Tales of Mana et Mecha

This is a place for short stories related to the main story of MEM or its characters.

Title-less story (AKA how Riv met Corleia but honestly this is still not finished)
There wasn't really a point to living anymore, was there? At least, that's what River thought, as she sat by the gray, rocky cliffs high above the foreboding waves crashing against the shore. Her blue eyes, bright with life many years ago, now only dimmed down to a dull, soft, and weak shade. Her eyes had been like this for years now, only more recently have they been forming dark circles under her eyes from sleepless nights of terrifying nightmares and recounts of awful memories. As her long, snow white hair blew in the breeze, she wondered if he was still watching her from afar. He had done so before, months before he took action against her. She remembered small things from back then. Sometimes her clothes would go missing, or she would hear something behind her or out of sight, disappearing before it could even be spotted. It was him, it was always Andok.

River wasn't supposed to be out of the hospital at this time. She's had strict hours designated to stay in, be treated, and rest herself. She wasn't allowed to leave for most of the day, only four hours tops. The doctors had to check her often, to see whether she was developing any infections from her injuries, or if any sort of diseases had transmitted into her. The thing that always worried her the most was when she was checked for more than illness. Each time, the doctors would come back informing her that it was safe, that she had nothing to worry about. She wasn't pregnant with his baby, that had to be definite. They had checked multiple times, there were no signs of anything being in there. Yet, she could only panic whenever they checked another time, because there was always a risk, always a chance that it would happen to her. River didn't even know for herself when it first happened, she was just so scared, terrified, and traumatized that she didn't even bother to notice whether he had gone out in time or not.

Recalling that memory began to churn her stomach somewhat. The girl shook her head, and looked down below her at the rolling waves splashing, rolling again, then splashing again for eternity. The movement only began to make her even more sick, much to her dismay. She almost gagged remembering how he had kissed her and forced his tongue into her mouth. One thought let to another when she tried to forget about it, and suddenly her mind brought back when he had pushed her onto the bed, and lifted her legs... it was atrocious. Even her hips and pelvic region in general seemed to ache as the fear returned.

This was getting ridiculous. It was always painful, simply bringing the thought of Andok back into her mind. Every day she had gone to this rocky cliff, wondering when she should jump. It was high enough off the ground, the seas were rough below, she knew it would kill her... at least she hoped that it could. Yet the only thing that bothered her was how she would chicken out at the last minute, pretending as though she never had such thoughts, and returning to the hospital to be recovered.

Why can't I do this? She often asked herself that question. Her people would be better off anyways. She's the reason why they can't go home, she's recieved so many death threats that it would be a favor to them to take her own life. Once a priestess at the age of the child, and now she was absolutely nothing to them. Almost every other Ali'kian has called her a whore after word of her rape had been spread amongst the village. Even Andok had told her this himself, she remembered it clearly. She was nothing to these people now, she couldn't save them, she couldn't bring them back. As he had told her, the only thing she was good for now was being his plaything, being his ideal dream girl; he told her in the near future that she would at least be able to provide him with children.