This is told in third person from what Rin would know of what was going on at these times in her life.
Rin age 6:
Her earliest memories were unpleasant, being shoved down, forced to eat like a dog. She knew how to breathe fire and she could change her form at the age of 2. Why oh why was it so hard for her to breathe now?
She cringed under the older boy's touch. He was hurting her, ripping apart her insides. She would not give him the satisfaction of crying out. She laid there, held down by two boys, her legs pulled apart by two others as the fifth abused her. Every thrust felt like part of her faith fell away.
"Cry out you little freak. I know it hurts you, your bleeding" The boy scoffed as he continued to hurt the little girl, "If you cry out I'll stop." He grinned down at the child under him, leering like a sick dog.
Rin spat at him, struggling to get her tail out from under her back, but to no avail.
Time passed slowly, she counted, each one took a turn at it. She could not move when they left her there. Broken, bleeding ...impure. They'd left her in a closet, locked away to die. "Get up, Lizard lips." She cursed to herself, willing her body to move. Everything hurt. Pushing up with her tail, she sat upright, resting on her bruised arms. Her hair falling down into her face, the busted lip she'd recieved for biting him was swollen. She moved to stand and fell. "Get up." She moved again to stand, her knees buckled out from under her. "Get up Damn it." With determination than any child her age could muster, she stood, blood dripping down her short legs. She glanced around, her vision blurred by the swelling of tears uncried, and found a light. She was a mess, but she could feel her body fixing itself, making it good as new again. She was slight for a six year old, and even smaller for a dragon child, but all that belied her strength. "I'll make them regret it..." Was what she told herself, each time they did it. A one time happening she could forgive, but this was the second time...
If she didn't die....they'd sworn that she'd get it again. Why her? Why not the other girls? Why would she be the one they singled out for this? "Because you're a freak...who shouldn't be alive. A bloody sideshow for their fun." She straightened herself out, and looked to the window. She couldn't fly yet, but...
Shoving the window open she clambered her way out, sore legs complaining, but she ignored it. Her small frame slid down to the ground and she made a run for it. Her legs only carried her so far, collapsing at the edge of the small glade that grew close to the orphanage. She curled up under a tree and stayed there for the night.
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Morning light washed over her small form, showing the blood that had dried on her ankles from before. She curled herself tighter, trying to hide from the sunlight. She knew the minute they found her, she'd be punished for being outside this early. Particularly when she was supposed to be cleaning the bathrooms.
A voice called out to her. One she didn't recognize. She curled further into herself, her tail wrapping around her ankles.
"Hey, are you a kid here?" The voice was male. It made her skin crawl.
"No, I'm a wandering serpent and only just now laid down to nap in the sun." Rin was never a morning person, and this was no exception.
The body came closer she could tell by the way the sun got cold again.
"Are you really a snake?" the voice was soft, older than her by a few years at least, but still a child.
"you're new here aren't you?" Dark blue green eyes glared up at yet another male, "I'm a dragon, I have a tail and wings, why don't you bugger off and leave me to my rest?" She snorted and rolled back over to hide away her face from his gaze. He had fluffy ears and a tail behind him, he looked strange, a little like her. "Don't trust him" she thought to herself.
He laughed, it was a joyful sound that made Rin's ears tingle, "You are so not a morning person, dragonling." He sat there with her till the headmistress came out.
"Ah there you are Lou," The woman stopped and took a disgusted breath, "You're still here? Get inside the both of you, there's chores to be done."
Rin stood up and headed inside without a word, she'd be punished for being outside later on, she wondered if it would be leather or metal this time.
She walked into the breakfast hall, and there were hushed whispers, particularly from the boys who thought they'd managed to do her in the previous evening. She glowered at them, her tail thrashing menacingly, she was already going to be punished for sleeping away from the house, what was ten more stripes? She leapt up at the boy who had been the first, not hitting his face, but tearing her small claws into his shoulder, pushing them into his flesh as hard as she could, twisting her small fingers until he screamed in pain. He tried to push her away, but this was the dragon in her, not the weak thing they tried to break. She snarled and gnashed, her transformation slowly making its appearance, the features of the little girl, were distorted, some might say it was a horrible abomination. She raised a clawed paw to strike the last blow, and then a thunking sound echoed, and darkness claimed her.
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Stinging pain dipped into her unconscious world. She murmered something. Again, red pain blaired through the blackness. She stirred only a little and slept on, another strike and she awoke trying to scream, but found she could not. She was gagged, and her back stung like a thousand angry wasps had attempted to eat her. Tattered wing flesh hung from her back and she winced as the whip struck her again.
"Finally awake, are we abomination?" The headmistress laughed in a rather disconcerting manner, "Now then, since you're awake you can recieve you full punishment." The whip cracked over her flesh again.
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Rin limped her way back to the main girl's room. She wanted to lay down, her "punishment" had taken all day. Her skin was already healing, the scars would be less than evident by tomorrow.
The boys headed her way. Not this...not again.
"So you beat the snot out of Thomas, which means, you're gonna pay again." The second oldest of the quintet was often out for revenge when the oldest was out of commission. He slammed her thin and still healing frame into a wall, he knew she was weak, and he would use it to his advantage, "You're coming with us, lizard girl." He smiled sickly as Rin struggled.
"I will not." She tried to lash out, but his posture made it impossible for her to hit him. Soon, the darkness claimed her again. Why was it never someone else they tortured?
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