[Areka D'Rinishad]

Areka squirmed and swung her arms and legs more and more trying to break free of the circle of men. She was starting to fear for her life and wondered if running away from how was the best idea. All she wanted to do was to get away from the awful things that called themselves her parents but the world was not kind to a child when drunk men were evolved. And to make it matters worse it seemed the group of people who had come to witness the happenings were to afraid to ban together to take on the group of three drunken men. They would rather be afraid and let harm befall the child.

Areka had seen a small window of hope where the two of the men had stepped apart enough for her to slip through and run. Judging by their size and how much they had drunken she could may be able to get away if she sprinted first. Unfortunately for her though before she could plan it fully out in her mind she was caught and her hand were bound behind her back. To make matters worse ever since the hood had come off she was having trouble seeing. (She was even more pissed at her parents now for not wishing to live of the surface) Areka struggled to break free so she could put up her hood but yet again was failing at her attempt and she was soon met with a dagger at her neck.

Areka eyes filled with fear and thoughts of truly dieing at the moment consumed her mind. She was so afraid and if she could cry she would. The years of beatings had made her so tough and teared out. Areka had to try to keep her mind clear if she was going to try to figure a way out of this. "What...what do you want from me?" Areka said in a low whisper. The men only laughed and grinned and poked and touched and fondled her more as the bystanders did nothing to help her. Areka could not believe that the world would be so cold as to let this happen. She would at least tried to help even if she would have lost in the end.

Coming to the conclusion that she was all alone she decided to make one last move with the strength she had left. She picked up her foot and threw it back just high enough to kick the guy bounding her hand were it really hurts. When he let go of her hands and sunk to the ground in pain she reached her small hand out to try to knock the dagger out of the other mans grasp. Sadly she just wasn't strong enough. The dagger stood firm in his hand and the last man he put her in a bare grasp before she could turn and run for her life. The mans weight was to much for her and she collapsed to the ground hitting the ground hard with her right arm.