Your POV:
You opened your eyes to screams coming from down the hallway. 'What is that?' you wondered. You heard the screams again. Suddenly, you realized what the noise was! "Mother!" you yelled out, jumping from your cold bed in your chambers and running towards the chambers of your parents. When you came in through the door, you saw your mother lying on the ground, bruised and battered; she was almost unconscious. Anger filled your eyes as you gazed at her face, scarred and weary looking. 'Why must this happen so much? Why does she have to get hurt?' you thought furiously as you looked at your father, who was the one beating your mother. "Stop it, father!" you yelled. He turned his gaze towards you, annoyance in his expression.
Oh my Ra, we have such a tough life! (Me: I know, isnt it tragic?)
Oh no, he's looking at us now; we are so in for it! (Me: Um, what about your mother?)
Our FATHER did that? What a cruel person! (Me: Yeah, he is as worse as they come!)
Mother! How dare he? (Me: He dares because he is an arrogant pig.)
All of a sudden, your mother cried out to you. "Sami! No, dont hurt her; dont hurt my little girl!" Your father looked at her, and heard the desperation in her voice, and finally let you go. You dropped to the floor, gasping for breath. Bruises were beginning to form one your neck, and you whimpered as your father stormed out of the room. Your mother crawled over to you using as much strength as she could, and drew you into her arms. You dont know how long you stayed like that, with your mother, but you wished it would have lasted forever. You heard soft footsteps at the entrance of the room. "Sami, are you okay?" You looked up, and saw your best friend in the whole wide world gazing at you. "I'm alright, Marik." you answered weakly. Marik smiled, and ran over to join you. He gave you a small hug, and you buried your face into his shoulder. 'At least I have Marik and mother' you thought.
Aw, two year old Marik is so cute! (Me: Yes, he certainly is.)
OMG! Marik! Are we going to be paired with him? Please? (Me: Not quite, but maybe)
GRR, let me at that stupid idiot that dared to hurt me and my mother! (Me: Woah, chill, he wont be here for much longer!)
Okay, we would have been totally murdered back there if mother hadnt saved us! (Me: Drama Queen; he wasnt going to kill you!)
Before you could make a move, he grabbed your arm and twisted it, causing you to grit your teeth in pain. You werent going to scream no matter what; if there was one thing youd inherited from that bastard it was an obscene amount of pride. If he heard you scream then that would take away your dignity. Your father quickly grew angry at you for not showing any sign of pain, so he raised his fist, and sent it plunging into your jaw. You reeled back, clutching your face as a bruise began to form there. But there was no time to regain your breath as your father kicked you in the stomach. You fell to the ground. Any normal three year old girl would have been knocked out cold by then, but you were stronger than most three year olds. But you went limp as you were picked up by the neck, and shoved against the wall; being held against it, with your airways being choked by the hand that pinned you to the wall.
You wouldnt kill off the main character would you? (Me: Of course not! You wont die! Yet)
We are totally weak; we should have fought back! (Me: Once again, you are THREE YEARS OLD!)
I do not deal well with lack of air. Some one help me! (Me: I would if I could, but I cant.)
What do I care about that girl for; this quiz is the most boring thing in the world. (Me: Its only my second one! *cries*)
"Sami," he said, "You have been a thorn in my side ever since you were born! If you had only been a boy we would have a rightful heir to the tomb keeper clan! The Ishtars have a boy; Marik! But we are stuck with you. It is a disgrace to have a girl next in line! It is your fault that this is so; when you were born, your mother couldnt have any other brats, so now we are stuck with you! DO not make me hate you even more than I already do, now get out of my sight!" You had learnt to deal with the verbal and physical abuse your father gave you, which is why you shook your head and stood by your mother. "No! I'm staying with my mother!" Upon hearing this, your father growled, and stormed over to you.
RUN AWAY! We are in so much trouble right now! (Me: Coward.)
This quiz sucks! (Me: Then why are you taking it at all?)
We should hide, but we have to protect mother from that maniacal lunatic. (Me: Go you; finally, someone sensible!)
Who cares; I can take him on! Hes no match for me! (Me: Um, youre three at the moment, I dont think so!)
Okay, last part, sorry this has been so short: What do you think of your character? Rate at the end please!
We are really tough for someone our age, and we seems to have been through a lot. (Me: True, quite true)
I honestly dont care; this quiz is too bad for me to care! (Me: Gee, I feel so loved.)
We have seen far more than most three year olds, but there are still lots of hard times ahead. (Me: Youve got that right!)
Ooh, were really pretty! Blonde with blue eyes! CUTE! (Me: Yeah, I know!)
Well, that was part one of The Piece That Didn't Fit! I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry it was so short, but it's only the first part. I hope the picture loads; it shows Marik holding out a chain of flowers. Part two should be coming sometime later this week.
