AN: So I thought about a storyline like this one and I wondered how the interaction would go. Bayelei is a very strong character in the Dragon Hunters RP but certain things have been known to mess with her emotions. I figured this would be after the RP me and Taji are doing now and it could possibly be something to tie in to the future RPs of this story (Yeah, I love this RP that much).
Bayelei’s mother basically disowned her as a child (I’ve gone into it a few times in some of the drabbles but for the most part the mother’s storyline has been vacant in the RP itself) because Baye had often sought out her father’s attention instead of hers and the inner workings of her mind caused her to associate the poor girl with being a criminal (Yeah, she’s a crazy bitch around this time and pushing away her husband for fear of losing the life she worked for in the military). Baye and Vita were separated due to the mother’s (Vette’s) wishes and haven’t seen each other until Vita’s return to Eastwyvern on assignment; the sisters are mainly trying to rekindle their bond without the presence of their mother watching over them. To Vita’s understanding, Vette has no idea that Bayelei is still in town or what she does.
I figure Vette could be in an alliance with Barlet and the man call her in after connecting the dots and finding that Vita and Bayelei are sisters and therefore share the same mother; except for Vette publicly announces that she was a single mother who only had the one child, Vita.
Bayelei is terrified of ever coming across her mother’s path again; the woman truly haunting her at times (an example being her downfall after feeling she’d been a failure; Vette called Bayelei a failure of a child before disowning her and it haunts her). There would be no love or kind feelings exchanged in their meeting because Vette has been quite corrupted even when she still had her family intact; the woman doesn’t see her child when she sees Bayelei, she only sees someone that is causing a disturbance with the military.
And with that, I’m going to get into this drabble; I’m hoping it turns out shorter than I think it might be but we’ll see. Aaron, Miller, Wendell, Barlet, Martin, Jarell, San, Madge and Sarah are Taji’s characters; Bayelei, Vita, Emmett, Aurora, Ceil, Shamus, Jurgo, Vette and Crusoe belong to me. Hope you guys enjoy!
The day began as any other; Bayelei would awaken at whatever house she found herself in and venture out to attend to any jobs she could find, the female hunter occassionally pestering Aaron and his guild of misfits for assistance. It wasn’t like Bayelei needed help; she just truly wanted the company and she trusted them well-enough to allow them on jobs she felt needed more than one hand (sure she could handle any of the jobs on her own but sometimes it was just quicker to ask for help and split the pay).
As evening settled in, Bayelei returned to her home for the evening; this time picking Aurora and Ceil’s place despite the noises of the children scampering down the hallways. It was meant to be another evening…that is until a message came from one of the military soldiers.
Aurora heard word that Vita was summoning her sister to the hospital offices, the woman quickly relaying the message with urgency. Bayelei thought to question it but she sighed and began the trek out to the hospital; slightly worried for what reason her sister would call her out to the offices instead of to her own home or the tavern. Despite the hardships of their lives, Bayelei was finally starting to really trust Vita; something that was hard to truly gain with the female hunter.
As Bayelei approached the hospital, she was stopped by one of the guards and led towards one of the back rooms; the man explaining the one who called her in being that way. When he didn’t say it to be Vita, Bayelei’s suspicions were raised and her weapons were soon at the ready. Even with caution however, Bayelei would never be prepared for whom she saw next.
The guard opened up the door to the back office and gestured the female hunter to enter, Bayelei pausing with glare as she noticed Barlet sitting at the furthest reaches of the room. The man’s wicked grin was large at her appearance, Barlet waving his guest in as she rolled her eyes and entered.
“You want a go at me again, Barlet? You’re such a coward that you called me in under false pretences and lured me to the back so no one is to see our bout?” Bayelei asked with a huff, the man chuckling at her words while shaking his head.
“That’s not the case at all, my dear Bayelei,” Barlet mused with an amused glance towards the right, something stirring in the shadows at the gesture. “I wasn’t the one to call you here; I’m simply the greeter this time.”
“What are you-?” Bayelei began, following the man’s gaze towards the shadows. It only took a moment for the color to drain from the female hunter’s face, her whole body visibly tense at the realization of who else graced the room with their presence.
“I can tell from your face you’re surprised to see me,” a voice rang from the shadows as a tall woman adorned in a female military garb stepped into the light. Her arms were crossed as her red-painted lips formed into a frown, her blackened curls tied back in a bun as she rolled her eyes. The woman was known as Captain Vette of the Royal Military; it was the woman who was once Bayelei’s mother. “I must admit I thought your idiot of a father would keep you away from here; after all, this place would have been the easiest to track you down in. But alas, he was never the smartest bulb in the box; that’s probably why he could never stray from his criminal life. I should think Sir Barlet here for his assistance in locating you; seems you’ve been causing him trouble as of late.”
Stepping back closer to the door, Bayelei prepared herself to dart out the exit and rush to safety; refusing to look back as she did. However, a sound from the outside warranted the door being locked; she’d have to use force to escape and with each second that passed that she was left in the room with her former mother, her energy drained out of her. Her worse fear had returned; the judgmental glance of the woman who tossed her aside without a thought. Her hurtful words and stares were simple yet deadly in Bayelei’s opinion; for every one that was granted her way, the female hunter felt herself die just a little inside.
“You know, I’ve known for awhile that Vita and Bayelei were siblings from her the older’s talk in within the troops but it never fully occurred to me until recently that it would be possible that they shared the same mother as well,” Barlet spoke from his seat with a sneer, Bayelei visibly shivering at his glance. “I recalled Captain Vette mentioning she’d grown over the years of being a single mother of one so I dig some digging and found that she was indeed married and had a younger daughter whom fell to the curse of her father; the two of them fled from Vette’s existence never to be heard from again apparently.”
“Yes, quite tragic really,” Vette agreed, Bayelei’s eyes flashing at the lie. That wasn’t how it went; it was Vette who drove them away when everyone else wanted to remain a family. “Anyway, I hoped Vita would have told me whenever you showed up but it seemed my daughter had little interest in snitching on the criminal actions of one she knew to be her own flesh and blood; perhaps she wanted to lure away wandering eyes so that little disgrace fell onto her person or on her proper family.”
The female hunter’s eyes flashed; her fists bawled at her side as she let the string of harmful words flood the room. Blood trinkled down her lip from her bite as she took every blow of an insult to her person; the woman slightly terrified to raise a complaint against Vette. Doubts of everything boiled up in her swarming mind; perhaps Vita wasn’t doing anything to mend their bonds of sisterhood but was simply trying to be seen as a saint in the eyes of her military counterparts.
“I apologize to you, Sir Barlet; it seems the foolish blood of that man has caused you some trouble,” Vette spoke again as she took another step forward, Bayelei matching each movement with a step back. She would have continued this small chase if not for the surface of the door lightly pressing against her back; she’d run out of space to flee.
“I must admit that it was quite troublesome having this girl purposely stand in my way and even grant me pain during my various missions here in Eastwyvern; all of her actions unwarranted I assure you,” Barlet lied with a smirk; Bayelei’s eyes flashing over towards him with a look of disgust and betrayal. “I apologize for calling you here for such things but it simply can not stand having her cause all these problems for me and my men. She needs to be dealt with; however, I feel I’m not the best person to grant this punishment.”
“I understand completely, Sir Barlet; I will deal with this problem child myself,” Vette whispered as she closed the gap between her and her former daughter; the two of them toe-to-toe as she towered over Bayelei. The female hunter looked up in terror; truly uncertain of what would happen next. “Bayelei, do you deny these claims against you?”
She knew she wouldn’t escape regardless of what she said; Bayelei decided to remain true. “I deny the-.”
Before another syllable could be uttered, Vette quickly raised a fist and brought it down across Bayelei’s face; her iron knuckle sending blood from the girl’s mouth as her cheek bruised. The female hunter stumbled at the impact of the attack; Bayelei catching her footing for only a moment before letting out a scream. Vette unleashed a wave of attacks on her former daughter; Bayelei unable to keep up with her quick movements as she collapsed on the floor. Wounds littered her body as Bayelei cowered beneath the raging Vette, the former mother making sure to form a nice pool of blood on the floor before pulling back her advances.
Barlet couldn’t help but grin in the most manicial way as he stepped forward to study Vette’s handiwork, the captain wiping the blood from her iron fist before turning heel to return to the shadows. On the floor laid Bayelei or what was left of her, her entire body crippled and broken as it sprawled out on the floor. Tears mixed with her blood as Bayelei could no longer contain herself, whimpers forming in her throat while she fell into a fit of coughing and spitting blood.
“A nice punishment if I do say so myself,” Barlet released a chuckle as he spoke, the man kneeling down next to the bleeding form with a sneer. In a low whisper that only Bayelei could hear, he said, “I hope you understand now that no one messes with the likes of me; and you’ve escaped death long enough my dear. Your mother will be remaining here for quite some time it seems so I hope you realize that things are going to change around here. It all starts with you-and then with a little force-that little band of mutts will face the music as well.”
Tears continued to stream down her face as Bayelei inched for hand along the dust-covered surface of the floor, her blood smearing about as she gestured to where she made out Vette’s form in the shadows. She wanted to call out to her; she wanted to beg for an explanation as to why Vette who had given birth to her would treat her in such a way. But the words wouldn’t form and all Bayelei could do was cry until her entire world went dark.
“It seems the criminal has finally blacked out; have her removed immediately for she’s staining up the floor,” Vette muttered from the shadows as Barlet called in the guard from outside, a flash of shock appearing in the man’s eyes before he shook away his thoughts and prepared to act on whatever his commanding officer wanted him to do. “Please return this filth where you found her and do it quickly before anyone bothers to notice her missing.”
“So return her to where you wished me to send the message?” The guard asked Barlet in a hushed tone, the addressed nodding along with impatience in his glare. “Yes Captain, I’ll return her immediately.”
With a salute, the guard gathered up Bayelei’s crumbled form and began to move through the shadows to Aurora’s home; the man leaving the female hunter bleeding on the front steps as he began back for the hospital. There was a brief moment that he looked back in concern but he quickly shook away such feelings less he be the next one to face Vette’s wrath.
He soon disappeared and left Bayelei’s form awaiting Aurora’s notice, an hour passing before Aurora made her way outside to check for the female hunter’s return. The bloodied sight came as a shock and sent Aurora into a fit of screams, Ceil soon dashing down the steps to check on his wife before gasping at the sight as well. Together, they gathered up the bloodied heep and rushed back inside to begin her treatment.
It was late into the evening and Aaron’s group had finally returned from their latest job; Miller stretching his limbs as he followed after the leader into the guild hall. The two of them were greeted by Martin and Jarell, the two brothers conversing over the dining table as Wendell sat beside them quietly.
Miller strolled into the dining room and carefully wrapped an arm around his lover, Wendell leaning back in his hold as she looked up at him. “You’re later than usual,” she whispered with concern evident in her tone. “Everything all right?”
“We’re fine and all, we just had a little trouble with our kill today,” Miller stated with a sigh as he glanced over at Aaron, the guild leader taking a seat as his tired eyes fell to the table before him. “We lost the dragon; it was going down nicely but then another one came barrelling in and took out a good chunk of our weapons. We were low on everything so we had to retreat and make sure our men were given the proper attention to their wounds.”
The brothers nodded along with their words and the room fell silent, everyone in understanding just how stressful the day had been. There was no reason to add more fuel to the fire with idle chatter; after all, they were home and protected from the world beyond their walls. There was no reason the group couldn’t relax together and settle in without the worries from the day’s work.
However, the loud knocking on the door proved to break the silence as Aaron lifted his eyes to glare into the direction. The others motioned to get the door but their leader beat them to his feet, the man manuevering carefully around the table and into the hall. With a swift motion, Aaron unlocked the door and opened it; the man letting out a gasp at the sight before him.
He’d never seen Aurora in such a state of panic before; her eyes wild from fear as she stood before him nearly out of breath. Blood and sweat stained her dress but she didn’t care; it was clear she was determined to see the members of the guild hall.
“Aurora, what the hell happened?” Aaron questioned as he motioned forward and took the woman’s shoulders in his grasp. He examined her from head to toe in search for wounds and was thankful to see none visible on her person. “Who’s blood is this? What happened?”
Her hands raised, shaking and bloody, as Aurora tried to silence the man before her. “I-It’s Bayelei; I-I found her on our doorstep soaked in blood and covered in wounds and bruises. Sh-She’s-She’s unconcious and bleeding and-and-and-.” Tears were streaming down Aurora’s cheeks as she spoke, the woman clearly panicked beyond what she’d ever been before. “S-She’s-She’s-.”
The entire group from the dining hall appeared behind their leader with various expressions; some sported shock while others sported rage and fury. And Aaron, the leader of them all, had a wild look in his eyes as he released his hold on the woman.
“Where is she now?” Aaron asked in a low growl.
“Sh-She’s back at our home; Ceil’s working on her now,” Aurora explained and soon found the leader and the other men were all aiming in direction for their home; the woman staring after them before she felt a light touch on her shoulder. She jumped and turned her gaze to Wendell, the nurse checking over Aurora’s body before taking her arm and escorting her towards where the men had gone.
“Everything will be ok,” Wendell whispered as the two of them walked, Aurora unable to hold her tears back as they walked. “Did you get a hold of Vita?”
“Th-That’s the thing,” Aurora whispered through her tears. “Vi-Vita was the one who called her to meet with her; I-I don’t understand what happened.”
The nurse held her tongue as she continued to escort Aurora back towards her house, Wendell not wanting to make an accusations before knowing the full story. She also didn’t want anything to get back to the others in their current state; after all, basically one of their own was beaten and left for dead on a doorstep. Wendell could only imagine the fury building up between all of them; even she had a little anger of her own to share.
But acting on such things would have to wait until Bayelei was once again conscious; only then would they know who did such a terrible act.