WHORE HOUSE

The place now changed. Only now, she was in a familiar setting. A place caked with blood and filth and harmful substances. Except this time, instead of just living in it, she was an audience, of her living conditions. Oh, and the baby and his entourages were also there to watch with her.

"Is this your home?" The baby asked. A slight mocking tone in his voice.

She realised it then. The baby was annoying. And she wanted to hit the baby. Exasperated, she answered. "Yeah! Why?"

"Oh, nothing. It's lovely. Like a traditional opium den. Nice to see someone carrying the torch in the 21st century."

"Fuck you. Is that why you brought me here? To mock me?!"

"Err...what? I'm not the one who brought us her."

"Bah, yeah sure. Then who did, huh?"

"You did."

"W-what…?"

"Yeah, you wanted to show me what happened. So here we are."

"But...how could I do it?"

"Hellooo, it's a dream. Remember?"

"Oh, okay."

It was silent after that. They just watched the event unfolding around them. This, was a whore house. The sounds of clapping, and grunting, and fake moaning, echoed throughout the hallway. Drugs, fluids, sometimes even blood, was plastered all over the surface of the establishment. And then, there's Trisha. Dragged through the disgusting floor, onto her own room.

This was two years ago. When she just turned eighteen. Her mom sold her to this whorehouse. She wanted a fresh start, with a new husband, and her drug debt was too much to pay back. Trisha was the perfect stone to kill two birds with. With Trisha's gone, all of her past just went away. Like flash flood clearing the mud.

So, for two years, here she was. Chained with fear and drugs that have been forcefully fed slash injected to her, there's nowhere to go.

She thought that this scene is not appropriate for the baby, but it was a speaking baby. With two sexy entourages in maid costumes. That's already inappropriate.

They continued watching. All of the abuse. All of the sex, and beating up, and the drugs. And then, two years later, her body gave in. and so they dragged the body, and threw it at the park, like chewed up gum. But not before one last fucking. Gotta get one last use out before the decomposition kicks in, right?

"So that's your story huh?"

"Yup, that's my Disney princess life. Be careful what you wish for when you're a kid."

"Hey yeah, that does sounds like a Disney princess prologue. It's quite good, you know?"

"Okay, okay buddy. Just stick to cartoon, alright?"

Then the baby was silent. Trisha felt a little awkward. Did she...offended the little guy or something?

"If you could have revenge, would you do it?" The baby asked.

"Revenge on...who exactly?"

"I dunno. Everybody I guess. The pimp, the drug dealer, your mom. Would you do it?"

"Hmmm, I dunno." The thought flashes in her mind, and she grinned. "I think so."

"Then, do you want to do it?"

"How? You saw me. I'm already dying. What could I possibly do?"

"Simple. Pledge your soul to me. And you could do anything."

"Hahaha, what? Are you some kind of demon or something."

One of his maid pouted, and he had to calm her down. "I'm not a demon. And it's rude to say that. You'll hurt our beloved Pecca's feelings here."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Why should I pledge my soul to you? I just got out of a slave contract. I'm not in a rush to jump into another!"

"Heh, fine. You won't be bound to another human. Pledging you soul just gave us permission to use your soul as battery. And as such, we will have magic. The magic will then be used in a myriad of ways. To give you temporary enormous boost of strength and invincibility for one."

"Huh. That's tempting. And what do you want in return? You're not one of those Make-a-Wish foundation are ya?"

"Hahaha no. I want you, to help us, to take over the world."

"Wow, big ambition. And what happened if you failed?"

"Whatever it is. You won't be affected by our deal. Your soul's life force is all that we wanted. Do we have a deal?"

Trisha can't help but smiled. The baby's hand extended to shake her hand was too cute. She used her finger, and he grabbed it, and shook it. "Deal."

"Great. Happy to have you on board."