Yan

When your life was determined at birth at the lowest point you don't have many chances to fight it, but when you can see your own fate you have a chance to change it all if your willing but you may not get there.

There are many places where inkdrain are treated as slaves this was what a child was born into, as soon as she reach a year old she was sold to a rich household as a maid. She was taken care of by many of the other inkdrain but at age 3 she became able to see the future so inorder to not be beaten she changed her fate at first she didn't believe it, if anyone made a mistake they would find the problem and beat it till it was fixed or dead. She used this to her advantage never being beaten and never stepping out of line.

At age 5 her power wasn't able to help her she tripped spilling washing all over the ground her owner caught her and locked her in a room for hours it was musky and she had chains fastened to her hands and legs. They stripped her of her clothes leaving her in the cold. The memories are faded but she doesn't try to remember what had happened or how long it happened.

At age ten her wish to never go through that again became stronger as she worked. She learned something horrible about her owner, he had always kept one female inkdrain as his own “mistirs” and the previous one was getting to the end of her “youth” so he was going to be rid of her. She looked to her power to see who would be chosen and she wished she hadn't it was going to be her it would occur in a few years but this still terrified her to no end.

Years passed but the dread never did, she didn't want to be her owner’s toy only there because, becuause? She didn't know why did he want her? She had no name and only worked, her hands were crusty and her hair ragged and tangled. So why? She turned 16 and realized when the other slaves said how pretty she looked despite having features that made her slave like. She feared the worst now and it was getting stronger and stronger as the days passed. She could feel her masters eyes staring at her until the day when the previous “mistrus” came to where the slaves slept, everyone was surprised and happy that she had returned but the fear became reality as the master walked in and ordered them all to bow before him.

He looked around at the slaves seeing which he'd take for his new “mistress”. She knew that this was her last moment of freedom then her master grabbed her and dragged her out and tossed her into a room with a bunch of clothing lining the walls. She was told to dress in one, reluctantly she did, it was beautiful and made her look like a doll. Then she was taken to a part of the house where they cleaned her hair and nails and made her a white ivory chain that went around her neck. She wanted to run she wanted to fight back but the fear and the hopeless pulled her down. She was then pulled to her master who stood up and looked at her from every angle then said “your name is Yan now, this is your chance to begin a new”. The room was quiet she didn't dare speak back but after those few moments he dragged her away and and…. she didn't wish to remember it happened so many times that she became numb to it all, sometimes he'd take her and show her off to his friends, they were envious of her exotic beauty they didn't care to look into her eyes and see the tears no they only saw her body not the girl inside.

This became normal to her and she stopped paying attention to her emotions and became nothing but a doll, doing as her master wished. She didn't look at the eyes of those she called family due to the fear and worry they'd have for her. Until she once again saw something in her power her master lying on the floor in a puddle of blood and a doll, burning in a fire. The doll survives partly broken but the master burned away.  Yan felt something after the vision; a feeling of joy that gave her two colours two deep reds the colour of blood and revenge. She smiled and walked to the slave quarters where she would tell them about her vision and how they would one day be free, yet as time went on she got another vision one where she died. Her master would stab her then make her into a crystal, unlike most she never feared this she revelled in the thought of being truly free from the man so when her time came she looked him in the eyes and said “a doll I may be but I shall live” and those where her final words. She felt the icey steel go through her and she smiled one last haunting smile at him before she passed.

She woke up in the ruins of the basement of her old masters home and her body felt light as if it wasn't there then she realized she was a ghost and the doll she saw was now her new body. Now the question lies where do you go when your life is finally yours?