---- I woke up to a sound, a sound that came from my blonde haired creator. "Good evening... Master." I yawned out and relaxed on the bed, touching my skin. It was soft, not plastic. I put my hand to my chest and felt a heartbeat, and I gasped. "!" "Child, calm down..." "No! What have you done?! I was perfect! That was what you said! This is... This is..." I gripped at my arm, not caring if the pain attacked me. I was in a body, a human body. "... Think of this, as a gift for your birthday, Claire." "..." I stared at the man. His violet eyes captivated me, but now they were shrouded in vain. "... What..." 'Have you done...' ---- :0
----- Life has been quiet. I shrugged off another one of Master's commands and continued to scrub the dishes, not quite adjusting to my new body... "Claire, is the tea ready?" His tone of voice wasn't normal. It wasn't warm and full of love like when he used to talk to me, it was now cold... Like winter... "..." I breathed in a whisp of the smell, taking in something I never experienced before. "Claire, sit." I sat down next to him, twiddling with my fingers. He stroked my cheek and I stared up at him. "... I shouldn't call you a child anymore. You're only three years below my age... You're a woman, Claire." "Y-y-yes... M-" He shushed me before I could speak. "No. Call me-" I couldn't hear the end of his reply. The door banged and I stood up to get it, ignoring the look in his eyes. They were dark with intent and I walked to the door, opening it to reveal an angry mob. "MONSTRE! MONSTRE!" I stared at them with my regular empty expression before replying in a small whisper. "Hello, guests. Would you like to meet the Master?" "MONSTRE!" "I am a doll. Not a monster." The mob eyed me for a moment, before a woman emerged from the crowd. "Cyan! Cyan! What has the demon done to you?! You were kidnapped and-" "Madame, she's not Cyan. She's the infamous conciousness of a doll, Claire, inside your late daughter's-" The man, a wizard studying dark arts, was interrupted by the woman. She was crying, her porcelain white face stained with the tears, and her red hair was undone. She stared at me with green eyes, before running to me, embracing me. "My dear child! God bless! You're alive!" I wrapped my arms awkwardly around her, patting her back. "... I am sorry. Who are you?" "Cyan! Tis your mother!" "... I do not have a mother." I craned my neck to stare at the people, as they turned to everybody else. "Claire! What's the commotion?!" "Sir... There are guests..." "... Madame, she is Claire. Not Cyan." The woman glared at the man before stepping back, submerging into the crowd. Her face was sunken as she walked back into the angry mob. "BURN HER!" "No! Tear her limbs apart!" The men was shouting vulgar words and threats at me, and I only blinked in response. "No! The child. She is innocent! Kill the demon!" --- :0
------ I was pushed out of the way, being tranpled in the process. It hurt, unlike when I was a doll. The house burned and I could hear screaming, coming from not the young master, but the men inside. A group of women picked me up, and I learned from experience that struggling was futile. ---- I was dropped onto a bed as nuns treated me, wiping away the sweat I gave off as they chanted something, something that would make the "demons" inside me run away. "Cyan!" "My name is Claire, Miss." "Not anymore. Not anymore." Her glare towards me must've been final, because I was shushed. "You! Conciousness of a doll! Get the hell out of my daughter's body!" When I wouldn't budge, she slapped me. "My daughter has the grace of a swan! You, are nothing but a rag doll!" The woman went on and on about grace, until she looked at me. I was in a dress my former master made, a dress that went along with the body he designed for me. "Doll! I said get out!" I knew I had to play along with thi mentally insane woman, so I began coughing and hacking, struggling, kicking at nothing. The woman was grinning, her horrid teeth shining white. "Yes. My daughter has will! She won't be defeated by the likes of you. Go back to hell!" I stopped moving, and lay there. My eyes rolled to her and I faked surprise. "Mother!" "Cyan!" She embraced me in a hug, and I pushed her away. "I heard what you said. Mother." ---- Ahahhaahaha.