[h2][center][color=#00A86B]Melinda L. Holstead[/color][/center][/h2]

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Melinda had a slight hint of fear within her heart when she figured out what was going on. She had never been prepared for this type of torment this only happened when the man with those piercing eyes came into view. She had a grimace on her face, however, she hadn’t expect what would come next. [color=00A86B][i]”What… the? This is definitely not like my fantasy animes… I so enjoy watching,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself. She had never really felt this type of fear before, it is different and unique to what is going on.

Melinda looked at the two people talking as if they were the masters of this domain or at least apart of it. She couldn’t really fathom what they were talking about but the only distinct thing that came to her was they were terrifying. She looked up when sir fox walked over to her and picked her up and she wasn’t ready for the strength that fox had. [color=00A86B]”I’m sorry Sir Fox. I didn’t mean any disrespect to you,”[/color] Melinda said, to Yin with respect and kindness in her voice. She was put down on the ground by Yin by a male human who was drawing. She smiled at this single thing she had never really seen an artist at work before.

Melinda looked around and noticed a human woman screaming about not wanting to be a slave. She remembered she had no real choice in the matter because of the CEO of her family’s corporation wanted more power. She looked directly down at the ground in disgust that another human would dare defy the new masters of their reality. [color=00A86B][i]”I was told to never outburst like that in that angry of a tone or I would get grounded,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, a bit jittery at the fact that woman outbursts so loudly. She looked up for awhile and did felt dread overwhelming her, while looking directly at the hell hound, who looked a bit angrier than normal.

Melinda had showed more emotions now than she has ever in her life because she had a happy life with her parents until that was taken from her. She had tears going down her face and couldn’t help to cry. She only ever cries truly when she’s tired of putting up a facade and right now these tears were definitely truthful. She had never felt this way in a long time, she always had her parents to give her literally everything and without them she is lost. Her instincts came into play and went directly for her purse even though her hands were bound and slowly opened it up. She wanted her fox plushie* badly it is her calming tool and got it out slowly and gently. She was able to shut the purse at the same time holding her fox plushie with her other hand. She was flexible enough to do this even bound. [color=00A86B][i]”Please help me calm down… Foxy,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, while looking at the fox plushie and crying still.

Melinda held gently but tightly enough so her fox plushie wouldn’t fall on the ground. She couldn’t stop but crying. She had no recourse because she wanted to stay here. [color=00A86B]”I don’t really mind being a slave to anyone who wants me,”[/color] Melinda said, teary eyed and had a strong sense of common sense. Her eyes had a fiery passion within them, showing that she will be the best slave anyone had even if she hasn’t really anything to offer them except for her body, really. She was glancing down at her fox plushie and holding it tightly and she was grateful she never leaves home without it. [color=00A86B][i]”Mom… Dad… I hope you are in a better place than the people who murdered you will go,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, with a gentle smile on her face hopeful that is true.

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