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lebelletemps · 5 years ago

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Chapter 4: The Revolt (Part 3)

T/W: Blood…lots of blood, use of the N-word, slavery themes, death, cursing, threats of death, themes of the occult, violence, revenge, abuse towards children and women…

A/N: As promised, here is Chapter 4! If you enjoy this please let me know in a reblog. It would mean a whole lot to me, thank you!

The crowd murmured in agreement as Cyrille still glared at his sister with anger. “Because if you don’t join us you will die.” Delphine appeared from the shadows and gave a quick side eye to Cyrille as she walked up front next to Allix. “You blame her for her father’s death as if Dupreé didn’t bark the orders. The man is vile and without remorse for any of your lives. Even though we cannot go back to our true home of which we were stolen from, we can start a new life here free from French and Spaniard rule.” “Arm yourselves gentlemen and ladies, tonight we shall take The Dupreé.” The crowd got riled up and became motivated from Delphine’s words. She was always able to talk herself into and out of any situation, except with Mrs. Dupreé. Allix felt defeated at the fact that she couldn’t rally the people in the same manner as her, but she still proceeded with the mission.

Master Dupreé continued to crawl on his stomach in attempts to escape the mob of his slaves. He can hear the crowd roaring with excitement to storm the plantation. He would’ve made an attempt to save his wife and children, but in his mind they were already dead given his condition. His fine silk garments became permanently stained with what couldn’t be differentiated between mud and manure as he clawed through the backyard of his soon to be ransacked home. He struggled to breathe trying not to focus on the pain from his fall. “And just where do you think you’re going garçon?” Master Dupreé was then yanked up from the ground and slammed his body against the wall. “Rayan, what have they done to you?” Jacques’ eyes expanded in fear at the sight of his son.

“You took my mother away from me and killed my father!” “I… had… to…” Rayan’s grip on his father’s collar grew tighter, matching the clenching of his other fist. “You had to?! Why?” “Because she wanted to kill her, she wanted you all dead.” Rayan held him up higher with both hands. “Josephine never liked your mother, I... I was in love with her and she loved me.” Rayan’s face softened and he released his grip on Jacques’ neck. “My wife, she wanted to kill her, kill you and your sister. I couldn’t let that happen. I-I had to sell her to save the both of you.” Jacques was gasping for breath with each passing word he spoke. “And how do you justify murdering her husband, my true father?” “Josephine was aiming for you two, as he ran, I pushed the gun so neither one of you would get shot. I didn’t want him to die, but I couldn’t stop her.” Rayan dropped his birth father onto the floor. He stood over him, perplexed at what his next move would be. Jacques was coughing and gasping for breath on the floor. “I named you after my father, you are meant for great things not... this.” Rayan still kept a stone look on his face, but he took in every word he was saying.

“You and your sister are the next in line to carry our name.” “And your other daughters?” “They are not strong enough, they’re as wicked as their mother. I know you two will be alright as long as you have each oth-” A blade cut through the air and decapitated Jacques Dupreé. Rayan’s eyes widened as his father’s head rolled onto his feet. He looked up to see the shiny blood stained sword in the possession of Maudette Beaulieu. Her hair was uncovered and disheveled. Her long, dreaded hair was dyed red from the backsplash of his blood, her breathing was heavy and ragged with a sense of satisfaction in her eyes; she looked up at Rayan who was still processing what he had just witnessed. “Maudette, what have you done?” “He nearly killed my only son and murdered my husband. A life for a life.” Maudette pushed her hair away from her face. “He told me―He told me that him and my mother were in love and that he kept Josephine from killing me and my sister. And you… killed him.” A sudden lightning bolt broke through the sky and the harsh rain soon followed after the thunder crashed. “And you believe the words that come out of a man facing certain death?” Rayan stood silent.

“You are young and naïve Rayan, you know nothing of the unspeakable evils that this man and his family has done to all of us.” she spoke calmly while gathering herself together as she continued. “He could never truly love your mother, she was enslaved. As am I, as are you and your sister.” “But it was my choice to decide his fate, not yours.” “As I said, you know nothing.” She picked up her sword and thrust it into the back of Jacques Dupreé’s headless corpse as she walked towards Rayan. “If he valued you so much as he claimed, you wouldn’t be working all day in the hot sun awaiting his next orders. You wouldn’t have such a desire to revolt against him and neither would your sister.” Rayan remained motionless. You and your sister’s birth was a product of his cruelty and self-indulgence, we are lower than cattle in his eyes and there are others just like him who see us the same way.” “We could have at least given him a chance.”

“Given him a chance?! A chance for what?! To escape and bring more of them back here to kill us all? Are you that simple?! We’ve wasted enough time speaking on a dead man. Let’s head back to the front where Allix and your sister are. Maudette and Rayan walked off and he turned back one last time to see the corpse of his father and wiped the preemptive tear from his eye. Cyrille and a few of the others dragged Josephine and her daughters out onto the middle of the courtyard. Josephine's entire being was riddled with fear as her former slaves surrounded her and her daughters Charlotte, Juliette & Arielle Rose. She yelped as she tried to hold her children close and attempt to break the circle, failing each time. “The crowd dispersed thinly enough for Allix and Delphine to walk through and approach them. “What do you vermin want?!” Allix and Delphine looked at each other before Delphine spoke. “What we want?! You ask us what we want as if you are in a position to give us what we want.” “What we want is to be slaves no more. What we want is for you and your surviving kin to leave and never return here.”

“You expect us to leave the only home we’ve ever known, for what?! So you animals can ravage our home like the savage beasts that you all are?!” Josephine held her daughters close. “Even in the face of certain death, you are unfathomably arrogant.” Allix blinked twice and turned to face Delphine with a furrowed brow. “Delphine, may I have a quick word.” Delphine’s signature scowl was chiseled on her face as the two women commenced a private counsel. “I hope you’re not going to be foolish enough to even think about letting them live?!” “Look, Jacques and his men are dead and I couldn’t live with taking the life of innocent children, especially in front of their mother.” They looked at Josephine and her children, even in the face of certain death she carried an air of arrogance intermingling with her heightened sense of fear. It infuriated Delphine, but she kept her emotions withheld internally… she always did.

“That woman is no mother, she is just as wretched as her husband if not more. She is a part of those who have stolen our ancestors from our true home for over a hundred years. If we let any of them live, we will die. Simple as that.” As the women were speaking, Charlotte Dupreé inconspicuously slid her rosary from her wrist to her hand and tightly clenched it as she whispers in the youngest Dupreé’s ear. “There has to be another way Delphine.” “There is none, they brought this reckoning on themselves, Allix. I thought you of all people would understand.” Allix huffed in defeat as her and Delphine walked up to the huddled women on the floor of the main court. “End of the Dupreé bloodline begins with your deaths tonight.” Delphine’s fangs became exposed as she approached the terrified women.

“YOU FILTHY, LOW BRED NIGGERS ARE NOTHING BUT GODLESS SAVAGES! YOU THINK KILLING US WILL BRING YOU FREEDOM, BUT YOU WILL ONLY BRING YOU ALL CLOSER TO DEATH! MUCH QUICKER IF YOU LET THAT HALF-BREED BASTARD WHORE LEAD YOU! YOU ALL ARE NOTHING MORE THAN CATTLE AND YOU WILL ALL DIE LIKE CATTL–” Delphine backhanded Josephine with such ferocity her cheek was painted with her own blood as it was dripping from her face and mouth onto the floor. The assault caused her to cough up blood as her defenseless daughters watched in horror. “Don’t tempt me to kill you before you witness your children die.” Delphine coldly remarked while crouched in front of her face. As she got up she looked to see which offspring she would expire first. “Pick your most admired child Josephine.” “Delphi- '' Before Rayan could even attempt to convince his twin sister to reconsider, she grabbed a hold of Rayan and covered his mouth. “This is beyond you now, I best advise you to hush and stay out of my way.” Delphine sped back to the traumatized mistress of the plantation who was now sobbing. “Choose or I will.” She looked down at her and was still crying. “Alright then.” The Dhampir walked over around the children who were tightly together whimpering. “Is it Juliette?” She pulled back the hair of the middle child . The vein protruding from her neck made Delphine’s fangs grew in anticipation of her bloodthirsty revenge.

“Please Delphine, don’t.” Josephine murmured. “Or will it be young Arielle?” Arielle screamed attempting to back away into her mother’s arms as Delphine approached her. “PLEASE DON’T HURT MY FAMILY!!! PLEASE!!!” “The little one it is.” “NOOOOOO!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!” Delphine ripped the child away. Causing Josephine to fall back, and she quickly attempted to grab Delphine’s pant leg with the last bit of strength she had, but it was fruitless as she dragged her youngest from her arms as the child wailed in perpetual fear. “You made your point Delphine, let her go!” Allix sped forward, blocking off Delphine. “Allix, move!” “I can’t let you spill this child’s blood Delphine.” “But it was okay to spill blood when your father was killed?!” “That’s different and you know it. They are no threat to us remember?” “Which is why this has to happen, now move!” With her free arm Delphine struck Allix in her abdomen and sent her flying across the room, her back hitting the wall with such force it shook the entire foundation of the mansion. While she was temporarily distracted, the eldest daughter Charlotte bolted up and struck Delphine in the face with her rosary. “TO HELL WITH YOU, CHILD OF SATAN!” Her skin sizzled the moment it came into contact with her skin. Delphine’s screams of pain can only be described as an inhuman echo as she released the young child’s hand to violently remove the accursed religious totem from her cheek. The child looked back tearful as Delphine grabbed Charlotte by the hair, exposed her neck and her mouth became unhinged as she took a deep monstrous bite into her and ripped her skin clean off, making her blood gush out splashing onto her mother and Charlotte’s younger sister Juliette as she continued ripping her in half and dropping her torn corpse on the floor, completely covering Delphine’s face with blood as well as a few other terrified slaves that witnessed the horror, except for Cyrille who seemed to be quite amused by the graphic sight. In turn, he appeared to reveal a smirk as he licked the blood off his lips.

A young Arielle Rose was frozen with tears from her eyes as she watched the life completely drained from her oldest sister’s body. Delphine wiped the blood from her face to her mouth and growled. “Bring her to me!” “COURIR PETIT COURIR!” Arielle took off running, terrified and soaked with her own sister’s blood on her nightgown. She ran as fast as she could out of the house as a few slaves chased after her onto the front lawn in the rain. Arielle fought back her tears and fatigue as she tried to escape from the angry onslaught chasing after her into the woods with sticks and pistols. She tripped over a fallen branch and quickly got up and kept running. She was now covered with blood, mud and dead leaves as it was still raining. She ended up by a wide lake between her and the next patch of land. She cried as she felt that her fate was sealed, but then she remembered that her father taught her how to swim a few summers ago. She bravely eased into the water, when she heard the vengeful horde approaching she took a deep breath as she submerged herself into the water. “We seen her go this way!” one of the male slaves remarked. “No, the girl went that way!” the female slave rebutted. “You don’t know shit woman!” “Hush your mouth! She can’t have gone far.” The group moved away from the river and when she felt it was she thought the coast was clear she sprung up from the water gasping for air. The small child kept kicking her legs under the water to stay afloat while she looked around before she swam to the other side.

She swam to the other side of the river and when she got out she was cold, wet, frightened, & limping into the thick forest hoping to find help to save her mother and surviving sister. Back at the mansion, Josphine was sobbing on the ground looking at the final remnants of her last daughter Juliette being drained from her neck by Delphine & Rayan on both sides. Her daughter took her last breath on the cold hard floor, Josephine was overcome with inconsolable grief. She continued to sob loudly on the floor. As Delphine and her newly turned brother arose from the floor she replied. “Good, next time I’ll teach you how to feed and not fully drain.” Rayan nodded and wiped the young girl’s blood from his mouth. “So what now? What do we do with her?” He motioned toward a distraught and spirit broken Josephine. “Stand her up.” The few remaining male slaves lifted Josphine off the ground by her arms as she became hysterical and was screaming trying to get away. The female slaves dragged away the remains of Charlotte and Juliette from the floor with their blood smearing the floor. “Delphine?” The search group for Arielle returned. “What is it?” “The child has escaped.” “WHAT?! How hard is it to find one small child?! She’s the only non colored person for several miles!” “We searched all of the woods and couldn’t find her.” “THEN SEARCH HARDER!” Delphine launched the large man across the room and knocked him out.” Then Josephine started laughing, with each passing moment her laughing grew louder. Delphine furrowed her brow & walked closer to her as the bloodstained woman cackled an echo through the now emptied mansion. “Do I amuse you Josephine?” “Well quite frankly, you do.” she chuckled out a sentence as blood poured down her pale cheek. “How incompetent do you have to be, to not be able to find one six-year old girl?” she smiled and shook her head. “Y’know, I thought I was worried… I actually thought my whole family was going to die right in front of me, but then I realized you are all a bunch of dim-witted, Godless, vile, niggers, that are lower than the dirt beneath my feet!” her voice projected throughout the home. “And you Delphine… Oh you are the most pathetic and idiotic of them all! You had to sell your own soul in order to stand up to me. And Rayan, I thought you were the smart one. But following your sister into an oblivion of her own selfish making will ultimately be your undoing.” “You speak very boldly for a woman that’s about to die.” “At this point, I am speaking to the dead and soon to be dead. How long before you all go without food? Water? Clean clothes? You are nothing without us!” “On the contrary, we know everything we need to survive and protect ourselves, because our ancestors are always with us. And your death and soon enough Arielle’s death will only seal any loose ends in maintaining our freedom.” Josephine scoffed.

“The only difference between where you all are now and your ‘freedom’ is from those run down shacks to this house. None of you have anywhere to go. If you leave, you’ll only end up captured and hanged by the local authorities, because when my daughter comes back with reinforcements and trust me she will; you all will be skinned alive, the men will be castrated and then you will all hang and be burned and you will pray to GOD that you die before the flames ignite! You’re nothing but an occult WHORE just like your wench of a moth-” With one violent strike Delphine thrust her entire arm into the womb of Josephine Dupreé, she started smiling as her life started fading away. Delphine felt something move inside of her hand so she took it out and saw that she had a small canine looking creature moving around. “What in the hell is this?!” “The end...of you all…” Josephine exhaled after she spoke her last words and then died as her blood continued to stain the white marble floor. Delphine looked at the small creature moving around and became quickly unnerved about its existence. Rayan placed his hand on her shoulder looking over her. “Can we eat it?” “What, no! We don’t know what it is or if it is safe to eat!” “Place it in the woods, the wild animals will help nature run its course.” “Good idea, help clean her up and we’ll look for the child again in the morning.” “What about the sun?” “I’ll help you two deal with that, now go.” Rayan sighed as Delphine left the plantation after the rain cleared with her clothes still soaked with Dupreé blood with the strange creature in her arms. It moved around and then bit Delphine’s arm. “Ow! You little bastard!” Delphine violently threw the creature into the thick of the woods where she heard it cry out and then several howls echoed from every wooded area around the plantation. A nervous Delphine, looked all around for any sign of a threat. “The wolves will have you.” She spoke under her breath, then quickly ran back to the plantation. A very large wolf stood in front of the crying animal-like creature, the wolf then turned into a human and picked up the injured creature and looked briefly at the plantation before he calmly walked off deep into the woods.

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