Morgana age 9 (3 months later)

Mother has become harsher now. She says it's punishment for running away. 

But I've escaped for now and found mother's diary in a pile of old papers. There isn't much in it but I sat down and read them. 

ЅᎾ ᏆℋℐЅ ℐЅ Ꮖℋℰ ℱℐℛЅᏆ ℰℕᏆℛᎽ ℱᎾℛ ᎫᎾUℛℕᎯℒ ℱℐᏉℰ. Ꭿℕⅅ ᏆᎾⅅᎯᎽ ℋᎯЅ ℬℰℰℕ Ꮖℋℰ ℬℰЅᏆ ⅅᎯᎽ Ꮎℱ ℳᎽ ℒℐℱℰ! 

ℐ ℰЅℂᎯℙℰⅅ ᏉᎯℒℋᎯℒℒᎯ ℱᎾℛ Ꮖℋℰ ⅅᎯᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ℳℰᏆ Ꮖℋℰ ℳᎾЅᏆ ᏇᎾℕⅅℰℛℱUℒ ᎶUᎽ. ℋℰ ᏇᎯЅ ЅᎾ ℋᎯℕⅅЅᎾℳℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℂℋᎯℛℳℐℕᎶ. ℋℰ'Ѕ ᎯℒЅᎾ Ꭿ ℙℋᎾℰℕℐX Ꭿℕⅅ ᏆℋℰᎽ Ꭿℛℰ ЅᎾ ℛᎯℛℰ, ℬUᏆ ℋℰ ℳᎯᏦℰЅ ℳᎽ ℋℰᎯℛᏆ ЅᏦℐℙ Ꭿ ℬℰᎯᏆ. ℋℰ ЅᎯᎽЅ ᏆℋᎯᏆ Ꮗℰ Ꮗℐℒℒ ℳℰℰᏆ ᎯᎶᎯℐℕ ℕℰXᏆ ᏇℰℰᏦ, ℬUᏆ ℐℱ ℳᎽ ᎶℛᎯℕⅅℱᎯᏆℋℰℛ ᏇᎯЅ ᏆᎾ ℱℐℕⅅ ᎾUᏆ ℐ ᏇᎾUℒⅅ ℬℰ ⅅᎾᎾℳℰⅅ Ꭿℕⅅ ᏇᎾUℒⅅ ℕℰᏉℰℛ ℬℰ Ꭿℬℒℰ ᏆᎾ Ѕℰℰ Ꮖℋℰ ℬᎾᎽ ᎯᎶᎯℐℕ.

ℐ ᏇᎯℕᏆ ℕℰXᏆ ᏇℰℰᏦ ᏆᎾ ℂᎾℳℰ ЅᎾᎾℕℰℛ, ℐ ℂᎯℕ'Ꮖ ᏇᎯℐᏆ! 

Mother sounds so happy. Why is she no longer happy? Did I do something wrong? I continue to read over the next entry. 

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℐ'Ꮙℰ ЅℰℂℛℰᏆℒᎽ ℬℰℰℕ ℳℰℰᏆℐℕᎶ ℒUℂℐUЅ ℱᎾℛ ℳᎾℕᏆℋЅ ℕᎾᏇ. ℋℰ'Ѕ ЅᎾ ℂℋᎯℛℳℐℕᎶ! ℐℕ Ꮖℋℰ ℒᎯЅᏆ ℱℰᏇ ℳᎾℕᏆℋЅ Ꮗℰ'Ꮙℰ ⅅᎾℕℰ ЅᎾ ℳUℂℋ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℋℐℳ! 

ᎾℕℒᎽ ℳᎽ ℋᎯℕⅅ ℳᎯℐⅅℰℕ ᏦℕᎾᏇЅ ᎯℬᎾUᏆ ℒUℂℐUЅ, ℐ'ℳ ЅℂᎯℛℰⅅ ᏇℋᎯᏆ Ꮗℐℒℒ ℋᎯℙℙℰℕ ℐℱ ℳᎽ ℱᎯℳℐℒᎽ ℱℐℕⅅ ᎾUᏆ. ᏦℕᎾᏇℐℕᎶ Ꮖℋℰℳ, ᏆℋℰᎽ ᏇᎾℕ'Ꮖ ℰXℂℰℙᏆ ℋℐℳ. ℬUᏆ ᏇℋᎾ ℂᎯℛℰЅ ℐᏆ'Ѕ ℳᎽ ℒℐℱℰ! ℕᎾᏆ ᏆℋℰℐℛЅ! Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ⅅᎾℕ'Ꮖ ᏇᎯℕᏆ Ꭿℕ ᎯℛℛᎯℕᎶℰⅅ ℳᎯℛℛℐᎯᎶℰ Ꮗℋℰℕ ℐ'Ꮙℰ ℛℰᎯⅅᎽ ℱᎾUℕⅅ ℒᎾᏉℰ! 

Lucius made mother so happy. Where is he? Maybe I could find him and he could make mummy happy again. 

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℐᏆ'Ѕ ℬℰℰℕ Ꭿ ᎽℰᎯℛ ℕᎾᏇ. ℳᎽ ᎶℛᎯℕⅅℱᎯᏆℋℰℛ ℱᎾUℕⅅ ᎾUᏆ Ꭿℕⅅ ℋᎯЅ ℬᎯℕℕℰⅅ ℳℰ ℱℛᎾℳ ЅℰℰℐℕᎶ ℒUℂℐUЅ. ℬUᏆ ℐ'ℳ ℛUℕℕℐℕᎶ ᎯᏇᎯᎽ! ℐ'ℳ ℕᎾᏆ Ꭿ ⅅℐℛℰℂᏆ ᎶᎾⅅⅅℰЅЅ ᎯℕᎽᏇᎯᎽ! ЅᎾ ᏇℋᎯᏆ ⅅᎾℰЅ ℐᏆ ℳᎯᏆᏆℰℛ, ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℐᏆ ℋℰℛℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ᏇᎯℕᏆ ᏆᎾ ℬℰ ᏇℐᏆℋ ℒUℂℐUЅ. ℬℰЅℐⅅℰЅ ℐ'ℳ ℋᎯᏉℐℕᎶ ℒUℂℐUЅ' ℬᎯℬᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ᏇᎯℕᏆ ᏆᎾ ℬℰ ᏇℐᏆℋ ℋℐℳ Ꭿℕⅅ ℋℰ ᏇᎯℕᏆЅ ℳℰ. ℐ'Ꮙℰ ℙᎯℂᏦℰⅅ ℳᎽ ℬᎯᎶЅ Ꭿℕⅅ ℋℰ'Ѕ ᎾUᏆ Ꮖℋℰℛℰ ᏇᎯℐᏆℐℕᎶ ℱᎾℛ...

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℳᎽ ℒᎯЅᏆ ℰℕᏆℛᎽ ᏇᎯЅ ⅅℐЅℛUℙᏆℰⅅ, ℳᎽ ᎶℛᎯℕⅅℱᎯᏆℋℰℛ Ꮖℛℐℰⅅ ᏆᎾ ЅᏆᎾℙ ℳℰ. ℬUᏆ ℐ ℰЅℂᎯℙℰⅅ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ'ℳ ℒℐᏉℐℕᎶ ℐℕ Ꭿ ℳᎯℕᎾℛ ℋᎾUЅℰ ᏇℐᏆℋ ℒUℂℐUЅ, ℐᏆ'Ѕ ℳᎽ ⅅℛℰᎯℳ ℂᎾℳℰ ᏆℛUℰ. ℋℰ'Ѕ ЅᎾ Ꮶℐℕⅅ ᏆᎾ ℳℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℳᎽ ℬUℳℙ. ℋℰ'Ѕ ᎯℒᏇᎯᎽЅ ℒᎾᎾᏦℐℕᎶ ᎯℱᏆℰℛ UЅ. ℐ'Ꮙℰ ℱᎾUℕⅅ ℳᎽ Ꮎℕℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ᎾℕℒᎽ. Ꭿℕⅅ Ꮗℰ Ꮗℐℒℒ ℋᎯᏉℰ ᎾUℛ ᎾᏇℕ ЅℳᎯℒℒ ℱᎯℳℐℒᎽ ᏉℰℛᎽ ЅᎾᎾℕ. ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℳᎽ ℒℐℱℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℒUℂℐUЅ! 

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℰᎯℛℒᎽ ᏆᎾⅅᎯᎽ, ℐ ᎶᎯᏉℰ ℬℐℛᏆℋ ᏆᎾ Ꭿ ℬℰᎯUᏆℐℱUℒ ℬᎯℬᎽ Ꮆℐℛℒ. Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ЅᎾ ᏆℐℕᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ℳℐℕℰ! ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℋℰℛ ЅᎾ ℳUℂℋ! Ꮗℋℰℕ Ѕℋℰ Ꮎℙℰℕℰⅅ ℋℰℛ ℰᎽℰЅ ℱᎾℛ Ꮖℋℰ ℱℐℛЅᏆ Ꮖℐℳℰ, Ꮖℋℰ ℬℒUℰ ЅℙᎯℛᏦℒℰⅅ ℒℐᏦℰ ᏆᎾℙᎯℤ ⅅℐᎯℳᎾℕⅅЅ. Ѕℋℰ ℋᎯЅ ℳᎽ ℰᎽℰЅ, ℬUᏆ ℒᎾᎾᏦЅ Ꭿ ℒᎾᏆ ℒℐᏦℰ ℒUℂℐUЅ. ℐ ℱℰℰℒ ЅᎾ ℒUℂᏦᎽ. Ꮗℰ ℕᎯℳℰⅅ ℋℰℛ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℂᎯℕ ᎯℒℛℰᎯⅅᎽ Ꮖℰℒℒ Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ᎶᎾℐℕᎶ ᏆᎾ ⅅᎾ ᎶℛℰᎯᏆ ᏆℋℐℕᎶЅ. ℐ ℳUЅᏆ ᎶᎾ ℕᎾᏇ, Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ℂℛᎽℐℕᎶ Ꭿℕⅅ ℙℛᎾℬᎯℬℒᎽ ᏇᎯℕᏆЅ ℱℰℰⅅℐℕᎶ. ℳᎽ ℬᎯℬᎽ Ꮆℐℛℒ. 

Attached to the entry was a picture... Of me... Baby me... I thought mummy had burnt all of them 

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℒUℂℐUЅ ℐЅ ᎾUᏆ ᏆᎾⅅᎯᎽ, ℐᏆ'Ѕ ᎫUЅᏆ ℳℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ.

Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ 6 ℳᎾℕᏆℋЅ Ꮎℒⅅ Ꭿℕⅅ ℒℰᎯℛℕℐℕᎶ ЅᎾ ℳUℂℋ ᎯℒℛℰᎯⅅᎽ. Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ЅℙℰℂℐᎯℒ, ℕᎾᏆ ℒℐᏦℰ ᎾᏆℋℰℛ ᎶᎾⅅⅅℰЅЅ ᏦℐⅅЅ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℋℰℛ ЅᎾ ℳUℂℋ.

ℐ ℋᎯℛⅅℒᎽ Ѕℰℰ ℒUℂℐUЅ ℕᎾᏇᎯⅅᎯᎽЅ, ℋℰ ЅᎯᎽЅ ℋℰ ℋᎯЅ ℬUЅℐℕℰЅЅ... ᏇℋᎾ ᏦℕᎾᏇЅ. ℐ ᎫUЅᏆ ᏇℐЅℋ ℋℰ ᏇᎾUℒⅅ Ѕℙℰℕⅅ ℳᎾℛℰ Ꮖℐℳℰ ᏇℐᏆℋ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ. Ѕℋℰ ᎯⅅᎾℛℰЅ ℋℰℛ ℱᎯᏆℋℰℛ, ℬUᏆ ℐ ⅅᎾℕ'Ꮖ Ѕℰℰ ℋℐℳ ᏇℐᏆℋ Ꮖℋℰ ЅᎯℳℰ ᎯⅅᎾℛᎯᏆℐᎾℕ ℱᎾℛ ℋℰℛ.

ℬUᏆ ℐ ЅᏆℐℒℒ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℋℐℳ, ℐ ᎫUЅᏆ ℋᎾℙℰ ℋℰ ЅᏆℐℒℒ ℒᎾᏉℰЅ ℳℰ. ℱᎾℛ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ'Ѕ ЅᎯᏦℰ... Ꭿℕⅅ... ℐ ᎶUℰЅЅ ℳᎽ ᎾᏇℕ.

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℋℐℳ! ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℋℐℳ! ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℋℐℳ! ℋℰ ℕℰᏉℰℛ ℋᎯЅ ℱUℂᏦℐℕᎶ ℬUЅℐℕℰЅЅ!! ℋℰЅ ᏆᎾᎾ ℬUЅᎽ ℱUℂᏦℐℕᎶ ᎯℕᎾᏆℋℰℛ Ꮆℐℛℒ! 

ℐ ℂᎯUᎶℋᏆ ℋℐℳ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐᏆ ℬℛᎾᏦℰ ℳᎽ ℋℰᎯℛᏆ. ЅᎾℳℰ ℋUℳᎯℕ Ꮆℐℛℒ! ℋℰ ᎾℬᏉℐᎾUЅℒᎽ ⅅᎾℰЅℕ'Ꮖ ℂᎯℛℰ ᎯℬᎾUᏆ ℳℰ Ꮎℛ ᎾUℛ 3 ᎽℰᎯℛ Ꮎℒⅅ! 

ℐ ᏆℋℛℰᏇ ℋℐℳ ᎾUᏆ. ℐ ℕℰᏉℰℛ ᏇᎯℕᏆ ᏆᎾ Ѕℰℰ ℋℐℳ ᎯᎶᎯℐℕ! ℬUᏆ ℰᏉℰℛᎽ Ꮖℐℳℰ ℐ ℒᎯᎽ ℰᎽℰЅ Ꮎℕ ᎾUℛ ⅅᎯUᎶℋᏆℰℛ, ℐ Ѕℰℰ ℋℐℳ. ℐᏆ ℱℐℒℒЅ ℳℰ ᏇℐᏆℋ Ꭿℕ UℕℂᎾℕᏆℛᎾℒℒᎯℬℒℰ ℛᎯᎶℰ! ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ᏆᎾ ᏆᎯᏦℰ ℐᏆ ᎾUᏆ Ꮎℕ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ, ℬUᏆ Ꮖℋℰℛℰ'Ѕ ℕᎾ Ꮎℕℰ ℰℒЅℰ ℋℰℛℰ. 

ℐ ℂᎾUℒⅅ ℱℰℰℒ ℳᎽЅℰℒℱ... Ꮖℋℰ ⅅᎯℛᏦ ℙᎾᏇℰℛ ℱℒᎾᏇℐℕᎶ ℐℕᏆᎾ ℳℰ Ꮗℋℰℕ ℐ ℂᎯUᎶℋᏆ ℋℐℳ! ℐ ℂᎯℕ'Ꮖ ℬℰℒℐℰᏉℰ ᏆℋℐЅ! ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰ ℋℐℳ.... ℕᎾ... ℐ ℒᎾᏉℰⅅ ℋℐℳ! 

Daddy... Cheated... On mummy... And cause I look like daddy, she hits me... I'm sorry mummy...

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℐ ℋᎯᏉℰℕ'Ꮖ Ѕℰℰℕ ℒUℂℐUЅ ℱᎾℛ ℳᎾℕᏆℋЅ ℕᎾᏇ Ꭿℕⅅ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ ᎯЅᏦЅ ℳᎾℛℰ Ꭿℕⅅ ℳᎾℛℰ ᎯℬᎾUᏆ ℋℐℳ. ℐ ᏆUℛℕℰⅅ ℛᎾUℕⅅ Ꭿℕⅅ ℋℐᏆ ℋℰℛ Ꮖℋℰ ᎾᏆℋℰℛ ⅅᎯᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℳᎽЅℰℒℱ, ℬUᏆ ℐᏆ ℱℰℒᏆ ᎶᎾᎾⅅ... ℐℕ Ꭿ ЅᏆℛᎯℕᎶℰ ℬᎯⅅ ᏇᎯᎽ. 

ℒUℂℐℱℰℛ ℐЅ ℂᎯℳℰ ℛᎾUℕⅅ ᏆᎾⅅᎯᎽ, ℋℰ'Ѕ ℳUℂℋ ℬℰᏆᏆℰℛ ᏆℋᎯℕ ℒUℂℐUЅ ℰᏉℰℛ ᏇᎯЅ. 

ᎯℱᏆℰℛ ℋℰ ᏇᎯЅ ⅅᎾℕℰ, ℐ ℱᎾUℕⅅ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ Ꭿℕⅅ ℒUℂℐℱℰℛ'Ѕ ЅᎾℕ ℕℐᏦℒᎯUЅ ℛUℕℕℐℕᎶ ℛᎾUℕⅅ Ꮖℋℰ ᎶᎯℛⅅℰℕ... ℋℰℛ ⅅℛℰЅЅ ᏇᎯЅ ℱℐℒᏆℋᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ᏇᎯЅ ℱUℒℒ Ꮎℱ ℛᎯᎶℰ ᎯᎶᎯℐℕ. 

Ꮗℋℰℕ ℒUℂℐℱℰℛ ℋᎯⅅ ᏆᎯᏦℰℕ ℕℐᏦℒᎯUЅ ℋᎾℳℰ, ℐ ℙUℕℐЅℋℰⅅ ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕ ℱᎾℛ ᎶℰᏆᏆℐℕᎶ ℱℐℒᏆℋᎽ. 

ℐ ℋᎯᏆℰ ℳᎽЅℰℒℱ. 

ⅅℰᎯℛ ⅅℐᎯℛᎽ,

ℳᎽ ℰᎽℰЅ ᏆUℛℕℰⅅ ℬℒᎯℂᏦ Ꮖℋℰ ᎾᏆℋℰℛ ⅅᎯᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ℋᎯⅅ ᎶᎾ Ѕℰℰ ℳᎽ ᎶℛᎯℕⅅℱᎯᏆℋℰℛ ᎯℬᎾUᏆ ℐᏆ. ℋℰ ЅᎯℐⅅ ℐ'ℳ ℂᎾℛℛUℙᏆℰⅅ ᏇℐᏆℋ ⅅᎯℛᏦℕℰЅЅ. Ꭿℕⅅ ℐ ⅅᎾℕ'Ꮖ ᎶℐᏉℰ Ꭿ ℱUℂᏦ! ᏆℋℐЅ ℐЅ ℋℐЅ ℱᎯUℒᏆ! ℒUℂℐUЅ! ᏆℋᎯᏆ ℕᎯℳℰ ℱℐℒℒЅ ℳℰ Ꭿℕ ᎯℕᎶℰℛ ℒℐᏦℰ ⅅℰᎯⅅℒᎽ ℙᎾℐЅᎾℕ! 

ℐ ℛℰᏆUℛℕℰⅅ ℋᎾℳℰ ᏆᎾⅅᎯᎽ Ꭿℕⅅ ЅᎯᏇ ℋℐℳ ℋᎾℒⅅℐℕᎶ ᎾUℛ ⅅᎯUᎶℋᏆℰℛ, ЅᎯᎽℐℕᎶ ℋℰ'Ѕ ᎶᎾℐℕᎶ ᏆᎾ ᏆᎯᏦℰ ℋℰℛ ℱℛᎾℳ ℳℰ! 

ℐ ℂᎯℕ'Ꮖ ℒℰᏆ ᏆℋᎯᏆ ℋᎯℙℙℰℕ!! Ѕℋℰ'Ѕ ℳℐℕℰ!! ℕᎾᏆ ℋℐЅ!! ℳᎾℛᎶᎯℕᎯ ⅅᎾℰЅℕ'Ꮖ UℕⅅℰℛЅᏆᎯℕⅅ! 

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Mummy... I'm sorry... 

I hid the diary and ran back to room, to process what had happened to mother... I hate daddy! 

Morgana age 9

I've been at Niklaus' for over a year now, I've been so happy here! He's taught me how to fight, but he's nicer, not like mummy. 

No one knows about me being here apart from Danielle and Nikkie. That's how I would of liked it to stay, but I bumped into Mikael one day... I had never met him before but what he does to Nikkie

makes me hate him... But he was kind to me, he said he'd keep it a secret.

 
One day I was fast asleep, I heard something moving in my room. I woke up, cuddling the teddy Nik had given me and I saw him packing my bag.
"Nikkie what are you doing?" 

"Morgan you have to go home now" 

I stare at him in shock, "but but but YOU PROMISED I COULD STAY HERE AND THAT YOU WOULD LOOK AFTER ME!!" 

"Your mummy needs you Morgan, you can't stay here any more" 

I can see long bruises stretching up his arms and round his neck. 

"I DONT WANT TO GO HOME!!" 

"YOU HAVE TO MORGANA!! FOR YOUR MUMMY" 

I don't say anything, I get up and hug the teddy he gave me and snatch my bag from him "I thought you were my friend" 

"I am Morgan, but your mummy needs you" 

"No she doesn't...." I can't look at him anymore.

I hear him sigh and he teleports us to outside my house, I can feel the fear course through my body as I see my mother standing at the front door. 

"I'm sorry Morgan, I'll see you soon" 

I ignore him and walk into my house. 

As soon as I'm through the door, it slams shut and I'm left standing in darkness. I'm frozen in fear, I hate the dark, mummy can get me in the dark. 

"Your such a wicked child Morgana"

CRACK

as the first whip is brought down on my back. I scream in agony, but stay standing.
"Why did you run Morgana?"

CRACK

as the second whip hits my back, forcing the air from my lungs, but I stay standing, I'm not letting mummy win.
"WELL ANSWER ME THEN MORGANA!"

CRACK,

I finally collapse to my knees, tears streaming from my eyes.

"I....I....I....I'm sorry Mummy" I stutter, finding it hard to concentrate from the pain. 

CRACK

"SORRY ISNT GOOD ENOUGH"
she screams at me, followed by a series of
CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK

CRACK...
I curl up on the floor ls the whip only hits my back... I'm finding it hard to breathe... Darkness starts to block my vision and......I...... finally......... pass.......... out. 

Morgana a week later (age 8)

I had woken up and I had no idea where I was or what had happened. After a while I suddenly remembered and I trembled with fear… at least I don’t think I’m at home.

That’s when he walks into the room. I felt like the huge knot in my stomach had been untied.

“MORGAN! YOUR AWAKE!” he shout and runs over smiling and hugs me tightly, “I was so scared I was gonna lose you”.

I smile and hug back, trembling, unable to control my body.

“You’ve been out for over a week!! A-a-a-a-and and your heart stopped…three…times” he says sadly “Danielle had to bring you back” clinging to me, his voice shaking, I could tell he was holding back his tears… I don’t know if it is joy or what.

“I-I-I-I am sorry” I stutter.

“It’s ok, its ok” he kisses my cheek and instantly he goes red “I um um, sorry” he lets go of me.

I smile at him happily “its ok” I then think back and turn sad again “I thought Danielle would take me home”

He shakes his head, still slightly red, “she knew your mummy did it, she wanted to keep you safe”

I nod and snuggle up to him, feeling safer near him.

He wraps his arms round me again “you’re not still hurting are you? I could ask Danielle if she could get you painkillers”

“I’m fine… thank you” I smile.

He nods and smiles shyly at me.

“Are you ok?” I ask, worried about him. ‘I wonder why he keeps going red’ I think.

He shifts uncomfortably and pulls at his sleeves to hide something “I’m fine”

I instantly know he’s not fine and launch myself at him and pin him down and pull his sleeves up and stare at his arms in shock.

He squirms underneath me, wincing, I’m not sure why though. “MORGAN! Let go please” he cries out and I let go instantly, my face a mask of horror.

“it’s nothing, I swear its nothing, I’m fine” he pulls his sleeves back down and gets up, “I’ll be right back, I promise “he turns to run from the room, I see the blood soaking through his shirt.

“Please… don’t leave me here alone… let me heal you” I plead.

He backs out the room and closes the door. I sit there alone, hugging my knees as I feel the darkness take over again and I pass into a dark sleep.

 

I’m fast asleep when Niklaus returns, my eyes are puffy and so are my cheeks, I must have been crying. I don’t hear him walk over he lies next to me, cuddling me.

                As my nightmare becomes worse, I scream and cry more. In my dream, my mum is whipping me to fight harder, the dog is back. Its tearing me apart. I scream and scream for help and no one comes, my tears flood down my cheeks more.

                He shakes me to wake up, his face horrified. His soothing voice brings me back to the real world, “Morgan wake up, wake up, it’s only a dream”

                I wake up trembling and cling to him, the tears still flowing.

                “It’s ok, I’m here, no one is going to hurt you”

                I shake my head, “she got in my dream. My back hurts”

                His face looks horrified again, “can I? um can i have a look?” he stuttered.

                I nod and turn round and lift up my top, I cringe as soon as the cold air hits them. He traces the 4 new claw marks that travel from my neck to the base of my spine, I wince as he does and he looks sickened by this… but I’m used to it, “is there any way to stop this?”

                “I don’t know” I say sadly.

He takes some strange bottle out of his pocket and pours it on my back and rubs it in, I wince then relax as I feel myself healing and I lie back into him. “Thank you nikkie”

                He smiles and hugs me tightly, “don’t thank me”

                “You’re he reason I’m still alive”

                “No, Danielle is” he snuggles into me

                I shake my head “the thought of you coming round to play, kept me fighting, you my best friend Nikkie!”

                “Then I guess I need to thank you, because it’s you that kept me going, so I guess we equal” he smiles at me brightly. I smile and giggle back he always sounds so posh.

                He rests his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you, I give you my word, while you stay here, you’ll be safe”

                I hug him tightly , tears of joy in my eyes, “you sound like my granddaddy Thor” I say proudly.

His mouth drops open “that’s so COOL!! MY BEST FRIEND IS ROYALTY!” He jumps up and tackles me onto the bed. He tickles me causing me to giggle loudly and squeal in happiness “I can’t believe you’re a goddess”

                I scramble away from his wiggling fingers “I am… though I haven’t got my powers yet”

                “I wonder what you’ll get… what do you want?”

                “Electricity” I say and smile at him proudly and happy, “like Odin, mummy got Thor strength and I don’t wanna be like her”

                “No electric shocking me when you get your powers” he looks at me scared.

                I giggle, “maaaaayyybbbeee a mild shock” I wink at him.

                He rolls his eyes then looks sad “I won’t get any powers now”  he says quietly, looking down at the floor as he says it.

                “Why not? Your daddy is Satan”

                “Because of me being a hybrid, granddad said that it means that the power of my bloodline is cut off so I won’t get any now” he says sadly.

                I look at him shocked “you’re a…. what?”

                “I’m sorry, daddy said not to tell” he hugs his knees to his chest sadly, “I got attacked by this pack of wolves a few months ago and and” he starts to shake, I look at him worriedly “turns out they were hybrids, wolf and vampire and because I was bitten…. I turned into one”

                I pounce on him and hug him tightly, burying my face in his chest. He smells nice, he always smells nice, “mean wolfs”

                “yeah” he says still shaking “I don’t wanna talk about it anymore, I got training with granddad in a bit…” I look at him sadly, I don’t want him to go. “but we could play after? I could show you my room if you want?”

                I just nod and keep hugging him. I don’t want him to go. I want him to stay here with me. He squeezes me tightly before he gets off the bed to leave. I look at him sadly “bye nikkie”.

                He smiles at me “see ya later princess Morgan” he bows to me grinning, then runs off giggling”

“bye bye my prince Nikkie” i giggle and look under the bed and pull my rucksack out and pull my book out.

I open the first page and throw the book across the other side of the room in fear. I sit there hugging my knees, staring in shock at the book. Black smoke starts to pour out of the book and slowly take form as my mother. “YOU WICKED CHILD!! WHY DIDN’T YOU DIE?!?! WHY DID YOU RUN?!?!? I WILL TAKE YOU BACK AND MAKE YOUR LIFE WORSE, MORGANA!!!”

I sit there sobbing, my whole body trembling with fear. When the book is slammed shut again and the figure disappears. I crawl timidly to the book and on the cover of my favourite book, in red writing was….

 

Morgana age 8

Training has gotten a lot harder now, I nearly die everyday, but it's helping me become stronger... Maybe I could beat my mum and become my own person, like Grandfather said I could. 

Today's challenge was to kill a whole pack or wolves... I'd be killed, I knew that straight away! 

I remember the poem Thor had sent me by mind message as a way to keep me strong...

"Battle torn, worn and weak,

I stand in line to fight

The wolf is hungry for his meat,

Which I'll not be tonight."

Packing my bag, i decide it's time I leave... The way I'm treated isn't fair and I would be a lot safer somewhere else, away from her... 

"My sword I raise above my head, 

And sound my battle horn.

Odin if you hear me, 

My allegiance has been sworn."

My grandfather's last words to me, flowing around my head. He's right... I can be my own person... Not the cold hearted witch she wants me to be either.

"The strength of Thor is in me,

I'll not fall as prey.

With Tyr along to guide me,

I'll find victory this day!"

I pick up my rucksack and sneak down the stairs... I can hear my mum in her office... The door is open... I quickly run past bolting for the door....

"My brothers lay before me,

In battle they've been beat.

They died like noble Norseman,

So in Valholl we will meet."

My appears in front of me... Her eyes blood red... She grabs me by the neck and drags me to the basement and straps me to a table... My eyes widen in fear. 

At first she cuts out my tongue so I'm no longer able to scream, she cuts and injects strange substances me. 

"Battle torn, worn and weak,

This conflict has run long!

The wolf has had his fill of meat

The warriors will is strong"

Bored of me, mummy takes me to the forest and dumps me there, hoping the pack of wolves I was suppose to kill would kill me instead and I passed into a black nothingness. 

"Hail the Einherier!

Hail those that have served.

Hail to the fallen!

All Hail those now falling."

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I lie there all night, blood stained and feeling worse, the darkness faded hours ago, but I'm too hurt to move and heal... I'm hoping the wolves will eat me soon, so my miserable life could be over sooner...

                  I hear him running towards me, he kneels next to me, holding me in his arms, "Morgan!, Morgan can you hear me?" He says worriedly. 

                  I groan in response and open my eyes weakly, why are there 2 of him? I become dizzy again and my eyes slowly close again. 

                  "Morgan stay awake, please stay awake" he gets up holding me gently, I can tell he struggles to lift me, "I'm gonna take you home okay? Get you fixed" I feel him start to walk back towards my house.

                    My eyes fling open in terror, no not home, anything but home. 

                    I feel him stop walking "what's wrong? Is it your mom? Want me to get Danielle to heal you instead of taking you home?"

                    I nod slowly, I can't home, mother is there, I'll surely be killed and I don't wanna die, I wanna be with Niklaus, he's my best friend. I open my mouth to speak, forgetting my tongue is missing, he stares at me shock and I feel him almost drop me "m-m-m-Morgan?" He stutters, "what happened?"

                  I close my mouth and look away ashamed. He sits on the floor and holds me in his arms on his lap, still with a look of horror on his face, "Morgan, who did this to you?" Cuddling me protectively. 

                   I simply write 3 letter in the dirt MOM. 

                   He cuddles me tighter "your not going home, ever ever ever, your coming to live with me, where it's safe" he says in my ear and snuggle into him, feeling safe in his arms I hear Danielle walk over and she kneels next to us, "hey little ones, what's wrong?"

                        I look at Danielle timidly, terrified she'll tell mother. 

                        "Morgans hurt, would you heal her please?" Niklaus says matter of factly. 

                         Danielle smiles and nods "anything for you little one" she ruffle Niklaus' hair and then gently places her hands on my shoulders and closes her eyes chanting softly as heals her. 

                         My body feels warm and tingly, I smile at Danielle, thanking her. I smile sadly at Niklaus as the darkness clouds my vision and eyes finally shut from exhaustion. 

                         I feel myself slip from Nik's grip and fall into Danielle's. "You go home now little one, I'll take Morgana back to her mother." 

                       I hear Nik protest against Danielle's decision, but the darkness takes full control and I hear no more, not knowing if I'm going home or somewhere safe. 

Morgana aged 7 (part 2, trip to Valhalla)

Mummy said I’ve been a good girl recently and I deserve to see my family in Valhalla.

                Sitting on the steps that lead to the front door, I read my book as the maids load up the carriage with mine and mummy’s things. Me and mummy don’t talk about that morning and I’m not allowed to talk about Niklaus either. Instead I am to train. When not training I am to sit in my room and read books on fighting techniques. I hate the new me, I’m turning like mummy. The other day I killed the mean doggy… and I liked the rush it gave me. I’m a monster.

                “Morgana, darling, it’s time to leave” mummy calls.

I get up and walk slowly to the carriage, my book under my arm and the teddy my nana gave me in my hand. Also the necklace Niklaus got me takes pride and honour around my neck, I never take it off, it means too much to me. Mummy helps me into the carriage and I sit on the furthest side, pull my legs on the bench and hug my knees to my chest. I ache from last night’s beating. It’s my own fault. I let the book drop off my head, only wicked girls have bad posture… that’s what mummy says anyway.

                Mummy sits in the carriage next to me, “get some rest Morgan, it’s a long journey to Valhalla”.

                I nod and hug my teddy, as I swiftly fall asleep to the rhythm of the carriage.

 

I awake some hours later. I’m not sure exactly for how long I was asleep…

Mummy shook me awake. “Morgana wake up” she says as I yawn sleepily and rub my eyes, “look out the window dear… Valhalla is in our sights.”

                I sit up slowly, somehow I had awoken with my head on mummy’s lap and she didn’t care. I look out the carriage window and my eyes fill with a look of total awe and my jaw drops. Valhalla is huge! My mummy laughs at me softly, then controls herself and turns cold again. I sigh and just keep watching Valhalla from the window as we slowly get closer and closer. I slowly feel warmer inside, like this is the place I’m meant to live in… this is my home.

 

As the carriage pulls into Valhalla, my heart leaps with excitement. The streets are full of my favourite flowers; ribbons of my favourite colour hang from every house. As we near the town square, people are all around; they shout “WELCOME HOME MORGANA” and a huge banner is hanging above them saying the same thing.

               Tears of joy form in my eyes, but my mum gives me a warning look, telling me to compose myself. I do as I’m told, just as the carriage door is opened and I’m lifted out. I squeal in happiness as a huge guy carries me over to a small stage, he has long blonde hair and is laughing as he carries me. I giggle and hold onto him, he places me gently on the stage.

                “Welcome to Valhalla Morgana” he says softly, he hugs me and I tense under his touch. He looks at me worriedly, but I keep quiet. “I’m your grandfather, Thor… your mother has told me so many great things about you” he smiles “come your great grandfather Odin, is dying to meet you”.

                I smile as he takes my hand and we walk into the giant hall. Mummy follows at my side, warning me silently, not to say a word.

 

Hours have passed, my great grandfather Odin is scary, he’s like mummy

Granddaddy has prepared a HUGE ball for me though, I’m really excited!!

Mummy dressed me in my best ball gown, it was also my favourite. It showed my bruises though, but I didn’t care, I was too excited. I ran down to the ball room, the hall full of happy people, dancing and laughing.

                Great granddad and mummy aren’t here and granddaddy sits at a throne near the dance floor. I run down the stairs and bump into a young blonde boy. He looks older than me. I think he’s about 10. He smiles at me, “You must be the famous Morgana.” He says softly, his voice sounds like a chorus of angels, “I’m Troy. Would you like to dance?” I nod shyly, glad that mummy taught me how to dance. He took my hand and led me onto the dance floor and we waltzed to the angelic music that echoed throughout the hall.

                When the song finished he bowed and I curtsied, “You’re an amazing dancer” I said shyly, he smiles at me and nods.

                “It was an honour dancing with you, Morgana” and with that he walked off.

                I stood there, my heart pounding, I only ever felt like this with Nikkie. What did it mean?

I see Granddaddy walking towards me. He grabs my arm and drags me out the hall and towards my bedroom. Had I done something wrong? Was I not supposed to dance with Troy?

                He pulled me into my room and shut the door. He kneels in front of me and hugs me. “Morgana I need you to be honest with me, how did you get these bruises?”

                My eyes widen in fear, mummy warned me to say, I would be a wicked child if I told anyone about her hurting me. I look at the floor sadly and keep my mouth shut.

                He runs a finger over my bruises on my arms and I tense under his touch again. His eyes full of so many emotions: rage, disgust, sorrow and guilt. “Morgana, its ok, I won’t let whoever hurt you do it again, I’m going to protect you now” he says encouragingly.

                Still looking at the floor, I mumble “mummy did this to me… because I’m a wicked child.”

                He pulls me into an embrace and I tense under his touch, “Morgana, nothing what your mother says is true. At the end of the day, it’s YOUR choice, what you want to be… Whether that’s to be fun and adventurous or perky and intelligent. NOTHING what anyone else calls you is true, YOU decide what you are, it isn’t anyone else’s choice, it’s yours… follow your heart Morgana.” He puts his big strong hand over my heart, then hugs me again, I’ve warmed to his touch now and snuggle into him.

                My mother stands behind him, my eyes widen in fear, but I’m too drowsy to move and fall limp in Thor’s arms. He and mummy start shouting, then the darkness takes over and all goes black.

 

I wake up some time later, my head hurts and I hear the clip clop of horse hooves. My eyes widen, I’m in the carriage. I look up and see my mummy. I’m going home with her! NO NO NO!! I WANNA BE WITH GRANDDADDY!! My dress is torn and blood stains it, but I remain quiet. Knowing I’ve already been bad enough and don’t wanna make things worse… I miss Niklaus.

Morgana aged 7

Today is my 7^th birthday. I’m super excited, because the maids said whilst mummy is in Vallhalla, having the new baby, I could have a party. I don’t have any friends though, apart from Nikkie, he’s my best friend. But our parents have banned us from seeing each other, so I don’t think he will come.

                I sit in my room staring at the gifts my mummy left for me. She didn’t get me much as usual, but it was enough for me. I got a new outfit to train in and a couple of ball gowns, for when we visit Vallhalla in a couple of months.

 

I hear the maids call me down for some cake,

I walk down the stairs gloomily,

When

I

Hear

The familiar laugh…

I race down the stairs and into the living room. “NIKKIE!” I squeal in happiness. He smiles brightly at me as I launch myself across the room and hug him tightly, he hugs me back embarrassed.

                “Happy Birthday Morgan!” he hands me a small box. I let go and smile at him and open the present. Inside is a small star necklace with an M in the middle.

                “Thank you Nikkie, I love it!” I say as I put it on and then hug him tightly.

                He pulls away slightly and looks down at his feet awkwardly, “I hoped you would like it” he mumbles then looks up at me and smiles.

                I hug him tightly and kiss his cheek, he went bright red as all the maids around us said “awwwww” as he slowly hugged me back smiling. They brought in the birthday cake and every sang happy birthday to me. It was heaven.

 

After the Party….

Danielle said Nikkie could sleep over tonight. I was really happy, because I HADNT SEEN HIM FOR MONTHS!

                We lay together on the roof of my house, gazing at the stars together.

               

 

               “I missed you Nikkie, for the last 7months” I say sadly.

                He takes my hand and smiles at me “so did I, but at least we together now.”

                I smile at him and nod, “my mummy is having a baby, mummy says the baby is both of our baby bro or sisssy, but when mummy told your daddy” she paused and looked sadly at him, “he freaked , now we not allowed to see each other” I say in a sweetly sad voice.

                He smiles at me sadly, “daddy never told me,” his sad smile then broadens into a grin as he thinks it through “WE COULD BE A FAMILY! If we convince daddy it’s a good thing!” he says happily.

                I nod eagerly, then look at him sadly, “your daddy misses your mummy though” I say sadly.

                He looks sad at the mention of his mummy and I hug him tightly.

Me and Nikkie slept side by side that night, both of us sleeping happily, having no idea what was to come.

The next morning…

 

We both wake up trembling as we hear Lucifer and my mummy storming to my room again. Lucifer looks really angry as he storms over and grabs Niklaus. I cling to him, not wanting to lose my best friend.

                “NO DADDY” Nik cries out. He bites Lucifer, forcing him to let go of him. Nik wraps his arms round me tightly. “I’M NOT LEAVING MORGAN!!”

                I cling to him tightly, crying my eyes out, “Please don’t make him leave, please Mummy!”

                Mummy looks at me sinisterly. She manifests the belt in her hands. My eyes widen, as she cracks it down on my back, the sound echoing throughout the house. My scream follows. I collapse to the floor, letting go of Niklaus, curling into a ball. Sobs rack my body and cause my whole body to tremble.

                Niklaus snarls at my mother and snatches the belt from her hand. He whips it across her face, causing mummy to bleed. “LEAVE HER ALONE!”

                Mummy goes to hit Niklaus.

                Lucifer grabs her arm and slams her into the wall. Then grabs Niklaus’ arm and drags him out. Niklaus screams as he leaves, “MORGAN!”

                But I don’t move. Curled up on the floor. My body shaking as I cry.

                Mummy turns to me, her face sinister as blood drips from her forehead. “I hope you’re happy with yourself” she snarled “I LOST THE BABY, MORGANA! AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOUR WICKIDNESS KILLED THE BABY! YOU’RE A HORRIBLE CHILD MORGANA!” she screamed at me, then turned and walked out my room, a smirk spreading across her face, but I didn’t see it. She slammed the door and locked me in.

                My heart broke… the baby…. Died… because of me… maybe… I should… be a… good girl from now on… and have ice in my heart… like mummy.

 

 

Morgana aged 6

Today mummy made me train. She says I need to be a strong goddess like her and to do that, I needa train hard. She says I cant have any room for love in my heart, that makes me sad. I don't wanna be like her, I wanna be like my daddy.

My first test was to attack an angry doggy. But I didn't want to, so instead I went up to the doggy and tried to pet it. But the doggy turned round and attacked me and I screamed a blood curdling scream. Though mummy didn't care, she hit me with belt, whilst the doggy continued to attack me.
         Once the doggy got bored, Mummy spat on me and called me worthless, she walked off leaving me to die. Most of my bones broken and i'm badly bleeding, I wish I could just die...

(I drew the picture of Morgan, this is her after the training)

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I hear footsteps walk towards me....
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I cringe in pain, but soon relax as I feel the familiar touch of Nikkie. He smiles at me sadly and carefully lifts me into his arms. I snuggle into him carefully and cry into his chest, he cradles me and carefully carries me to my room, not saying a word. But the slow rhythm of his walking soon makes me drowsy and I fall asleep in his arms. The last thing I hear before I pass out into a deep dreamless sleep, is Nikkie's worried voice, "Morgan, stay aw...."

 

I wake up a couple of hours later. My head is resting on Nikkie's chest as he strokes my hair gently to soothe me. I'm still covered in cuts and bruises, but my bones have mostly healed now. He smiles at me sadly,
"I thought I was going to lose you Morgan, I saw everything! and I thought you were going to die!"
I looked back at him sadly, "Sorry for scaring you Nikkie, I was training with my mummy, but she let me get hurt badly."
He hugs me tighter, careful not to hurt me "you're my best friend Morgan. I made daddy talk to your mummy about it... they talking right now, Everything will be ok."
I smile at him to say thank you and snuggle back into him. The sounds of our parents talking fill the house, as we both fall asleep.

 

-LOUD CRASHES COME FROM ANOTHER ROOM-

We both wake with a jolt later that night, as we hear our parents arguing and shouting. Storming towards my bedroom, Nikkie clings to me and I to him. His dad barges into my room and pulls Nikkie away from me, I cry out as he is dragged away and mummy hugs me crying. She's shaking and dunno what to do, I've never seen mummy like this.
She explains to me that I'm going to have a baby brother or sister and that she told Lucifer the baby is his and he shouted and hit her.
She also told me I'm not allowed to see Niklaus again. This made me very sad and I curled up into a ball as my mummy left and I cried.