*The young child made her way up the stairs to the apartment building, hesitantly pushing the door open. She bit her bottom lip, her light blue eyes scanning around the empty hallway before she made her way down it. One foot followed the other in hesitant steps, small feet not making a sound as they carried the small fem across the hallway. She was inside, but she had no idea what to do from here. she stopped looking around herself in a scared confused matter. A mix of dirt and blood covered the handmade white cloths she wore. They were made of hoarse material, cheap and easy to get. Not a sound escapes the small figure, as she looks around the hall again, finally finding a small corner to hide herself in. Though hide wasn’t really the word, she wasn’t hiding. she was keeping out of the way, so not to be a bother. She curled her legs up next to her, reaching a muddy hand to massage equally muddy feet. They hurt, and were numb from the cold, but she didn’t complain. She never complained, it just wasn’t her nature. She was taught not to complain, taught crying made it hurt more. Crying always made things worse it never helped. Nothing ever helped, there was no escape from her life.*
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Name: Caethes
Nickname: Cae, Caet,
Age: about 7
Gender: female
Species: Human/unknown
Powers: Unknown, apparently has powerful blood.
‘Standing’: slave
Appearance: Long brown hair that reaches about her midback. When kept care of it falls in almost wavy matter. She usually has it tied up, in an unkempt ponytail to keep it out of the way. it is never brushed, or clean. Worn blue eyes, that seem to change with her moods. Darker when mad, lighter when sad. Fair skin, that usually dirty, obviously doesn’t shower much if at all. Small and underweight, probably 20 pounds or more under the healthy weight. She wears a pair of white sweatpants, and a white tank top. Both looked ripped and dirty. She has no shoes or sweater despite it still being cold out. she has a scar on her cheek, and forehead. On her back/shoulder is also a scar, this one looks more like a brand or something, the letter A carved in under it the name Cyne. And on her arm/shoulder is the name Khalid. She has scars up her arms, legs, and back.
Personality: She is quiet and fearful. Sweet once you get to know her but otherwise she seems very withdrawn. She prefers to hide in a corner then play, she likes dark places. Likes going unseen. It hard to get through to her, but when you do she is extremely friendly. Polite, to the point it hurts. She constantly bowing, and referring to people as ‘m’lord’ and ‘m’lady’ She rarely if ever speaks out of turn, and never ask for anything. She seems very broken, emotionally and mentally. Very hard to anger, actually no one ever really saw her angry, except for her kidnapper. She doesn’t hate her master, though she has the right too. she respects him, and fears him.
Past: Born into Alpdrücken, to two slaves she was taken from her mother when she was only a few days old. Raised by random slaves that had no connection to her she from a baby was taught to never really have any connections. at the age of 3 months she was given to a female slave and left with her. The female slave was still a child herself, she was no older then 8, but with help of a older female she raised Cae, for their master. At the age of one she was taken from her assigned mother and sent to her real master where she was trained. Her master who was 2nd in charge of the vampire slave trade raised her viciously. Making sure she understood her role as a submissive. Despite this she was his pet. Which made life harder on her, because of his special feeling for her, he often paid special care to her work. And one slipup often ended up with her being whipped and beaten. He also felt she needed ‘training’ sessions to keep her young mind on track. His training sessions usually consisted of her being whipped. He treated her badly, and always used her to show off. She was his pet, perfectly trained, the perfect slave. She was proof of his training abilities and his wealth, she being worth a few billion in the trade being one of their best slaves. About 2 months ago there was a chaos broke out in the building. The slaves quarters went up into flames and a few prized slaves escaped. Afraid of an uprising of slaves and loss of valuable property mainly slaves. During this time a vampire that was against the enslavement of humans kidnapped her known her value, and the blow it would have on the trade itself. He recently abandoned her, not willing to risk his life for the destruction of the slave trade. Her owner is still looking for her
She still wears the slave cloths, never being changed from them
Every day It the same damn thing
Night after night, beating after beating
My life will never change
I live to serve I serve to die
I am your slave
I am your toy
So everyday I wake up to the same fears
Every day I cry the same damn tears
I can’t breath, I’m drowning
And I will never break free.
I will always live in fear
And my fear keeps me real
So hold me here, and never let me be free
For you are what makes me real
And I promise you, I don’t hate you
For I know in the end, none of this will matter
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