All Hail Mayhem [Glad x May]

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Mayhem

Trinity

Muse: okay

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Flicka’s daggers no longer sank into the muck they once loved, her head hung low and her wing-like appendages hung low nearly touching the ground, the guard that had been leading her home walked in front of her. Young orbs couldn’t bear to look at where she was going, she kept her head turned to the side and her twin towers pinned back she was overly disgusted at how she was being treated like a child. She had more secrets in her than any grown adult would ever understand. One day she would be grown enough she would show them all, she would devour and not have to hide her true craving in this world, flesh. She let out a snort as the chestnut brute in front of her kept on trudging along, such a terrible life taking commands by whomever gives them, that was no way to live. No. One day she would be on the other end, she would be the one giving commands.

Snorting the filly lifted her head, decided she should not be gloomy instead she should be proud. She would find one way or another to get her father back to her side, silently she hoped that she would not be too late. Her head held high her twin peaks still bore into her skull, her appendages stretched out and closed back in just to expand to the greatest expanse, she held herself with pride, undeniable flawless pride. Mother would be near her soon and Mayhem would not be seen bowing down to her, she was a liar. As far as Gladiator went she could still attempt to get him on her side, preferably he would be whom she ran into first, perhaps give her practice at controlling the anger she felt for her mother.

Mayhem, here are Altus’s boarders, here I leave you but mind you your brother will be arriving soon as agreed upon and I will not allow for any sneaking off. Mind yourself now, doll. the brute snorted and gave her a glair that pierced her, though she would not be sneaking off no, she knew she needed to be in her mother’s presence to tell her how wrong she was and how much she learned, how much she hated her. Ignoring his words the filly kept on walking, her head high until she entered the general area of where her mother spent her time laying under a certain tree; only now she was not there. It had not been so long since the filly departed but her mother seemed to move anyways, she could probably care less if the filly came home what other reason would she have up and moved? And seemingly as soon as the filly left on her adventure that fine day where she ran into Kimimaro and her father found her himself. Never the less, the filly took a moment to herself daggers digging up the place where her mother used to lay in self-pity from the labor pains that mayhem had caused. Spitting in the hole she had dug the filly turned around at the sound of stirring behind her, she awaited with her wing’s expanded to appear larger than she was, eventually someone would come for her. And if they didn’t. Then she would be on her way to them.

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The word was given that he was supposed to come and get his sister today. The stallion snorted knowing deep down this would not be a joyous family reunion like he could only hope. His heart pounded against his chest as he pressed forth from Makatza, his mother being watched along with his younger brother. The stallion was not sure how may would deal with this either. Gladiator knew that he should have told his sister the truth about her parents, but it was not his place and their mother wished to keep it that way. The spotted mare could have continued to mope around and let it destroy her, but Maim was much stronger than that. She could not give up for her children and certainly not for herself. Maim could have allowed her daughter to stay with her father, but her maternal instincts knew better than to leave her with him.



His mother had feared that the older the filly became the more her father would notice her and possibly do the same thing to her. Maim could not allow that and if the bastard hurt his sister Gladiator would have slit his throat himself. He still wished to kill the bastard it would be the only way to save others from the same fate. Gladiator was not programmed to make someone carry his child that did not want to, hell he didn’t even want to make anyone carry it at all. He nearly killed Rhiannon, and it was not something he was proud of Naevia paid the price and so did Rhia she deserved better then him and the stallion only hope that she had found it. A snort fell from his nostrils as the scent of his sister laced with his uncles passed through he knew it was old, but he still crinkled his nose at the scent.



May looked well enough her head held high trying to look proud; he could only guess looking at the young flicka. The anger could almost be seen radiating off her. His movements were swift as he grew closer to his little sister unsure what her thoughts of him where he nodded to the guard that had brought her this far. “Hello May.” He spoke to her his words thoughtful but in a way reserved still booming, he loved the little filly wither she realized it or not. She should think him for helping her live. She was lucky that he returned home when he did. Maim was a stubborn mare and did not like having to take care of something that was thrust upon her. The beast looked up at the tree where their mother had given birth to her and he shook his head lightly before he looked back at her, “Ready to see, your new home? Princess Mayhem.” He added a light smile hoping to keep her from being too angry with their mother.

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Mayhem

Trinity

look who's being a roal ass

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The breezes had cooled from the hotter months that had passed, it had been a while since she last was in this place and wished it had been longer. She had ventured off to find her father, and through unforeseen circumstances, call it serendipity if you would, she had found him. Her friend Kimimaro fallowed but soon disappeared, she could only guess he is the one who delivered the intel and forced her back into this hellish place. Shadows cast by the clouds above ran through the valleys and over mountains and hills of Altus. She stood next to the place where her mother should have given her life up but did not and she dug at the dirt, reared and kicked at the tree and would spin around and buck at it to release her anger. Snorting with every thought of the words her mother had spoken to her, to every word that her brother had spoken to her.

From the short time she had spent with her father, she had only grown. She was more independent now, knew she craved the flesh of others and feared not when the growling in her stomach grew and she fed it. Perhaps her father was not directly responsible for her finding out what the giant teeth protruding from her beautiful facade were fore, however she was accepted by him he didn’t blink twice at catching her with one of the dead prisoners with a giant gaping hole in its side as she greedily ate the brute up. He never yelled at her or told her not to go exploring, he was the opposite of her mother and glad, she never had to sneak off and he answered all of her questions.

Her mind in the clouds as she damaged up the tree, she looked up as tones met her peaks Hello May. standing still now, the flicka’s chest moved rapidly as her breath caught up to her. Flicking her whipcords she turned to face her brother, whom now wasn’t as tall as he had been when she left. She watched his pale orbs scan her body probably for injury. Ready to see, your new home? Princess Mayhem. his smirk met her orbs and they widened in amazement that he would have the audacity to say such a thing, Annoyed she rolled them and proudly walked onwards past the brute, fallowing his sent back to wherever ‘home’ was now; sure that the brute would fallow along and attempt some type of conversation with her.

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The little filly rolled her orbs, how much she had lost in her short time that she was with her father. She would learn to respect others once more or she would be out on her own. Gladiator knew that the bastard her probably told her that Gladiator and her mother lied to her, there was no lying from their end. The duo had taken care of her, raised her and how dare she be disrespectful? She walked passed him and an instinctive growl escaped his lips. He was threw playing nice if she wanted to she could join her... father. While their mother would be upset it would be better then her saying something out of the way to Maim. Since she had been left alone for the most part she was different, and in a way Gladiator did not blame their mother. He shifted his large weight, deciding that Maim would be the one to decide what to do with her. Whip like tail shifted back and forth against his side as they moved through the terrain towards the lands of Makatza. The journey was not an extremely long one before they entered the realm known as Makatza. The stallion shifted his weight as the smell of their home entered into his nostrils. Their mothers scent was around, cloudy white with gold tinted orbs soon spotted the minx. The brute's eyes looked down at may and shook his head as if to warn the spotted minx.

Mix-matched orbs stared at the entrance of her wondrous home. She was a bit nervous knowing that Gladiator was to pick up mayhem. Pillars shifted silently Mac was to stay behind today it would take a bit to try and remind may that they were not the enemy. The spotted ess would do her best to keep her cool, although if May had picked up anything from her father it would be hard to do so. Maim did however have to keep in mind that she was her child and hardheaded was one thing they all had despite up bringing. As the two came into her view she saw the look Gladiator gave her shaking her head and she knew it would not be a civil meeting. Crimson and flaxen banner shifted against her spotted hide. "Come on May tell me how bad I am." The mare spoke knowing by the look on her face that she wanted to say it. Maim had not wanted to tell her daughter the truth, but if she had to she would because in a way she knew Mutilation had filled her with a bunch of lies about her. The mare shifted as her mix-matched orbs watched the filly. Secretly wanting to tell her how much she had missed her and that she loved her more then she would ever know. Maim knew though that the time for that would be far away. Her heart ached for it, but her face was stern unchanging as she waited.

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Mayhem

Trinity

Thinking she may go find Ill now?

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Whipcords slashed though the atmosphere that with every prideful step the filly pushed behind her, her shadow danced with her every movement, even the tassels that danced upon the ledge of the wind as it swept across her figure were laid out in perfect harmony with her own physical self. The grass shifted with her passing as if fallowing her in obedience, her brother fallowed shortly behind her surely giving her mean looks as she proudly lashed her tail and tossed her crown as the edge of her new home lay before her, the only scents were that of her mother and brother and maybe a wonderer or two. Empty, no one to fallow under her rule. Exactly as she had expected. Snorting the filly stopped, stamping her front daggers on the ground below until she finally came to a silent still rest. Dug up ground rolled below her growing still with and silent with her body. Over the edge of her vision, a crimson spotted feminine figure approached, blood began to broil forcing a glaze over the orbs of the filly the intense feelings that were now evident raged on words though the filly stood still.

The world around her went about it’s business, the silent shake of Glad’s head did not go un noticed nor did her mother’s defensive body as it approached the filly as she stood tall and blinked forcing the tears down. Though they were not tears of sadness, they were tears from pent up anger and rage. A growling built up for a moment in the small chest of the flicka, getting louder and louder until her mother halted in front of her then it ceased to exist any longer. Orbs narrowed as she looked at her mum, her crimson forelock just like her own, just like Mutilations… just like her father’s. Mother was a liar, and she would be called out now, she needed her father in her life, not her mother. She had hid her from him and for what? To be the perfect mother? Bull fucking shit. Snorting the filly bore down on her ivory pinchers as her lip curled over the large canines, exposing the gum line that held them in her mouth.

Come on May tell me how bad I am. Her tones echoed though the silent terrain, Gladiator had not moved just stood silent behind her. Her pale pools met that of her mother, narrow and harsh her gaze pierced her. She didn’t know what to say now that it was time to speak up, did not know what words would hurt her the most. A nervous laugh broke out of the filly’s maw as she threw her head up and down and her wings spread as wide as they could, standing on end. Then sudden silence. She looked at her mother, and began to circle her, walking tall and with her chest out- she walked with strides full of pride and did not wish to have it any other way. She looked at her mother’s frame, she had healed what seemed to be fully – too bad. Though the filly was appearing slightly insane at this point, she felt full of power, she was on top of the world. And now she felt the words flowing up her wind pipe, a poisonous gas that would leak and crush her mother, piss her off and perhaps instigate a fight. A test if you will. Bad? her tones were sarcastic, a hit of laugher tainted the word as she spit it out oh please. The filly completed a circle around her, then returned to face her mother, and to where Gladiator was no longer out of sight. She tossed her head and then parted her kissers, crimson tassels flowing over her orbs, lashes blinking and clearing her vision It’s more like pathetic. An innocent type of pathetic even. she gave a cold chuckle, and then muttered one last word with her chin down in her chest and her eyes closed taking a moment to really savor the words she said honestly. another small almost silent laugh erupted and she looked up again at her mother, her head turned to the side. All you have done is fanned the fire, mother she spit out mother with a grotesque coat soaked with lyrics lacking of empathy towards the mare. She stood and looked at her, made a mocking face at her with her lips down and a pouty lip sticking out before smiling coldly at her. You have no idea what fire you’re tending now. then finally she was silent as she watched the mare in amusement, the anger within began to shape plans and plot against her as she watched her mother’s movements and the movements of her brother, expecting them to be dumbfounded or along those lines at what had just been said by their sweet little baby girl by their Princess. Princess was an understatement, she would be the queen over them, she would rule their every move, all she needed was time.

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Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!

The spotted queen stood tall and proud despite what was before her very eyes. The hatred that her daughter held for her was evident, and maim could only imagine that her father had filled her head with lies. Maim had hid mayhem from him for her own good, but that damn stupid ass curious blood that ran through their veins forced her to find the pathetic piece of shit. If anyone in this situation before them was stupid it would be Mayhem for she did not know the entire story. The filly circled her mother trying to anger her but maim was far from anger she pitied the child she tried to give something in the world other then a pathetic life of being her own fathers whore.

The little brat began to speak and maim realized she was just as fucked up as her father and should have been left to rot and carry her fathers deformed spawn, to feel what it felt like to be nothing more then a piece of flesh. Crimson and flaxen banner flickered across her hide, "Me pathetic? Ha child you know nothing." She spit far from formalities and the love that burned deep inside of her turning her cold towards her own child. the child continued on and maim shifted lightly relaxing now that she was releasing all feeling from herself. "OH no May you want to know about true fire?" She said her vocals no longer like silk but cold. "A true torch to carry for someone is the one I carry for your father. I never wanted you to know the truth because it was not your fault, but it seems the... Bastard left out the truth, and only told you that everything is my fault just as it has always been in his eyes. No one seems to want to take responsibility for their own actions, and is quick to blame someone else." Crimson pillars moved then watching her child through her mismatched orbs.

"So Mayhem ready to know the truth? because wither you want to know who the REAL liar is I'm ready to tell you, sweet heart." the word sweet heart carried and angry tone to it. " mayhem your father is also your uncle. Mutilation raped me, my own flesh and blood, that i shared our mothers womb with along with our brother Massacre." Maim shifted her frame once more, "I will not ever apologize in a million years for having him sent to the Pitt where he belongs. So if you want an apology your barking up the wrong tree." Maim did not owe anyone anything, and she was done trying to make nice. "I wanted you back because he is twisted and it would only be a matter of time until he turned to you raping you. But if you're too damn spoiled to see the truth your welcome to leave mayhem you are not going to disrespect me. Because all I did was try and give you a chance without knowing the truth. I'm not ashamed because I gave you life and although you hate me... I love you yet, I know you don't believe me." She said then, no longer in a way caring if Mayhem believed her or not maim had told her the truth and that's all she would do.

A snort fell from her crimson nostrils then, hoping that her words would cut her child like she had wanted to do to her. Gladiator remained silent as his mother explained what happened knowing that she could have worded it differently but he could feel the hurt and anger as she explained what she had wanted to hide from may. Maim's eyes traveled to her beautiful home no longer giving a damn to keep peace between herself and her daughter, daughters always were a pain in the ass. She should have never listened to Gladiator and left may or better yet smashed her demented skull before she had a chance to know what had happened.

Maim would not be disrespected by her spawn never again. Her eyes traveled back to may seeing if she would have changed her attitude at least in a little bit. Maim did not want Mayhem's pitty she could give a fuck less if she never saw her again if she took her father side.

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Mayhem

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Thinking she may go find Ill now?

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While the world kept going on around Mayhem, her head was spinning in the counter direction. Though the filly had not been with her father as long as she had been contained here, with her mother, even know the time was short in comparison she had experienced so much more, she was not held down, wasn’t kept behind walls or under the eye of anyone other than herself. She was free to put herself in danger and get herself out, which she did often with grace and maybe a hint of attitude. She respected her father for answering her questions and honoring her requests of exploration, her mother wouldn’t even listen to her words when she was with her she was bound to the ground, lived there in self-pity for one reason or another. One thing was sure the filly did not have any empathy for her, she didn’t care because something had taken her from her and she didn’t even try to fight it, she didn’t even try to accompany her on her adventures just shot them down and sent Gladiator to fallow her, make sure she was not going too far.

Now she watched, as the queen stood proud in front of her healthy and vibrant. Me pathetic? Ha child you know nothing. OH no May you want to know about true fire? A true torch to carry for someone is the one I carry for your father. I never wanted you to know the truth because it was not your fault, but it seems the... Bastard left out the truth, and only told you that everything is my fault just as it has always been in his eyes. No one seems to want to take responsibility for their own actions, and is quick to blame someone else. May’s frame shifted nearly taking a step back at her mother’s tones, though she was not scared or insulted, just taken aback in confusement. As far as she could see the only blame being sent anywhere was from her mother to her father. Her vision glared at the ground before her mother’s daggers, everything a blur and the lyrics that came from her mother were just background noise, focused and booming in her mind. So Mayhem ready to know the truth? because wither you want to know who the REAL liar is I'm ready to tell you, sweet heart. Mayhem your father is also your uncle. Mutilation raped me, my own flesh and blood, that i shared our mothers womb with along with our brother Massacre. I will not ever apologize in a million years for having him sent to the Pitt where he belongs. So if you want an apology your barking up the wrong tree. I wanted you back because he is twisted and it would only be a matter of time until he turned to you raping you. But if you're too damn spoiled to see the truth your welcome to leave mayhem you are not going to disrespect me. Because all I did was try and give you a chance without knowing the truth. I'm not ashamed because I gave you life and although you hate me... I love you yet, I know you don't believe me. Standing still for quite some time, the words filled with anger flowed over and over in her skull, not quite understanding or being able to fathom what the meaning to it was, all she knew was that her father had withheld information, viable information, from her because he knew what it would mean. And her mother, her mother held it back also knowing what it would mean.

Mayhem stood a fire burning in her eyes now, she looked in her mother’s orbs, holding her crown up tall and tears filling the bottom lid until she blinked and the liquid overflowed. She snorted and her front right dagger, jagged and strong dug at the ground, leaving it empty of any green life or the roots that held them in the earth’s surface. She was angry. Angry at her mother, angry at her father, angry at her brother. She was furious. And while her mother would see the tears and the anger, perhaps think she needed comforting, the filly needed nothing but space. Snarling she curled her lip and bit down hard, grinding her teeth, snorting yet again the filly glaired at her mother for a moment longer before turning her body towards the boundary line of all of Altus, away from betrayal, towards a meal that she now desperately craved. Rearing she bolted, without a word, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of dust and turn up greenery behind her. She didn’t care what her mother or brother thought of it, and secretly wished they would fallow to see her dig into her bloody feast. But she was indifferent at the same time. She needed to figure out what to do next, she needed to figure out who could she turn to.

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