Konekodemon
The Master of Pokemon Breeding
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This is a Yu-Gi-Oh! fic, that I once wrote before that someone on fanfiction.net copied from me and I couldn't prove that the story's mine, so mine got deleted. Anyway this is a MarikOC pairing story. It is Rated M for Mature. It is a Romance/Drama fic.
Preparations were being made in the great hall of the Ishtars underground home. A young boy with sandy blonde hair and violet eyes was wandering the passageways watching all the chaos surrounding him. They were expecting visitors, that much he knew, but he wasn't interested in the reason behind it. He was nine years old and all his young life he had been told by his strict, slave driver of a father to study about a dead pharaoh and the ancient history of Egypt. He felt bitter at this thought because all he wanted to do was play with other children his age and go to the upper world and explore. There was a problem though; because he was the first born Son of the Ishtar family he was condemned to spend the rest of his life in this underground prison.
'This is going to be so boring! Why is he even inviting these people? What's so special about them anyway?'
His thoughts were interrupted by his 'brother' Odion calling his name.
"Master Marik! What are you doing down here? Your father told you to go to your room and prepare for the arrival of the Benu family!"
Marik looked at his brother warmly. He had always been there for him since he was a baby and loved him just as much as he loved his sister Ishizu. He couldn't understand why his father treated him the way he did.
" I just wanted to see what was going on. Do you know? Who are the Benu's?"
Marik decided just then that he wanted to know the reason behind their visit. Plus when Odion said 'the Benu family' the thought came to him that they might have a child as well that he could make friends with.
Odion looked at his little brother wondering if he should tell him or not but decided to play it safe and give him a little information to satisfy his curiosity for now, but without giving away the exact reason for their visit.
"The Benu's are the leaders of the Heka Clan" he explained to Marik.
Marik looked interested now, he didn't realise that there were any other clans out there besides themselves.
"What do they do?" he asked looking up at Odion with his big violet eyes.
"The Benu's are a very important high class family like yourself that protect the ancient texts of Egypt containing written magic. They have the ability to protect and even heal using these skills"
Marik looked very interested.
'maybe they've come to show us how to use some of this magic!' he thought growing even more excited.
He was about to ask about this when out of the corner of his eye he saw the angry form of his father coming towards them. If you were to stand them next to each other you could tell they were father and son. They both had the same hair colour and hair style and Marik obviously had his father's eyes.
"Marik! I thought I told you to stay in your room and get ready! I've been looking for you all over the place! They'll be here any minute now!"
Mr Ishtar grabbed Marik's hand and dragged him to a chamber that was essentially a living/dining room.
"Sit!" he ordered.
Marik sat down quickly not wanting to cross his father. It wouldn't be very wise of him to disobey him twice in one day. Marik watched his father pace back and forth glancing at his son every now and then. Eventually he turned to speak to his son.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I'm going to so much trouble to welcome these people" he stated.
Marik nodded slightly.
"As you are well aware, we tomb keepers are restricted to stay underground until the pharaoh returns. This could happen at any time, it could happen tomorrow or hundreds, maybe even thousands of years in the future. Because we don't know, we must prepare for that scenario. That is why I have invited the Benu's to come here. I have found you a wife to ensure our family line continues"
Marik didn't expect this. His eyes were wide with shock and his mouth was hanging open slightly.
He didn't want to get married! He was only a nine! He wasn't supposed to even like girls at his age. They had germs! You could catch something fatal! And while he knew he would have to marry someday, he would prefer it if he got to choose who he married. He knew better then to argue with his father though; if he did he would surely pay for it later.
Just at that moment Ishizu walked into the room with three people following behind her. One of them was a little girl wearing a pink dress. She was quite plain. She had blonde hair that fell down just below her shoulder blades, she had tanned skin and big icy blue eyes. She was quite skinny too. The girl looked no older then seven.
"That must be her!" Marik thought to himself heatedly. "Well I'll make sure she knows what I think of this marriage and her! She's probably looking forward to it! She's not even that pretty! She looks a little scruffy too! How do they expect me to marry this girl?"
During the time he was thinking all this, their parents had sat at the other side of the room and were talking and signing papers to complete the marriage contract. The girl had a feeling he was looking at her and glanced up to see the most vicious look she had ever seen on a person.
'Why does he keep looking at me like that for? It's not my fault! I don't want to marry him. He seems so arrogant for someone so young. I bet he takes after his father. Oh joyous' she thought sarcastically.
A few minutes later after the signing of the contract the adults stood up, shook hands and walked back over to the now betrothed couple. Mr Ishtar began the official introductions and looked at his son.
"This is your future wife Merissa Benu" he turned to face the girl "This is my son and your future husband Marik Ishtar"
They both bowed their heads as a sign of greeting and muttered a quiet hello to each other whilst secretly thinking to themselves "How am I ever going to get out of this?"
A few weeks had gone by since the Benu's arrival and things were not any better between Marik and Merissa then when they had first met. Marik seemed to make it his life's mission to create as much hassle and distress to the girl as humanly possible.
He was constantly mocking her, especially about her appearance. Merissa was an insecure girl at the best of times. At first she couldn't understand why he was being so malicious towards her. After a few days though she realised it must be because of the marriage arrangement. She had met Ishizu when he had first started the verbal insults. She sent Marik away on an errand after making him apologise to her. Apparently he had never acted like that before! Merissa found that hard to believe, was that supposed to make her feel better or something!!?
The seven year old girl sat in one of the guest rooms that was reserved for her family. She had just been crying her heart out…..again.
"How many times have I cried since I first came here, I must stop or I'll become dehydrated…" she joked to herself miserably.
That was one thing she would never do. Cry in front of Ishtar. That was exactly what he wanted!! Well she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he had succeeded.
"I wish mama and papa would hurry up and finish this whole business so we can go home, I don't know how much more I can take of him" she whispered to her rag doll, hugging her tight and rubbing her eyes. She wished she had someone to talk to, but her parents wouldn't hear a bad word against her future 'husband'.
Marik was always careful when he insulted her, making sure they were alone. Especially after Ishizu heard him the first time. What made it worse was he was very polite and charming towards her and her family whenever people were around. She remembered telling her mother what he had said to her only to have her say she was overreacting and that Marik was such a sweet boy who would never say things like that.
Merissa felt so alone. She didn't want to get married to someone like him in the first place. All she could hope for was that they be civil towards each other and possibly become friends but all chances of that happening were destroyed when he made the first move to speak to her.
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The three adults walked out of the room where they had first met to tour around the Ishtar home. Merissa tried to think of something to begin friendly conversation with her intended only to have him sneer at her and remark. . .
"Listen to me! I don't care what my father says but I refuse to marry you! So why don't you just do everyone a favour and take that ugly mug of yours and shove it up a Donkey's backside!"
Merissa stood there wide eyed and shocked that he had said such a thing to her. Marik smirked.
"Do you need help to do that? Because I know where to find one…..."
There was no way she was going to risk that! No way in the seven hells!! Even if he was bluffing, which she wasn't too sure he was. She muttered a quiet farewell and turned quickly to catch up with her parents. Marik stifling a laugh behind her.
---------------End Flashback
It wasn't so bad the insults. In reality they were quite stupid and Merissa knew this. It was just the fact that he kept repeating them over and over and over again, that she started to feel as if they were true.
She was plain and she knew that. She was only seven and wasn't too bothered about her looks at the moment. There was plenty of time to discover her own sense of style, but she wasn't butt ugly like he was making her out to be….was she?
"Arrrrrrggh!!!!! Stop it you're letting him get to you!!" her grip on the rag doll grew tighter.
"But he has a point, I mean look at you! Your hair is disarray, your dress is creased to high hell and you talk to dolls. You are pretty…..pretty pathetic that is!"
That voice in her head was her biggest enemy. She managed to shrug off what Marik had said to her only to have some voice nag at her that he was right! She hated that voice.
Merissa decided to have a walk to clear her head. She hid the doll in her room under her pillow. If Marik were to see her with it….. Well she didn't want to feed the flames of insults.
"He's going to get worse as he gets older, I just know it"
She walked towards the library to get something to read only to find Marik sitting there studying over some scrolls. Merissa backed up slowly past the door and around the side of it, accidentally kicking a stone behind her. "Please Ra! Don't let him have heard that" she prayed squeezing her eyes shut.
Her eyes shot open again when she heard him get up and walk towards the door. She quickly turned around to leave trying to make it look as if she had just passed by.
Marik poked his head out of the library to see Merissa practically running down the passageway. He smirked at her and decided to have a little fun.
'I need a break anyway'
He kept following her as she tried desperately to find somewhere with people so he would leave her alone. But then the thought came to her that even if she found someone they would shoo her away not wanting a child standing around watching them. "Great! Now what am I gonna do, he's waiting until I give up then he'll start with the insults again"
Merissa spun around to face him "what do you want Ishtar?!"
"Nothing from you Benu"
"Then why are you following me? Have you come to throw more insults at me?!!!"
"I don't need to anymore; I think I've finally gotten through to you….or have I? Oh well just to make sure......"
Merissa turned around again and began to walk away from him not wanting to hear anything he had to say. She wasn't feeling any better from their last encounter and wasn't sure if she could hold back tears this time.
"Where are you going? Are you going to hang yourself? Do you want some help? I know where we could find a nice high place to throw you off. It won't hurt for long....." he looked up to see her walking away from him "Come back here!!"
She continued to walk away. Marik grew angry at this. He had expected her to answer back with a stupid remark like she always did, and he would start to taunt her until her eyes watered up and she ran away. He knew she was close to breaking point and wanted to see her cry before she left tomorrow. This was his last chance. He strode up to her and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me Ishtar!!!" she struggled to loosen his grip on her arm but he was two years older then her and a lot stronger, so she had no choice but to be pulled along with him. "Where is he taking me? What is he going to do?" She was frightened now. He had never done anything like this before; she thought he really was going to find that place to hang her from, until he dragged her into her room and slammed the door shut behind them.
"When I tell you to do something… you do it!! I can't stop this marriage so I suppose I will have to make it as bearable as I can for myself. So listen to me!
1. You will be quiet and never speak unless spoken to and never say more then you have to!
2. Make sure that you wear a veil when in public; I will not suffer the humiliation of an inadequate and unsightly wife such as yourself!
3. I don't find the idea of having children with you very appealing, so I may have to look around for a more suitable girl to do that job in your place, and finally….."
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled hard making tears roll down her face.
"You will obey me and like it….unless you wish to be severely punished. Do you understand me?!!"
Merissa nodded her head vigorously. If he was doing this to her now when he was supposedly 'young and innocent' then what would he be like when he was older and more likely to carry out his threats?
"Good girl" he said mockingly patting her on the head, as if he were talking to a dog.
He turned around wiped his hand on the bed and left her alone in her room sitting on the floor. He shot her a nasty smirk as he closed her door behind him satisfied that he had broken her spirit. He looked at his closed hand. He had pulled quite a lot of her hair out "never mind" he chuckled letting them fall to the floor as he made his way back to the library to study.
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"Thank you for your hospitality" said Merissa's father shaking Mr Ishtar's hand. "You have been very kind to let us stay here" Merissa stood behind her Mother clutching at her skirt, staring at the floor.
Ever since Marik had cornered her last night her despair had dropped quite a few notches. "Marik meant every word he said. How can I marry him knowing full well what's waiting for me?"
Marik walked into the hall to say his farewells to the Benu's. Especially to his future wife. The young girl looked up at him anxiously. He was smiling in such an innocent way it made her nauseous.
"Thank you for staying with us, it was a pleasure!"
He looked at Merissa significantly. The adults surrounding them mistook it as a sign of young love and smiled at the young couple. Merissa knew what Marik meant but knew also that if she told anyone they wouldn't believe her and would see it as an attempt to try and get out of the marriage.
"It was nice to meet you" she replied quietly.
"Well then" started Mr Ishtar "we will see you again when Miss Benu here comes of age, we look forward to it. Have a safe journey" he turned around and began to walk back into the darkness, Marik following behind him. Merissa followed her Parents out into the scorching hot upper world.
Her eyes took a while to adjust to the brightness of the midday sun. Some servants from their clan had arrived with a few camels to take them home. She walked up to her father and he picked her up easily, sitting her in front of him. As they began to ride out towards the town her Mother spoke, looking to her young daughter.
"I think it's high time we made you into a lady Merissa, when we arrive home I will have Maka begin teaching you your place as a wife. By the time she's through with you Mr Ishtar will be very glad he agreed to this marriage"
Summary of next chapter: Merissa is now 15 years old going and she runs away from home to begin a new life in Domino with Maka her carer/nanny.
Chapter 1: Arranged Marrage
Preparations were being made in the great hall of the Ishtars underground home. A young boy with sandy blonde hair and violet eyes was wandering the passageways watching all the chaos surrounding him. They were expecting visitors, that much he knew, but he wasn't interested in the reason behind it. He was nine years old and all his young life he had been told by his strict, slave driver of a father to study about a dead pharaoh and the ancient history of Egypt. He felt bitter at this thought because all he wanted to do was play with other children his age and go to the upper world and explore. There was a problem though; because he was the first born Son of the Ishtar family he was condemned to spend the rest of his life in this underground prison.
'This is going to be so boring! Why is he even inviting these people? What's so special about them anyway?'
His thoughts were interrupted by his 'brother' Odion calling his name.
"Master Marik! What are you doing down here? Your father told you to go to your room and prepare for the arrival of the Benu family!"
Marik looked at his brother warmly. He had always been there for him since he was a baby and loved him just as much as he loved his sister Ishizu. He couldn't understand why his father treated him the way he did.
" I just wanted to see what was going on. Do you know? Who are the Benu's?"
Marik decided just then that he wanted to know the reason behind their visit. Plus when Odion said 'the Benu family' the thought came to him that they might have a child as well that he could make friends with.
Odion looked at his little brother wondering if he should tell him or not but decided to play it safe and give him a little information to satisfy his curiosity for now, but without giving away the exact reason for their visit.
"The Benu's are the leaders of the Heka Clan" he explained to Marik.
Marik looked interested now, he didn't realise that there were any other clans out there besides themselves.
"What do they do?" he asked looking up at Odion with his big violet eyes.
"The Benu's are a very important high class family like yourself that protect the ancient texts of Egypt containing written magic. They have the ability to protect and even heal using these skills"
Marik looked very interested.
'maybe they've come to show us how to use some of this magic!' he thought growing even more excited.
He was about to ask about this when out of the corner of his eye he saw the angry form of his father coming towards them. If you were to stand them next to each other you could tell they were father and son. They both had the same hair colour and hair style and Marik obviously had his father's eyes.
"Marik! I thought I told you to stay in your room and get ready! I've been looking for you all over the place! They'll be here any minute now!"
Mr Ishtar grabbed Marik's hand and dragged him to a chamber that was essentially a living/dining room.
"Sit!" he ordered.
Marik sat down quickly not wanting to cross his father. It wouldn't be very wise of him to disobey him twice in one day. Marik watched his father pace back and forth glancing at his son every now and then. Eventually he turned to speak to his son.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I'm going to so much trouble to welcome these people" he stated.
Marik nodded slightly.
"As you are well aware, we tomb keepers are restricted to stay underground until the pharaoh returns. This could happen at any time, it could happen tomorrow or hundreds, maybe even thousands of years in the future. Because we don't know, we must prepare for that scenario. That is why I have invited the Benu's to come here. I have found you a wife to ensure our family line continues"
Marik didn't expect this. His eyes were wide with shock and his mouth was hanging open slightly.
He didn't want to get married! He was only a nine! He wasn't supposed to even like girls at his age. They had germs! You could catch something fatal! And while he knew he would have to marry someday, he would prefer it if he got to choose who he married. He knew better then to argue with his father though; if he did he would surely pay for it later.
Just at that moment Ishizu walked into the room with three people following behind her. One of them was a little girl wearing a pink dress. She was quite plain. She had blonde hair that fell down just below her shoulder blades, she had tanned skin and big icy blue eyes. She was quite skinny too. The girl looked no older then seven.
"That must be her!" Marik thought to himself heatedly. "Well I'll make sure she knows what I think of this marriage and her! She's probably looking forward to it! She's not even that pretty! She looks a little scruffy too! How do they expect me to marry this girl?"
During the time he was thinking all this, their parents had sat at the other side of the room and were talking and signing papers to complete the marriage contract. The girl had a feeling he was looking at her and glanced up to see the most vicious look she had ever seen on a person.
'Why does he keep looking at me like that for? It's not my fault! I don't want to marry him. He seems so arrogant for someone so young. I bet he takes after his father. Oh joyous' she thought sarcastically.
A few minutes later after the signing of the contract the adults stood up, shook hands and walked back over to the now betrothed couple. Mr Ishtar began the official introductions and looked at his son.
"This is your future wife Merissa Benu" he turned to face the girl "This is my son and your future husband Marik Ishtar"
They both bowed their heads as a sign of greeting and muttered a quiet hello to each other whilst secretly thinking to themselves "How am I ever going to get out of this?"
Chapter 2: Nice to meet you too
A few weeks had gone by since the Benu's arrival and things were not any better between Marik and Merissa then when they had first met. Marik seemed to make it his life's mission to create as much hassle and distress to the girl as humanly possible.
He was constantly mocking her, especially about her appearance. Merissa was an insecure girl at the best of times. At first she couldn't understand why he was being so malicious towards her. After a few days though she realised it must be because of the marriage arrangement. She had met Ishizu when he had first started the verbal insults. She sent Marik away on an errand after making him apologise to her. Apparently he had never acted like that before! Merissa found that hard to believe, was that supposed to make her feel better or something!!?
The seven year old girl sat in one of the guest rooms that was reserved for her family. She had just been crying her heart out…..again.
"How many times have I cried since I first came here, I must stop or I'll become dehydrated…" she joked to herself miserably.
That was one thing she would never do. Cry in front of Ishtar. That was exactly what he wanted!! Well she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he had succeeded.
"I wish mama and papa would hurry up and finish this whole business so we can go home, I don't know how much more I can take of him" she whispered to her rag doll, hugging her tight and rubbing her eyes. She wished she had someone to talk to, but her parents wouldn't hear a bad word against her future 'husband'.
Marik was always careful when he insulted her, making sure they were alone. Especially after Ishizu heard him the first time. What made it worse was he was very polite and charming towards her and her family whenever people were around. She remembered telling her mother what he had said to her only to have her say she was overreacting and that Marik was such a sweet boy who would never say things like that.
Merissa felt so alone. She didn't want to get married to someone like him in the first place. All she could hope for was that they be civil towards each other and possibly become friends but all chances of that happening were destroyed when he made the first move to speak to her.
----------------Flashback
The three adults walked out of the room where they had first met to tour around the Ishtar home. Merissa tried to think of something to begin friendly conversation with her intended only to have him sneer at her and remark. . .
"Listen to me! I don't care what my father says but I refuse to marry you! So why don't you just do everyone a favour and take that ugly mug of yours and shove it up a Donkey's backside!"
Merissa stood there wide eyed and shocked that he had said such a thing to her. Marik smirked.
"Do you need help to do that? Because I know where to find one…..."
There was no way she was going to risk that! No way in the seven hells!! Even if he was bluffing, which she wasn't too sure he was. She muttered a quiet farewell and turned quickly to catch up with her parents. Marik stifling a laugh behind her.
---------------End Flashback
It wasn't so bad the insults. In reality they were quite stupid and Merissa knew this. It was just the fact that he kept repeating them over and over and over again, that she started to feel as if they were true.
She was plain and she knew that. She was only seven and wasn't too bothered about her looks at the moment. There was plenty of time to discover her own sense of style, but she wasn't butt ugly like he was making her out to be….was she?
"Arrrrrrggh!!!!! Stop it you're letting him get to you!!" her grip on the rag doll grew tighter.
"But he has a point, I mean look at you! Your hair is disarray, your dress is creased to high hell and you talk to dolls. You are pretty…..pretty pathetic that is!"
That voice in her head was her biggest enemy. She managed to shrug off what Marik had said to her only to have some voice nag at her that he was right! She hated that voice.
Merissa decided to have a walk to clear her head. She hid the doll in her room under her pillow. If Marik were to see her with it….. Well she didn't want to feed the flames of insults.
"He's going to get worse as he gets older, I just know it"
She walked towards the library to get something to read only to find Marik sitting there studying over some scrolls. Merissa backed up slowly past the door and around the side of it, accidentally kicking a stone behind her. "Please Ra! Don't let him have heard that" she prayed squeezing her eyes shut.
Her eyes shot open again when she heard him get up and walk towards the door. She quickly turned around to leave trying to make it look as if she had just passed by.
Marik poked his head out of the library to see Merissa practically running down the passageway. He smirked at her and decided to have a little fun.
'I need a break anyway'
He kept following her as she tried desperately to find somewhere with people so he would leave her alone. But then the thought came to her that even if she found someone they would shoo her away not wanting a child standing around watching them. "Great! Now what am I gonna do, he's waiting until I give up then he'll start with the insults again"
Merissa spun around to face him "what do you want Ishtar?!"
"Nothing from you Benu"
"Then why are you following me? Have you come to throw more insults at me?!!!"
"I don't need to anymore; I think I've finally gotten through to you….or have I? Oh well just to make sure......"
Merissa turned around again and began to walk away from him not wanting to hear anything he had to say. She wasn't feeling any better from their last encounter and wasn't sure if she could hold back tears this time.
"Where are you going? Are you going to hang yourself? Do you want some help? I know where we could find a nice high place to throw you off. It won't hurt for long....." he looked up to see her walking away from him "Come back here!!"
She continued to walk away. Marik grew angry at this. He had expected her to answer back with a stupid remark like she always did, and he would start to taunt her until her eyes watered up and she ran away. He knew she was close to breaking point and wanted to see her cry before she left tomorrow. This was his last chance. He strode up to her and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me Ishtar!!!" she struggled to loosen his grip on her arm but he was two years older then her and a lot stronger, so she had no choice but to be pulled along with him. "Where is he taking me? What is he going to do?" She was frightened now. He had never done anything like this before; she thought he really was going to find that place to hang her from, until he dragged her into her room and slammed the door shut behind them.
"When I tell you to do something… you do it!! I can't stop this marriage so I suppose I will have to make it as bearable as I can for myself. So listen to me!
1. You will be quiet and never speak unless spoken to and never say more then you have to!
2. Make sure that you wear a veil when in public; I will not suffer the humiliation of an inadequate and unsightly wife such as yourself!
3. I don't find the idea of having children with you very appealing, so I may have to look around for a more suitable girl to do that job in your place, and finally….."
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled hard making tears roll down her face.
"You will obey me and like it….unless you wish to be severely punished. Do you understand me?!!"
Merissa nodded her head vigorously. If he was doing this to her now when he was supposedly 'young and innocent' then what would he be like when he was older and more likely to carry out his threats?
"Good girl" he said mockingly patting her on the head, as if he were talking to a dog.
He turned around wiped his hand on the bed and left her alone in her room sitting on the floor. He shot her a nasty smirk as he closed her door behind him satisfied that he had broken her spirit. He looked at his closed hand. He had pulled quite a lot of her hair out "never mind" he chuckled letting them fall to the floor as he made his way back to the library to study.
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"Thank you for your hospitality" said Merissa's father shaking Mr Ishtar's hand. "You have been very kind to let us stay here" Merissa stood behind her Mother clutching at her skirt, staring at the floor.
Ever since Marik had cornered her last night her despair had dropped quite a few notches. "Marik meant every word he said. How can I marry him knowing full well what's waiting for me?"
Marik walked into the hall to say his farewells to the Benu's. Especially to his future wife. The young girl looked up at him anxiously. He was smiling in such an innocent way it made her nauseous.
"Thank you for staying with us, it was a pleasure!"
He looked at Merissa significantly. The adults surrounding them mistook it as a sign of young love and smiled at the young couple. Merissa knew what Marik meant but knew also that if she told anyone they wouldn't believe her and would see it as an attempt to try and get out of the marriage.
"It was nice to meet you" she replied quietly.
"Well then" started Mr Ishtar "we will see you again when Miss Benu here comes of age, we look forward to it. Have a safe journey" he turned around and began to walk back into the darkness, Marik following behind him. Merissa followed her Parents out into the scorching hot upper world.
Her eyes took a while to adjust to the brightness of the midday sun. Some servants from their clan had arrived with a few camels to take them home. She walked up to her father and he picked her up easily, sitting her in front of him. As they began to ride out towards the town her Mother spoke, looking to her young daughter.
"I think it's high time we made you into a lady Merissa, when we arrive home I will have Maka begin teaching you your place as a wife. By the time she's through with you Mr Ishtar will be very glad he agreed to this marriage"
Summary of next chapter: Merissa is now 15 years old going and she runs away from home to begin a new life in Domino with Maka her carer/nanny.