Isabelle skipped to the courtyard, dragging her captives behind her, the rest of the family, form the mother and grandmama to the youngest child. they were all tied up, in magically reenforced ropes, made from their own drapires. Isabelle stood by the fountian, and sat, on the edge, while directing her captives to sit in the grass or the tile court. She really didn’t care, as she had a firm hold on their bindings. She looked down at her dress, and smiled at the newest red patterns. Even splatters of blood decorated her exposed skin, she gave her captives a small smile, before humming a small lullaby.
“Shh... don’t cry little one” she cooed to the youngest child. Barely one, and she was justly irritated. Pulling the small child’s binding, she brought her up and held her on her lap. The babe looked up at her, her eyes wide as she leaned against Isabelle and started sucking her thumb. “No crying, it will be all over soon dear heart” Isabelle cooed.
“Get your paws off my daughter you demon” the mother spat, working over her fear to a rage.
“Shut up you, whore of a dog” Isabelle snapped at the lady, nay, the former lady of the manor. Shifting her body she rocked the little babe in her arms, with a smile. The child was so innocent, so perfect. That instant Isabelle wanted her for herself, the child would be her own.
“Listen you daughter of a demon’s whore” The woman began standing up, “I want you to keep your blood filled hands off my daughter...if you don’t i swe...” Her tirade was cut off as two throwing knives made their way to her stomach. Isabelle’s hair, was down, her pig tails gone the instant she used the throwing knives. Placing the babe down, she skipped over to the bleeding woman, her hair flying in the wind that she created. Taking out Onyx, she knelt over the body of the woman. She looked up at Isabelle in a mixture of fear and disgust which then turned into pain as the poisonous blade cut open her torso below her beating heart. Sticking her hand into the woman’s body, she ripped out the still beating heart and held it in front of the family and the lady as she dies.
“Next one to step out of place, this will happen to you okays!” She laughed with pure glee as she then set the heat in the middle of the family, before stepping on it, as she headed back to the baby girl she left.
Picking up the child she turned to the family and sat down properly like a lady.
“you have until my sister and brother come out, talk, converse, only one is going to live” She sang out while playing with the child on her lap.
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