The guard would always listen and would sometimes even clap.
One day as I was laying down on my hard bed, I heard the most beautiful and familiar sound. I saw my guard'sd right arm swaying in a way I could never forget.
A Violin
I jumped off my bed and grabbed the bars to my cell.
"You play violin!" I said weirdly. I barely talked so my speech was rusty. The guard stopped playing and walked to my cell. He handed me the beautiful stringed instrument. I gasped as I held it in my hand.
"Can you play?" He said and crossed his arms. I rested my chin on the chin rest, put my fingers on the neck and moved the bow back and forth.
A beautiful sound emitted from the strings as I played a short song. The guard clapped and took the violin back.
"You are very skilled. Tell me, what is your name?" I gasped. I'd gone through all of the memories that hadn't faded away just yet, but I still couldn't remember. I had forgotten my own name.
"I don't know." I said sadly. I saw the outline of the guard's head nod up and down, almost like he understood.
"Okay, I'll tell you my name." He said, but stopped and waited for my approval. I nodded hoping her could see me.
"My name is Jinxx." It was an odd name, but he was an odd guard, so it fit him. "How old are you?" He asked.
"Fourteen. Been here four years." I heard him shift around.
"F.E.A.R. is just awful," I heard him whisper. "locking up a ten year old, destroying her life!" I was confused at his anger. A man, that hates the organization that he works for? He was an odd guard.
Jinxx grabbed my hands through the bars. "I'm getting you out of here tomorrow," He began whispering. "My closest friends and I are forming a rebellion. You can live with us and help us change the world. It's Time F.E.A.R. stepped down from the throne." He said and fastly walked out of my cell room.
I slid to the floor on my knees, my eyes wide with shock. I couldn't believe it.
I was getting out.
Animo El'Dorado
6/27/13