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I wandered the streets, woozy and bitter in nothing but what this time would call underware. When I was young and normal the underware would be a pathetic excuse for even a hankercheif.
The world certainly had changed but I did not have time to contimplate that as my feet banged me into the different buildings.


What had happened to me?
Had I truely fallen so far without my love? My dear sweet Asher?
What was I on?


I fell of the curb and into the filth covered street. It was then that I relised that some neo-sapien had attached a bunny tail onto my rear end. As if it wasn't garish enough.
Sighing in exasperation, I wallowed in my hatred

But then I felt a pair of hands,lifting me up.
A voice telling me soft words
A person picking me up to take me to saftey
A man, no a God , lifting my soul as well as my body so I might trudge on.

The God forced food into my mouth when I didn't want to feed,
He poured water into me as it burned my throat.
He gave me absolution

Then I passed out....
Apon waking I relised I was bound to a wall , my hands above my head like a proud whore waiting for the pimp to sample her wares.
The shakles were to high for my five foot two frame and I soon relised why.
On my feet there laid a pair of dancer's shoes...

Rather Louis 14 of shoes... what was I trying to think.. ah "tipy toe" shoes.

Pushing against the wall with what little might I had left I was able to stand a little taller, relieving the pull on my arms but inturn showing me that my leg was bound by acliche ball and chain.

Why would someone do this to me?
Who would bother?
And did they know what I was?

My mind didn't care anymore. My hazel eyes were the only thing left to show my determination.
I was after all , A girl of Belle's line.
As soon as the chains would break, whoever had tied me up was going to pay