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Piper Jade was many things, but regretful or remorseful. She would have killed that goat again had she been in her right mind. Yes, she went overboard and killed his entire family. However, the world should be thanking her! Now that means genetic line had ended. She was doing humanity a huge favour, plus his wife deserved it the most. Allowing that filth to touch the children! Actively bring kids into that home knowing her husband was disgusting. So, yes she was high and as her public defender tried to argue a victim.
However, she could not get in front of the judge and degrade herself so. Cry and bare her soul when they, didn't care now or then when she needed adults. No, they were all going to throw her under the jail. Their minds were made up so she didn't bother to lie or hide. Despite how much her lawyer tried to convince her to act. Life in prison was nothing new to her, not when her body was her her hell.
She didn't expect to get the death penalty. That was utterly surprising, and over the next couple of years fight appeals. Piper got tired and as she read the letter from her lawyer. Something snapped, they had been calling her a sociopath for years. A person with narcissistic traits and borderline personality disorder. She was bipolar suffering from extreme highs and low lows. She was used to the drugs, the pills and the horrified looks.
Piper was used to all of that. Just not the feeling of eternal helplessness, even high on drugs with no money or place to live. She always had strength options, whether it was crashing on a dealers couch or selling for said dealer. She was never this, never pathetic, she couldn't take it. So many feelings, so little time... maybe it was the mania or perhaps pride. She decided for herself to fuck them all and take control.
It was not pretty! But, there was little she could do with plastic cutlery and paper thin bed sheets. It was messy, painfully euphoric and liberating. To be done with the prison that was her life. As the world faded she smiled lulled into darkness by the hysteria around her. The last thin she saw was the grey door of her jail cell being flung open by the guards and her mortified public defender.
Whatever death was supposed to be like. It definitely wasnt supposed to be like this! Flaoting surrounded by a red and orange sky. With fire for rain and rain for blood, leave it for her bad luck to keep fucking with her even in the afterlife.
'Little seal, finally you make an entrance' A sharp echoed.
'I still think she is weak' Another laughed.
'How dare you! Would a weak little seal mange that!' Piper yelled into the void. Angry at the judgemental voices. Eager to be done with the whole ordeal, having flash backs from her time on trial.
'Trial indeed... weak? We think not' Multiple voices rang out like bells.
'You are chosen little seal'
'Chosen, to save the world of ice and fire's
'A second chance'
'Only hope... the dragons must survive'
'What! NO....! I did not die so I could come back to life' Piper yelled only for her voice to be taken.
'Listen, little seal. This body must not die, it is the last of old Valyria' The voices laughed. 'You must survive little seal... you must ensure the dragon prince ascend the iron throne'
'The knight king must meet flames, only then will you rest'
Piper was falling! Plummeting through burning skies surrounded by rivers of blood. The sound of bones breaking engulfing her ears. There was little she could do, for even her voice failed her. All she could think about was how angry she was. How dare they hinder her plans? How dare they derail her plans! For the first time in months Piper felt the need to cry.