Catch me
Title: Catch me 1/?
Pairing: Alex/Mitchie/Jennifer
Summary: Mitchie of half native blood is captured and is forced to be queen Jennifer's personal slave. Tired of Jennifer's mistreat she falls for The kings daughter Alex. Then she learns that she is the queen's love interest too.
Mitchie clenches her eyes shut as she reaches the peak. She’d been running for months finding a way to run away from her captors yet she feels like this is the final battle and this time she looses. All the sweat and busting her brain cells to avoid her getting caught like the rest of her tribe. She saw how their eyes lost their spark as they were taken away. Forever.
Her parent’s blood had been spilled across like water to fertilize the soil. She sometimes wished that her mom hadn’t been born in this taunting place. Something in her mind tells her that she’s an ingrate and that she spent plenty of happy moments in those acres. The same acres she spent locked up with people with dark complexion. She had been alone but she understood the pain that the colored people next to her felt.
She spent nine days chained up against a tree. Because of her light complexion she thought the slave traders wouldn’t believe her a native, her father after all was a white men, yet here she was rubbing the metal against the tree bark hoping for fire to melt the bars. On the ninth night one of the slave traders felt the needs to impregnate her and unlocked her. And then her native side kicked in. She need the traitor in his private parts and ran. She left everything behind.
At least she tried to. Everywhere she went they followed her, stalked her and now here she is. In front of Love pit. It’s not that she doesn’t know how to swim. She’d named ever one of the fish in her tribe’s river. Swimming was something she loved. In fact diving in the water was something she wanted and then never come back. She then would join her parents…wherever they are.
Whoever saw her like standing right now in front of this water demon would call her crazy but she is knows she isn’t. If infuriated her that just when she thought she was safe her worst enemies had found her. She knows that as soon as that guy sees her he’ll make her pay.
What ever town she went to posters of her were hung. She resorted to stealing because she knew that if she were to enter the store at daytime she would be hung the next day. Or worse. On one of those wooden boats to England as a slave. She hated the word alone. Slave. To be owned by another being. What right do they have to tell her what to do? Tears threatened to spills as she thought of what her parents would think of this. Their daughter as a slave of a white man.
How could she be slave of her own race? It disgusted her and she leans towards the pitt. The sound of the water knocking on the rocks fails to drown the yells of the men behind her yet she can’t bulge. Instead the just stands there and is taken away.
Pairing: Alex/Mitchie/Jennifer
Summary: Mitchie of half native blood is captured and is forced to be queen Jennifer's personal slave. Tired of Jennifer's mistreat she falls for The kings daughter Alex. Then she learns that she is the queen's love interest too.
Mitchie clenches her eyes shut as she reaches the peak. She’d been running for months finding a way to run away from her captors yet she feels like this is the final battle and this time she looses. All the sweat and busting her brain cells to avoid her getting caught like the rest of her tribe. She saw how their eyes lost their spark as they were taken away. Forever.
Her parent’s blood had been spilled across like water to fertilize the soil. She sometimes wished that her mom hadn’t been born in this taunting place. Something in her mind tells her that she’s an ingrate and that she spent plenty of happy moments in those acres. The same acres she spent locked up with people with dark complexion. She had been alone but she understood the pain that the colored people next to her felt.
She spent nine days chained up against a tree. Because of her light complexion she thought the slave traders wouldn’t believe her a native, her father after all was a white men, yet here she was rubbing the metal against the tree bark hoping for fire to melt the bars. On the ninth night one of the slave traders felt the needs to impregnate her and unlocked her. And then her native side kicked in. She need the traitor in his private parts and ran. She left everything behind.
At least she tried to. Everywhere she went they followed her, stalked her and now here she is. In front of Love pit. It’s not that she doesn’t know how to swim. She’d named ever one of the fish in her tribe’s river. Swimming was something she loved. In fact diving in the water was something she wanted and then never come back. She then would join her parents…wherever they are.
Whoever saw her like standing right now in front of this water demon would call her crazy but she is knows she isn’t. If infuriated her that just when she thought she was safe her worst enemies had found her. She knows that as soon as that guy sees her he’ll make her pay.
What ever town she went to posters of her were hung. She resorted to stealing because she knew that if she were to enter the store at daytime she would be hung the next day. Or worse. On one of those wooden boats to England as a slave. She hated the word alone. Slave. To be owned by another being. What right do they have to tell her what to do? Tears threatened to spills as she thought of what her parents would think of this. Their daughter as a slave of a white man.
How could she be slave of her own race? It disgusted her and she leans towards the pitt. The sound of the water knocking on the rocks fails to drown the yells of the men behind her yet she can’t bulge. Instead the just stands there and is taken away.