Night nodded slowly, smiling at the fact the Hriob took her somewhere alone, "I knew I'd have to tell you eventually. My dad made us do a lot of things we never would have had we of still had our realm. We would learn tricks like circus clowns to get money to travel and buy materials. One day we were packing up for the night and one if the boys in charge of the ice elks that pulled our caravans went missing. We searched for hours until finally we found him, his throat slit and hung by his feet, his mothers necklace stolen along with a bracelet he won in poker. My father was furious, he really wanted whoever was responsible to pay the price. So he tracked the group of thugs down and with a few of our men tied them all down and made my older brothers Bloodshed and Redcrest who were twins fetch the rest of us. Then he made us all take their emotions one by one, telling us it was okay because they were such bad people. Yet once we did, all nine of us were thrust into this intense pains in our chest. It was unbearable and our screams drew our mother over. She slapped my father across the face telling him he was a monster and that he had forever tainted our souls. We were isolated from everyone for days in our own caravan with her. She refused to let my father near us, telling us never to forgive him for what he had done. We younger ones didn't want to be mad at him but the older ones did as they were told, without question. I was no exception, I loved both my parents so much and I refused to pick sides. However this pain never subsided, it only got worse and so did we. We were corrupted, our insides screaming as they were being pulled in all directions at once. We were holy beings, never doing a thing wrong in our lives...so doing something so wrong to our bodies as to steal ones very reason for existing shattered its morals completely. Now all our souls wanted was to feed...and we discovered soon enough that it took away the pain but in its stead left what was called Black Ice. Life sometimes acts out in funny ways, and this is its way for getting back at us. We were taught to control it best we can and to only prey on people who's souls are already tainted. I just wish this life wasn't shared with Misery, because she's so small, the pain is so much worse...it's just horrible" she sighed shakily holding back the urge to get angry or cry. She kills herself everyday knowing her father chose this life for them, but she still can't help but love him unconditionally just like her mothers and siblings. That's what made the cuse bearable, they stuck through it all together...now that there were only three of them left, it was really, really hard to still feel accepted for what she was.
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