She was born on the beginning of a new year. Born with almost white hair and two coloured eyes. She is powerful but doesn't realise it. She is given to the ocean and the king of the waters took interest in her, not for good but to torture her. The king is the merciless ruler of the water world who is known across the world; both on land and underwater for his lack of empathy and fierce ruling. What isn't known to the world is that the king is crazy. His need to kill and obsession on things is what gave him the name "IMMITIS" What will happen when the King finds out a human survived in his underwater kingdom for twenty three years? Will he kick her out or will his obsession come to play? What will happen when the human girl finds out the king has taken a weird liking to her? Will she run away or endure the torture?. And what are the mysteries behind the human girl. Timeline: the 1200s
(The year 1213)
TW; vomiting,blood,labour,drinking.
It was the beginning of a New year, and it is popularly believed that the beginning of a new year also signifies the beginning of a new thing. In this case, it signifies the beginning of a new life.
It was the night before a new year in a small village located in the outskirts of Athens, a fief of the Latin empire. A party was being held at the village square in favour of the new year. Drinks and food covered multiple tables at the party and people filled themselves up like the world was coming to an end.
At the other end of the village, Inside one of the dark and scanty stalls of a market is a woman covered in sweat and vomit. Alcohol in one hand, thick coagulated blood on the other with people surrounding her as she laid on the floor with her legs parted. The other alcoholics beside her seem to find the blob of blood on her hands edible and they proceed to consume it while one of them shouts "fifteen minutes more, you need to push it out"
The woman lying on the floor rubs her bloody hands on her belly as she suddenly remembers that she's pregnant
"Yeah, let's get this done!!" She shouted and the others hooted in support.
The woman started to push, it was very painful and forced as she wasn't supposed to go into labour for another week. She was in pain but was determined to get the baby out.
After about ten minutes of pointless pushing,she asked one of her drunken friends to shove his hands into her and drag the baby out. Despite being under the influence,the friend disagreed but was soon persuaded to do it. If he delivers her baby for her, he would be given the title " DRUNKARD OF THE YEAR". This was a title held amongst the friends,it is given to the person who does the craziest thing in a month or year and the person gets free drinks for a certain period of time.
This enticed him a lot and without thinking he shoved his hands into her birth canal and dragged what seems like the feet of the baby out. The slimy and slightly blue skin of the baby disgusted him and he vomited on the floor and the legs of the baby, the remaining body still in the mother's canal.
The woman soon realised she'll have to do the rest by herself as her friend looks like he is about to pass out. "Two minutes more" someone said,reminding her of the time.
She looks forward to see the tiny legs of her baby dangling,she could easily drag it out of her but she was disgusted by the fact that her friend's vomit was on the legs of the baby and the floor beneath it so she opted to pushing instead.
She pushed with all the energy she has in her while her friends were shouting and chanting incoherent nonsense. She cussed at the baby,calling it multiple names as she was starting to sober up and was feeling the pain. She continued pushing, desperately wanting to get rid of the pain and the baby.
As the time soon reached ten seconds before the beginning of a new year she knew she had to be fast unless she'll loose the bet, she started pushing more and more with more strength and vigour, holding onto one of the weak wooden pillars in the stall that looked like it had seen better days.
"Seven,six, five..."
She sucked in a deep breath and pushed as hard as she can.
"Three,two,one..."
*plop*
"Happy New Years!"
Loud wailing of a newborn could be heard along with cheers and wet swallows as they all cheered and drank their liquor. Even the Newly delivered mother cheered and drank her almost empty bottle of booze that she never let go during the labour.
After she drank and poured the liquor on her face and chest, she shouted a little more before sitting up, grimacing at the pain that came from her womanhood. She looked at the tiny,crying human between her legs. It was a girl, she was covered in blood and mucus,her entire body blue but slowly regaining colour.
"Looks like she choked of your pubic hair Farley" someone joked but nobody laughed.
Farley (the mother) slowly bent down and picked up her daughter still crying, she bounced her arms in attempt to shush the baby, she lifted up her top and breastfed her,using her scarf to wipe the blood and mucus of her baby's head. Her baby's head was covered in blue-grey hairs,she was surprised as herself had brown hair and the supposed father of her baby had the same colour as her.
"I've never seen that before" the friend who helped deliver the baby said, standing outside and face facing the night sky.
All the drunkards who seems more drunk now staggered and stumbled outside. Farley held her baby firmly to her chest as she slowly stood up, her legs shaking as she wanted to see what the amusing thing in the sky. As she walked outside she wandered if the alcohol she drank was magical as she was a little confused on how she has more energy compared to what newly birthed mothers are expected to have.
Before she could answer herself,something big and bright caught her eyes in the sky. It was the moon, a full moon to be precise that had the colour of amethyst which only happens once in almost never. Farley and her friends stared in awe as the stare at the moon whose colour was like fiery purple and as big as it could ever be.
Tiny hands caught Farley's attention and she looks down to see her baby's hands raised towards the moon and her eyes wide open. Farley gasps in shock, not because her baby has stopped crying and was cooing at the moon but because of the colour of her eyes. One was the colour of the moon on a normal day and the other the colour of Amethyst. The same as the moon shining down on them.
Farley's gasp caught the attention of the others and the all stared down at the baby,leaving shocked comments here and there about her eye colours and everything about her in general.
"What kind of baby is she"
"This is really weird and shocking"
"Should we be scared,this is a very rare situation"
" Can this be a coincidence?,her eyes cannot randomly be the same as this rare moon"
"At the beginning of a new year still?!, she must be powerful"
Farley listened to all the comments her friends made while her eyes remained on her daughter. She dismissed all the comments not wanting to make a big deal out of nothing but the one that stuck out to her the most is..
"She must be the daughter of the moon".
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