Chapter 13 A Game Of Checkers

Liliana Roslyn's POV.

Commander Lucas. King Adrian and Linda in media......

How many more struggles can I thrive? When positioned as an oppositional player to this cerulean eyed, most intelligent man, sitting opposite me while the 12×12  checkers board lays on the large wooden table between us. He's more intelligent than I think. No scratch that! He's more intelligent than I would ever think. He obviously knows everything.

For the past two hours or so, I guess. That I've been playing this game. I've not won any. One diagonally move of one of my men (uncrowned pieces of checkers) leads to execution. And with that.. I lose.

In less than five minutes of we playing the game, he would have crowned his men (becoming kings).

"Focus Ana." He instructs continuously. I've been free from viewing myself as a slave since my stay here. He makes me feel like there's no bad, cruel world out there that's ready to suck me dry without any consequences. Lucas calls me by name throughout, not pet, slave, or.. Dog.

"Ana, you have to analyze each movement." He says for the millionth time while pointing to the broad board. "You must move your men strategically and with tactics. Your knight (men) must move in protecting themselves and their crowned men(kings)" I scoff at his sayings. He's been repeating the same statement all over. If I didn't know better, I'd have call him a NPC- non playing character because of his continuous statements.

Like I even have a crowned men. I sarcastically thought and I guess Lucas didn't read my mind 'cause he didn't comment.

His cerulean eyes are calculating as they watch my every move and.. Bam! He's got my men again.

"I give up." Finally I say, getting bored.

I mean,who plays for hours which involves losing and not get bored. It's frustrating. Also, there's a reason why I continued playing before and its all because I don't want to go outside of this room. I don't want to face any horror.

Lucas stand up to his full height and walks to a fridge. He walks back, seconds later with his two hands holding a juice box each. Of course, I reluctantly collect it from him. I'm still amaze by his sudden care.

"Brave one, never give up. Never." His voice's laced with seriousness.

"This game." He points to the checkers board. "Is a theoretical version of playing the inter-players practically."

What?! First intra-players, now inter-players.

Can't he just make me understand at least a word.

"Where did you get this broad board?" I ask, referring to the 12×12 checkers board.

Lucas smile and walks to the opposite side of the room where we came from. I sip my drink as I follow him, hoping he'd answer.

"I made it myself." He answers and continue. "My apologies, but I need to go and rest." And feed. I complete his statement in my head.

Lucas  chuckles. "You are a lot smarter."

Suddenly the half filled juice box in my hand move onto the table near us and so does the same for Lucas'. He folds both his hands behind him and walks closer to me, serious minded. "I need you to make use of everything I had told you here."

"Lucas, I'm still a slave or emit, whatever you call it, and there's absolutely nothing you've said here that can be fulfilled by me. I'm just human." I sigh.

"That's why I shall support you and protect you from any danger. Ana, you have nothing to fear for. Not even Adrian would hurt you."

I wish, I could rely on him but I have a feeling that even Lucas knows that he can't always protect me. I know he's got the body and powers. All of that maybe needed, but he can't be everywhere and he can't be watching my back every time. He's just trying to cheer me up and I appreciate that. One thing is still sure, humans will always be filthy before benders and to the saying that no evil shall come to me or any humans is.. Doubtedly.

Lucas opens his mouth but he suddenly stop and I begin to worry to why he didn't talk. Is something happening?

He turns to the large door direction while I hide myself behind him. Seriously, his frame covers mine whole.

My human ear starts to hear clicks. Oh, he must have heard that from afar. If Mrs Rogue can hear our every activities at the academy then benders here are of no difference. The clicks soon turns to shoe clicks, now closer to the room.

King Adrian walks in and some how my breathing quickens. He's more hot under the dim light of the room, showcasing his flawless warm ivory skin. Jeepers creepers!

His hair is fixed nicely as the fore part is brushed back making some strands flop onto his forehead, and covering his left brow and that makes him hotter than hell. He's wearing a indigo well tailored suit which i'm sure will cost a hell of money. A black dotted white shirt on the inside, beneath the suit. The unbutton white shirt reveals a black ink at his right hefty chest. I'm guessing, its a tattoo. Indigo long and ironed trouser follow as I couldn't move my gaze from him. He completes his mode of dressing with a silver watch and a black shoe.

I notice his sparkling hazel eyes watch me intensely but somehow I couldn't drop my gaze from him. On the contrary, I don't care whatever rule or rules I've broken and still breaking. He's just magnificent and stunning. I'm sure tons of benders feminist would be drooling over him. Mere looking at him can cause any girl to collapse and dream of a fantasized environment where only him and the girl exist.

Isn't that what we imagine too? My subconscious says and I feel like slapping her. I guess, its true but I can't accept that consciously.

"Now you are allowed to eye-fuck." The cold hearted king whisper and my cheek instantly flush with the right amount of blood to cause blushing visible. Lucas didn't just say that which somewhat I'm sure king Adrian can hear.

Who am I kidding? Of course he heard as his lips curve in amusement.

I should have told Lucas to enlighten me more on benders powers and according to what he said. He mentioned lessoning me which most certainly means we should talk more often. I would use that to my advantage to know more about benders.

Wait, why do I even want to know anything about benders, my enemies?

I.. Am.. Weird.. And obviously attracted to.. Their king. Am I crazy?

Another door opens from another side of the room where a familiar figure walks in terrifically.

Just the last person I want to see right now. Linda has always been a perfect slave and when I say perfect, I mean she has a non bruises porcelain skin. Never have I seen her been punished as she heeds to every instructions and Mrs Rogue would always use her as an example of what we should become.

She's wearing a black dress with red strip at the abdomen. Simple but elegant. She's stunning but if only beauty can describe one's attitude then I wouldn't mind having her as a close friend. She fixed her hair straight and draw them to her back. A silver heel shoe that's too high for my liking but still beautify her, complete her dressing. Even with all those wondrous dressings of hers, I still couldn't help but hate her more. I wonder how she and Rita even became friends. She's a devil in form of human.

⚠️ Attention. There's going to be a mature content in this flash back.. Rape, to be straight forward. Read at your own risk⚠️.

*flash back*

On that fateful day, I offended Mrs Rogue by not listening to her during biology class. A biology class that involves, me taking off my dress to show the female reproductive tract which I refuse to. Then she sent me out to perform a punishment. I'll better serve a punishment than lose my dignity. And I'm thankful, I still have one unlike many others. After the punishment, it was at night when Linda lied by telling me that Mrs Rogue wanted to see me in a room she leads me into. The room was pitch dark when I entered but before my legs could take me out of the room. I see Linda close the door. Immediately, I start to panic, unsure of what's happening. Until the door freezes followed by gush of a heavily cold air. My body trembled both from the coldness and the bad feeling that making my stomach runs upside down but more for the masculine chuckles. I turn my back only to be met by two tiny deep blue glows and I'm guessing that's someone's eyes.

Suddenly the light switch on, on the spot I'm standing. The light faces me directly penetrating into my eyes that seems not to even close at that kind of intensity.

"Aren't you the bitchy human girl that never listen?" A masculine voice ask.

Ignoring his threatening question, I start to plead. Even a stubborn slave knows when to fall in line, and obey.

His deep chuckles fills the whole proximity and quickly as my human legs would take me, I run towards the door and bang it. Hoping someone will help.

"For someone who thinks she's the smartest is actually the most stupidest, don't you agree darling?" The voice says.

"Please, I'm sorry. Let me go." My cries of tears filled the room as salty liquid stream down my face. Everything happens quickly, the air is knocked out of me abruptly, followed by the anguish pain that comes from my mouth when my back hits the wall by bent water which surrounded my stomach and slam me.

"No one can save you even if the door opens." He stated. I started to beg again. "Quiet, slave." He smirk. He bent water from the jar and swirl it around before slamming it against me. I almost scream again from the erupting pain but he bent the water to my mouth, closing it. While the remains holds my stomach against the wall, making me to stand upright. "I will teach you how to listen. " he adds.

Suddenly, he's in front of me and before I know it. He tears off my clothes and then sucks the flesh beneath my neck hardly. It was irritatingly sensitive. Making me know I'm doomed!

His two bands brush my stomach, rubbing the flesh lustfully. "I'll make you come so hard you wouldn't leave dators or sex classes again." My inaudible voice continued to beg as he pause. "You will beg us to even give you an extra class." He added.

"Let's see if you are as delicious as you smell. Your scent is quite strong." Now my mumbling sounds rises. Oh, no! This can't happen!

He hastily removed my bra. His hands cupping my breast immediately. My tears flow freely now, and I didn't bother to fight against anything. Its all vains. He pinches my nipples but all I felt was pain, humiliation, embarrassment and most importantly powerless. Powerless to fight. Powerless to protect myself. It's true about what  benders used to say about us. We are fragile.

I close my eyes tightly, hoping to disappear from this situation. All I want is death and now I promise myself not to ever beg benders again. It never make them stop but makes them feel powerful, superior to us. It makes them want to hurt us more. And that's what fate is making me pass through.

He touches the most sexually sensitive part of my womanhood through the only undergarment on my body.

"Awn, you are not wet for me. Well, it doesn't stop anything." His mouth move to the back of my ear. "I'll fuck you anyways. So hard."

As he ripped off the last clothing on me and his filthy hands touching the flesh, I hear a swooshing sound then the shattering sounds of the window glass breaking then a grunt. My brain immediately sends impulses throughout my body, telling me that he's stop his assault. My eyes opens quickly and I find no one. Surprisingly the icing melt and I quickly put on a dress which I found on the chair. I didn't even bother until now, when everything starts to come back. I quickly put on my shoe and walks towards the shattered window slowly. I gulp down the uneasiness feeling in my throat. One minute, I'm being humiliated and the next, I'm here alone.

I look around but couldn't find any sign of that bitch that takes almost all of my sexual firsts. At least I'm grateful, he didn't take my virginity. That's one thing I pray I take with me to the grave which will happen soon. The referendarius is just months away.

"He wouldn't awake for months." A feminine voice says from behind me and I flinch at the startling. I thought, I saw a white glow from her mesmerizing eyes. She should be of my age and she has beautiful chest nut skin. Her black skin looks more adorable when she flash me a smile. Her black hair reaches just below her ribs as its packed in a ponytail. "But since he's a water bender, he should probably awake in around two to three months"

How did she know all that? The instructor must have fell, and I'm guessing the amber eyed girl saved me.

She continued. "By then we would have been transfered from here. Which means you won't see him again and since he wouldn't participate in this year's slave buying, he can't buy you then." She smile again as she walks closer. She seem warm and her manners are cosy.

"I'm Rita."

*flash back over.

Linda is already bowing without checking out the figures present inside here. Like the bitch she is, she's a perfect slave.

Lucas voice snap me out of my overthinkings. "Enough eye-fuckings." And adds. "I need to rest brother, see you around." Lucas eye brightens blue glows and turns to Linda.

"I'm coming, Linda. Just some minutes." Lucas excuses himself. Did he just give some hint of respect to Linda. How the hell did he receives those bad names? He's been nice since day one.

"Yes sir." Linda says and courtesy. Pathetic!

King Adrian and lucas walks to the inner part of the room. When they are out of sight, Linda straighten up and her gaze met mine.

"You bitch, you manage to survive." Linda surprisingly says, not too loud.

I roll my eye at her. How can someone suffering and knows the pain it brings still inflict it on others. Well, that's the case of Linda. She knows how painful it is to be bullied yet she does it to others. Right now, I don't have time for her stupidness.

I scoff. "I'm the bitch." Note the lucid sarcasm. "You desperately need to do a check up for mental disorder 'cause you surely do have one. Wait.. " I say with irritation. "Who's the bitch here?" I ask rhetorically. "You are the bitch. You are the one who's nothing but a slave that would lick benders ass just to please them. And where does that lead you? Where does your loyalty for Mrs Rogue lead you? To top it up. You became an emit at last. Now I ask again, who does the name bitch fits here?"

With that I move out of the room, not even waiting for answers or the two brothers. I don't know where I'm going but I made sure not to pass the hallway that lead to the room as I pace back and forth.

Assuming Rita hadn't have saved me, which I still don't know how she did but will be forever  be grateful, I would have been broken on that day. I can't even imagine the emotions the student who wants to take my step will hold when they heard that I've been raped by a anonymous identity. They will surely not want fight for their right anymore. Linda is to be blamed for everything. Why would she ally with a bender to destroy me? I honestly don't have the slightest clue to how Rita became Linda friend. Apparently, Rita is somehow weird. I mean, I've never seen her have an enemy not even benders. Even the instructors never punishes her, they act like she doesn't exist. Maybe its luck for her.

Since that day, I've promised myself never to beg any creature especially benders in particular. It doesn't lead to any good, its kind of make them feel even more superior.

A distant hooting sound wakes me from my train of thought and I raise my gaze, searching for the source. Finally, they land on the staircase where a owl stands on the rail. It's hoo.. hoo.. Sounds feels familiar and it caught my undivided attention. I feel like its calling me and before realization throws it self at me, I'm near the stair case already. Centimeters away from the owl.

Everything seems familiar.. Its the owl I saw on the beast thing and this is the staircase where she chased me to before my sexy chick boy saved me. I quickly shake my head, I don't know why I feel attracted to king Adrian. Its weird and I can't root it out. Suddenly the bird flies down the staircase and I instantly have an obsession to follow it. Maybe it might lead me to her.

What's wrong with me? Why did want to see a creature that scares me more than a benders does?

I don't know what's wrong with me but I find myself trailing after the owl. After many turns as we are in room and to my surprise. I'ven't seen any security man.

I finally made another turn which the mysterious owl direct or so I've guessed myself as it motion its head to that direction. Making the turn into the corner, misunderstanding tells me quickly that I didn't take the right direction as my terrified eyes meet with him. The bender that my thoughts lingers to just a while ago. The one who harassed me and almost raped me.

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