DiamondAce: the Beginning and Re-Birth

DiamondAce





Brandy Tuck



Prologue:

The Creation





The dark mists formed together in this place of darkness, slowly they began to form, take shape and create. The abyssal energy swirled about it, slowly forming the shape of a mortal creature; the creature was slender with nicely proportional hips and the chest of a mortal female, it was only 5’9”, but as skin was formed, it was the color of fresh snow, the eyes which opened and stared blankly into the void were black, like sheets of obsidian glass, glittering with an unseen light. Its lips were full and red, the color of the reddest rose, It’s hair was cut short in the back the front was long and fell just in front of pointed ears and was blood red were it fell brushing its collarbone in perfect strands, the back was black, like the eyes. Clothing slowly formed over its naked form, first, black wraps over the chest and the crotch, then a pair of pants, black, with loose legs that fit at its hips and fell neatly to the feet which were clad in boots that reached mid calf, they had three inches of sole to ad to the height of the creature. The shirt that formed was sleeveless and the color of freshly spilled mortal blood. The hands were clad in gloves that cut off at the knuckle of each finger, the gloves were black the fingernails that tipped the fingers that protruded long and slender from the glove tips were long and dagger like, black with silver tips. Slowly the mists cleared revealing the creature, standing there a life size doll, unanimated, completelyperfe4ct in every way, form and looks, this was what the abyssal creatures thought all mortals should be like, It was now complete, It had now become a she, and would be sent forth from the abyssal world of her origin into the world of the mortals the ones called Human the abyssal ones did not speak, not per say, they merely thought and emanated what they felt and had to communicate, and so the information was swirled around her, and into her head her name, her purpose, what she was to do. Slowly she opened her eyes and they became aware, they were cold there was no emotion, no feelings no memories, she was in essence a newborn, but she knew everything the abyssal ones did, and she had one purpose, study the mortals and immortals that walk among them, find, and return inform and continue, that is your purpose, nothing more, nothing less. Experience things, experience their ways, their rituals, their life, become like them fit in, become, Human the term human was one that was used as you would Child or something inferior to you, and they were humans were inferior, and less complex, and so were a curiosity to them, something to be studied, like rats, something to be experimented on. The abyssal mists swirled about her swallowing her, when they cleared, she was gone.



The tavern



A portal formed there in the midst’s of the tavern, everything went silent as the single card appeared floating in mid air, slowly it began to multiply spreading out to form a circle card tip to card tip about 6 foot in diameter inside the circle of cards formed a mist black and red in intricate swirling patterns they swirled and slowly form within stepped a girl clad in black boots, pants and blood red sleeveless shirt, her eyes hard as glass and black as a night with no moon glanced about the tavern at the other patrons who stared in disbelief at this black angel that had just stepped from within the swirling chaos of the portal, she turned then to face the portal and held out her right hand moving it upward, to the side and down flipping it palm up. The portal collapsed, mist faded the card then retracted forming into one card, which floated towards the girl, she caught it between her first two fingers and held it up in front of her face then slid it into a pouch at her side before moving, floating towards the bar at the end of the room. She paused there taking a seat upon the barstool crossing her long legs and glancing around the room, till the tender came up and asked her if she would like something to drink, she shook her head, and she still was unsure how to digest this thing called “food” that the humans needed to sustain them. she glanced around the room her gaze falling upon the shadows were another girl lurked, she had emerald eyes that glittered and appeared to have a silver and blue twisted band within them that twisted and turned of its own accord, the mortal, or so she thought seemed different from the others, set apart in some way, she stood of the stool and pressed her way through the people to the shadows were the girl lurked, her outfit was something like her own,  black pants that split up to the thighs on both sides, she wore boots that reached the knee, and a shirt that was little more than black bands of cloth across the breasts of the girl. As she approached the girl turned to look at her and nodded as if she understood the other, that she was an outcast like herself she motioned headed for the girl, so she followed the girl with the emerald eyes out the door and into the night.



The den

They had traveled not far, when they came upon a side road where the girl moved down it forming a portal that was not as elaborate as the other. They entered and moved into the portal and all went black till they exited into a place that was cold and chilling, she felt the caress of something unseen, intangible crawling along her flesh, silence hangs pregnant in the gloaming adding to her sense of unease. Even at the entrance the feeling of malignant eyes watching her, following her every move piercing through to send goose bumps scrabbling to the surface of her skin, These chambers seem to have rent the fabric of time and perhaps space. Disgorging an anomaly, a portal to somewhere cold and dark, a place that seems to suggest horror and some fearful undisclosed secrets and many dangers Huge beams of dark oak scorched and blackened, arch high to form the ceiling, meeting centrally as though the upturned timbers of a great ship picked clean by scavengers; to leave the rib cage only. Fragments of smoked glass, twinkle dully, their rain bowed colors faintly gleaming and yet shedding no warmth to the central chamber. Those windows left upright nestle against the stone allowing shattered glimpses of a world held in eternal night. The panes charred and lead petrified in huge drips like melted wax; it pools on the floor like black blood. High above, the ceiling is swathed in intricate webbings that seem woven out of the deepest darkest shadows. This silky black thread directly looked at somehow seems to slide away from one's awareness and yet plays on the edge of your peripheral vision. Human sized cocoons hang, bound like flies within a huge spider's web.



Her Death



She continued to glance around realizing there were figurines placed all around the room in different poses, and as she looked closer she saw that they were actually corpses that had been excellently preserved and then posed, some of the nearest ones she took in, in great detail to commit to memory. She could have been no more than sixteen years of age, her young body already showing signs of its maturity into a beautiful woman. Filled with elegance and grace, Standing here though, with her feet slightly apart, and her body in the stance of an avenging goddess, nothing but hatred and sheer beauty could be placed upon her, this young Elvin child. Dark brown hair is flowing free, straight layered strands of hair falling to mid-waist and staying their, each tip being dyed black and streaking upwards on the underside of her face. Her dark eyes are staring downwards with no sympathy to the two who obviously disobeyed. Ironic that in life these two had cost her a life, she herself had died because of them. It was with a queer justice that her lips were turned upwards, a pleasantly malicious smile pasted across the red tint. About her neck is a black cord with a string that goes down the center, ending in a golden tear that lingers in the valley of her breasts. It draws attention of course, to the molding black lace she wears, which presses her breasts upwards, and molds about her body with the help of straps and ties. The black lace ties down the front with a dim golden string and supports at each shoulder with an identical strap, almost being a second skin. On each upper arm there is a golden band with black markings, and upon each wrist, a black band with golden markings. It is in her left hand alone though, that her slender fingers, made to wield magic, grip tightly upon the black hilt of a hanging golden whip, the lash curling on the floor like it was being slowly raised. About her stomach is another black cord, this one connecting at the side with a golden loop and letting another string with a golden tear fall to her knee. Her pants conform tightly as well, having soft velvet ties down the front of her pants, and letting them disappear behind knee high boots. Her pants are lace as well, with several curving designs in the front, and golden lacings in the back, seems like an odd combination, somehow it was fitting on her.

One of the others she saw in her quick glance over was a young girl; her tanned, olive complexion suits her carriage well, as do her long raven tresses. A musician's mark on her upper arm denotes her profession, as well as the bangles and bell-chains about one wrist and one ankle and her calluses on her fingers from years of strumming stringed instruments. She must have been self-conscious of her aging, as her lips are painted too-bright ochre red, and eyes daubed with a blue that is a bit too blue for her face. She seems... surprised... in death. It caught her by accident she turned her attention back to the front of the room were a throne sat and the girl she had followed now sat on the right hand side of the woman that resided there, she was a beauty the woman had hair that fell to her knees, it was blonde, she had Elvin features, and was dressed in a pair of fit green pants and a fit top as well. There was a slightly delicious smile on her face as she looked at the girl that had been brought

         “Well, well my daughter what lovely morsel have you brought me today?”

The woman’s voice was low, cold and inhuman as she spoke; she stepped down from upon the throne and glided towards the other girl

         

Instead of answering the girl raised a hand and a card appeared upon it, it had an ace of spaded on it with a red diamond inlayed inside of it. And over it in a thin scriptive hand read this message:

DiamondAce am I one from distant origin

My purpose here is to gather information

Once my job is done shall I then be put to rest.



The woman snatched the card and read it she then looked at her and nodded she then leaned forward and tapped Diamond on the forehead injecting a venom into her that would petrify her to the spot, webs shot out of the shadows latching to the girls arms and legs holding her upright, the creature in the woman’s body turned and spoke again to her daughter

         “Miyuu, will you please get me the pin box, and the hot coals?”

The girl nodded and headed off into the shadows returning with a bucket of hot coals from some unseen fire and box that held large pins, they looked just like straight pins but they were about an eight of an inch thick and three inches long the woman then aced the in the bucket of coals and left them circling the bound one slowly eyeing her and then nodding pulling forth a  small Elvin dagger she proceeded to slice down he front of the girl, not to cut flesh but to removed her clothing leaving her naked in the cold silent chambers, she studied the woman’s body with a detached sort of artistic interest before reaching into the bucket and drawing forth one of the pins eh looked at Diamond and smiled.

         “You have no soul but eat your essence shall I anyways, no tell me creature of the abyss from whence I came, do you scream like those of the mortal existence you resemble?”

The girl watched her through cold apathetic eyes as she spoke and spoke for the first time her voice was soft and could be heard clearly and nearly echoed off the walls though she spoke no louder than a whisper.

         “Scream? A scream a scream what is that may I beseech thee to tell me, for on this earth have been I for only a short while, I know that people scream in fear, and they scream in excitement, pain is also been known to cause screams, so which doust you wish to teach me creature of the night?”

Her tone had turned slightly mocking as she spoke, her eyes never leaving the face of the woman before her. The woman smirked and the took the pin and pressed it slowly into the girls stomach impaling her and pressing it all the way in glancing down as she finished the insertion of it, the girl grimaced in pain, as the needle seared her flesh continued to burn even after it should have cooled down. The creature then took another one impaled her exactly two inches to the right of the other pin, she continued this till there were seven needles in two inch intervals across the girls stomach to the mid points of her side she then grinned as she watched the formerly emotionless face twist in agony, yet no scream issued from her tightly closed lips disappointing the woman greatly. She canted her head to the side she smiled walking slowly around the girl.

         “So no scream yet my little pin cushion, what if I were to fillet the meat off your ribs and then weave ribbons trough them like a project for a two year old? Or I if I put needles through thee till the blood spurts from you like water through a jug that is riddled with holes? What then my precious will then you scream for me? Then shall you scream in pain and fear for The Morvor?”

The woman stopped directly in front of Diamond smirking as she finished her statement. The whispery voice echoed forth again

         “to me do what ye will but naught will it matter, for I am but a puppet, bound by what I am, I am mortal, and so inferior to hose I came from, I am replaceable, and expendable, and so useless to you creature, I will bring thee no wealth, I will being thee nothing and my death shall not matter, as I was created, not born. I do not have family to morne my death, or miss me; I am totally and completely alone in this world. You may stick me once, you may stick my twice, but never shall you find something quite as nice, as the screams of the innocent as to come form me for scream for you I never shall.”

         The creature stood there considering the words of the prey, finding herself intrigued by her. But none the less the torture must continue she wanted to hear the sweet, sweet screams of the woman no matter what she had to do to get it. She muttered under her breath as she moved to remove more pins from the bucket of hot coals.

         “Life is but a fragile state.”

She turned back to Diamond tracing one hand down the girls neck through the valley between her naked breasts and then counted the ribs down to the bottom of the rib cage, after ascertaining the number she took out enough pins to go between them, four for each side as the rest of the ribs were hidden under the fleash of her bosom. These pins were shorter just long enough so they would go through the rib cage but not puncture the lungs, for without them the screams would not issue forth from her victim. She pressed the in one by one slowly down the rib cage one, two, three, pausing before the forth, lining it up and driving it in hard. Diamond Winced but bit back the scream that was fighting to be heard. The Morvor smiled sensing that the girl was near breaking point. She took the needles and drove them in hard on the other side in a straight line down. Diamond bit back the scream barely suppressing it as the excruciating pain started to dull her senses. The Morvor let her gaze travel down there the girl now appeared to have silver studs down the ribcage, were they met the earlier driven needles that lined her midriff, although there was a gap between them that didn’t look artistic at all, so she the drove another line of needles through the girls abdomen starting just below the hard bone of the ribcage and thus following the bottom of the ribcage across, three on each side of the one in the middle.  The Morvor stepped back and grinned.

         “Now my pretty one, there is no blood, do you know why? I’ll tell you, as long as those needles stay impaled within you there will be no blood as soon as I withdraw them, your blood will flow, and with it your life force, now, I have to hear you scream so I have one more surprise for you.”

Diamond remained silent watching the Morvor with loathing, till a swift movement in the back ground caught her eye, it was the girl she had followed and she was bringing forth what appeared to be another pin, but this one was about one and half feet in length and had a diameter of three inches, the Morvor grinned and reached out, taking the pin from her daughter and turning back to Diamond, she smiled and moved forward so she was only about three inches away from her,  she rand the pin down diamonds body from the bottom of her chin and then to her belly button were she placed the tip before placing her hand on the head making sure Diamond could see what she was doing she jammed her hand into the head of the pin driving the three inch wide, one and a half foot long pin through Diamond at the belly button, driving it hard enough so it went all the way through and shot out the other side hitting the floor and clattering there, bloodstained.  Blood poured from the wound and a loud guttural scream of pain, and rage issued from Diamond’s now wide open mouth, her black eyes slowly glazed over with a white film as her whole body went stiff and then limp, the only thing keeping her form collapsing on the floor were the webs which still held her in place. The Morvor watched smiling as she lapped the blood from her right hand with her tongue as moved forward waiting as the black cloud that was the essence of DiamondAce. Then she looked at Diamonds corps and commanded it:

         “Rise”

The body straightened up and moved as the webs dropped away and stood there, the gaping bleeding hole still there, the needles still impaled the body, her body, naked still stood there, dead a lifeless doll, while up above another human size cocoon was forming, and in it the newest Daughter of the Morvor. She turned and looked to Miyuu and then turned back.

         

She waved her hand and a wave of spider came fourth to fully cover Diamonds body from head to toe, they moved quickly repairing it, the needles disappeared, and the hole as well, when they stepped back Diamond looked normal except her black obsidian eyes were still white, the Morvor nodded and the spider moved over Diamonds hair and when they moved away her hair was dark royal purple in the back and the front was snow whiter, and as they traveled down her skin became dark, rather than white as it had been. The Morvor turned slowly and glanced at Miyuu waiting for her response.

         “dress her in a dress of sheer white fabric mother, with purple lace over her crotch, the breasts left bare, stand her at the entrance way so as to entrance the lowly traveler and bring him to our lair, animate her with only the purpose of luring those that we can feed upon, while her counterpart shall bring them from else were around the world as your daughter, another beloved”

The Morvor simply nodded and the spider did just that weaving a pair of dark purple lace knickers and then weaving a dress of sheer white fabric that draped fittingly over her bare breasts to the floor and then slit all the way up to just under her breasts. Her face was set in a look of seduction as the Morvor nodded in satisfaction and turned away heading for her throne

         “Go ye now, vessel of what is no longer Diamond, guard my lair from danger and deliver me with victims.”

The corpse bowed low and then swept from the room out into the world of eternal night to watch for weary travelers, like a siren to lure ships to the rocks and death she would lead the weary man to his, by the hand of her master and new creator The Morvor.











The Family



I awoke upon the cold stone floor of the den of the Morvor, I instantly came to awareness glancing about in fear as the memories came flooding back to me, the death, the pain my last dying breath and the scream that I had uttered, and then I had did, and yet here stood I in the middle of the den, and as I looked around I realized I was surrounded by beautiful women in various states of dress and race and activities, yet all turned to look at me and one stepped forward she had a mane of fire red hair that fell freely about her pale face and large emerald eyes. She smiled and opened her arms to me and hugged me pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth.

         “Welcome our sister, welcome thee to our family we do, I am Alina”

She turned and swept an arm out at the other women in the den and then walked me around introducing me to them I can’t remember all their names as there are many of them the few that caught my eye were The collector, a young teenage girl that was playing with various dolls, some of which looked like the other women there. The only male in the room was named Madali H e was one of the few sons of the Morvor, the only other male in the family I was told was Alina’s son, who’s name I didn’t catch into eh whirl of introductions. There was Miyuu, whom had led me here to begin with, she smiled and apologized to me for the pain but informed me that they had all died like that, also that their bodies also decorated the various places about the den and the pother rooms in the Morvor’s realm. Miyuu’s own body was part of a large human chess set that was used to settle disputes between siblings and other rivalries that were not food, well not yet anyways. One can buy their way into the confidences of the Morvor by bringing her a peace offering of a victim or ready made soul. I continued to glance around and found that I was exhausted, then I suddenly knew everything there was to know about being human, oh the abyssal ones would rejoice in me, they would maybe keep me for a while longer.

         “Return to the Abyss you shall not, you now belong to me my daughter the abyssal ones have no control over you.”

I jumped and turned to look were the voice had originated, I watched in wonder and slight apprehension as the shadows began to shape and to form, creating a large creature that had the upper torso of a beautiful woman and the body of a black widow spider. The face of the woman smiled and she opened her arms to me.

         “Be not afraid my child, I will not harm thee again, you are mine and of me now, no longer merely prey.”

The shadows collapsed and then disappeared and one of the near by corpses moved this one was a beautiful Asian woman in an elaborate kimono, her face unpainted except for the lips which were bright red and full her slanted eyes smiled at me and then  she opened her arms wide and glided forward taking me in a fond embrace.

         “ah my beauty my beloved, how long have we waited for thee to come, many nights we watched your cocoon as it aged and finally dropped on the floor and then vanished and out you came like a beautiful baby spider, out you crawled into our nest to come and live with us, your family and your kin.”

I blinked and shook my had stepping back and looking in confusion at the woman realizing it was the same who had tortured me and then recreated me into what I had now become, I looked down and saw that I looked the same even my clothing was the same, yet I distinctly remember dying but here I stood alive and whole, or so I thought.  She smiled at me and then took my hand causing me to look at her.

         “You look confused my child, you are not alive, you are of the undead, you have no soul as I now hold it within myself for sustenance, you are part of me, you are mine, I shall never leave you nor abandon you, you will never prove useless as now you are loved and a part of me, of your sisters and your other relations here.”

I nodded still trying to assimilate this thought of family, which was all a very strange concept to me. I had come from nothing and had expected to return to nothing and now to be told that I was to live here in the mortal world among others that were now my kind was mind blowing. Not only had my perspective changed I now realized I had my own personality and the card magic I had been given by the abyssal ones was magnified ten fold, and was stronger than before.

         “Give you time to adjust shall we my sister, for this is all knew to you I know.”

Alina’s voice broke my revere and shattered my thoughts I nodded and moved quietly to a corner and sat there thinking things over. I was ready to begin this knew and exciting life that awaited me here with the Morvor and her children.



The Test

I was again in the same tavern I had first manifested myself in, but this time I had a new objective, to find and obtain a victim for mother, for my test to prove I was worthy the title of a Morvor child. I glanced around the tavern, the picking were bit slim, the tavern was empty during this time of day, there were a couple of drunken dwarfs and a sleeping ogre, but that was bout it, except for one figure sitting in a corner nursing a cup of tea, I moved forward toward the figure, as a I got closer I figured out it was female, good just what mother liked. I stopped at the table flipping out my hand so a card appeared before the girl; within her field of vision the card was my typical card a spade with a red diamond inlayed inside of it that same spidery hand writing graced it

I am DiamondAce, mistress of the 52

Tell me child may I Join thee?

For never shall I intrude upon thee

Without thy permission

The Girl raised her head revealing a face of childish beauty, her face was dark with light silverfish hair cut short that fell about her face, her eyes were bright cerulean blue, she wore a head piece made if intricately woven silver that dipped in the center of her forehead and ended in a teardrop sapphire that accented her eyes excellently, she nodded silently and pushed a chair out for m with her foot

         “Aye, join me you may Diamond, I am Addianna Narakai”

Her voice was soft with a slight accent that spoke of something exotic and far away. I took a seat and looked at her for a moment;

         “You look like an entertainer, a dancer maybe?”

She nodded and pulled back her cloak so her whole face showed, the head piece vanished under her hair and after a moment I realized it was actually part of her head, not just something that set there for decoration, was actually a part of her face and was part of her skull. She caught my stare and laughed reaching up to touch the sapphire, which sparkled for a moment and flashed through every color of the rainbow as well.

         “this, beautiful maybe, but a curse none the less, it binds me to the one that created me, the one I have escaped for now, for I am a slave and as long as this thing set in my head I am bound to him.”

I nodded and then smiled to myself

         “Maybe I can find a way for you to become unbound to this man.”

She shook her head and looked down

         “Only my death can undo what has been done, and I wish not to end my existence.”

I glanced at the door

         “I am dead, and yet I exist still don’t I?”

She opened those blue eyes wide and blinked a few time

         “What doust thou mean you are dead? You stand here before me alive and well do you not?”

I shook my head and looked again at the door for no real reason. She followed my gaze and frowned softly.

“How be this possible”

Here was my chance I stood and looked at her withdrew my portal card and held it out left it floating and this time staring with my palm out I moved my hand sideways, flipped it and pulled upward and the card began to multiply to form my portal, the mists formed I nodded to it.

         “Come with me, and I shall show you”

She rose drew her cloak over her face and stepped into the portal I followed, the portal would fade to nothing once we were fully though.



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The chill in the Air did not effect me, although Addianna shivered as she glanced around her blue eyes standing out brightly in the dim light of the den she stepped away from me and looked at me warily, I now saw she was small, only about 4 feet tall, the height of a young child really, although she seemed older I smiled, knowing mother would be pleased with me. This girl would be perfect and I had so many ideas on how to bring about her death, I moved forward to the throne which was unoccupied at the moment, watching as the shadows formed to shape the form that was my mother she glanced at the girl I had brought and nodded to me

         “Very good Diamond, now prove yourself to me”

Her voice was full of love and softness and I glanced at Addianna who looked afraid as I stepped forward stopping before her and taking her chin in my fingers turning her head upward so she looked me in the face.

         “I shall not lie to thee Addianna, this will hurt, and it will last a while, but in the end you will be better off, and I shall take thee as my own, you shall become my kin, my daughter when I am through with thee.”

Her eyes widened as she looked up at m her full red lips trembling as tears welled in her eyes but she nodded and then looked at the shadows for a moment before he stepped back dropping her cloak, revealing a small fully formed body, she was beautiful in proportion, her body clad in a skirt of sapphire blue that slit up to her waist on the outside edges. The top was also sapphire blue, and was in a halter top style that revealed the smooth slope of her stomach. Her whole body was dark her legs were shapely ending in small bare feet a silver ankle bracelet looped about her right leg. Her Bare arms were tan and had a silver arm bracelet that wrapped own her arm from the elbow in an intricate swirling pattern to hook over her middle finger. From her back protruded a pair of wings, they looked like stained glass and shown in the dim light with purple, blue, red and green in a patchwork pattern causing the effect of sun through a colored window effect on the floor around her. She stood there her arms out at the sides her legs splayed so the skirt fell between them leaving them bare to the waist she looked up and to some song or tune no one else heard she began to dance. She stepped to the left sliding her right foot across the floor to meet it and then mimicked the move with her hand simultaneously bring it to her other hand and then drawing it back across stepping back out so she was standing with her legs at shoulders distance apart, she repeated the step on the right side. She twirled stepping out and whipping her head in a releve’ turn, three in a row stopping and dipping down and across in a rather seductive manner and then stood up and did a round off front handspring back hand spring so that she landed directly in front of me and then bowed low before standing and looking at me tears welling in her bright blue eyes as she nodded in defeat and then stepped back standing her feet together and her arms straight out parallel to the ground. I made two quick hand motions and spider webs shot out wrapping them selves about her arms, I then called forth the spiders and let them crawl over her and disintegrate her clothing leaving her naked body exposed, perfect in every way, round breasts slim waist hips that were just right for the dancing she so enjoyed, and would continue, once she became mine, she would be mine, my lover for all eternity. I moved back and out of her site and picked up a tray of instruments, small razor blades, small hooks, and larger ones in the same style I picked through them slowly as I glanced at her, she had her eyes closed so she could not see me or what I was doing, I would grant her that I figured she would scream soon enough. So I would leave her be for the moment. I chose an exacto knife shaped blade that was about four inches long and stepped forward and brought the blade to the first dip were her ribs lay and pressed it there tracing it across it just enough to scratch but not cut her. The next stroke I cut clear through and traced it all the way to the mid point of her side, I repeated this all the way down her rib cage on both sides. Stopping grabbing a nearby piece of cloth catching the blood that was spurting forth from her pooling upon the floor below her, I looked up at her face as I bathed her wounds and cleaned up the blood it was scrunched up and tears were pouring from her childlike blue eyes, her hair was matted with sweat and her own blood I reached over and grabbed  a spool of white ribbons and set the on the tray, I smiled softly to myself as I cut away the skin between the ribs and left the slits between them. I picked up one of the hooks and threaded it through the first rib hooking the ribbon on to the hook and drawing it through it, the ribbon went from white to red, blood soaked, her blood still flowed from her pooling and running over the floor. I continued to thread the ribbon through her ribs till I had her ribs threaded and weaved so tightly so her blood no longer soaked through I tied it in a large bow connecting the two sections at the bottom of her ribcage. Her ribcage was now red with blood stained ribbons. The tears still fell from her eyes and she was whimpering softly from pain. I stepped back watching her as I contemplated my next move I stepped forward and took another smaller blade and began to trace the edge of the silver head peace slowly cutting under it, cutting it off of her head, The blood began to ooze down her face dripping slowly from her chin I smiled and leaned down Bringing my lips to hers kissing her suckling at her lips and sucking the blood off of them, surprisingly enough she kissed back, it was agonizingly soft, almost as if it was all she could do I pulled away and removed the head piece from her and then looked at her as she opened her eyes the blood dripping from her hair and just barely missing her eyes she opened her mouth and let out one long guttural cry of complete and utter pain, blood bubbled up in her mouth her eyes rolled back in her head as it fell back and her body fell limp I sighed and licked my lips removing the last to her sweet, sweet blood from them I stepped back and nodded to her body it rose and stood there, the spider smothered her body and cleaned it, returning it to its former beauty, the head piece was now gone and so was all her other body jewelry. I smiled as I imagined the outfit I would place her in and then commanded the spiders piece by piece of what to do. White lace boy shorts underwear, and matching bra, then a silver ankle bracelet , then a blue pleated mini skirt, a white button up top tied tight under her breasts the buttons undone to the tie so as to reveal her full cleavage, her hair was left short and wild her lips were full and painted in shiny maroon red. I gathered her essence and let all but a small portion of it fly up to my mother’s shadows that were above me, watching and emanating approval I took the small bit I had saved and returned it to the body and then stepped back and waited. She opened her blue eyes and looked at me and then stepped forward as she brought her hands to her for head and discovered the headpiece gone.

         “Did, did you do that?”

I nodded

         “Aye I did, and now I exchange I ask for you to stay here with me, forever as my lover, if you wish, or as a servant to me and my family”

She blinked and then stepped forward standing on tip toe and kissing me upon the lips

         “Then yours shall I be, forever, and for you I shall do anything”

I nodded and took her by the hand leading her off into the darkness and to the rooms that she would call home mothers voice echoed behind us

         “Very good my beloved I am proud of you, sleep well and have sweet nightmares. My beloved and hers”