Fairly Odd Parents Porn Story: Ring of Love Chapter 1

Ring of Love.

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The memory
of life begins to fade But the desire to kill, to punish? That
remains.

Its
strange how death, and immortality, can corrupt ones mind. I can
understand him now, his need to live forever. Yes, it was his fault.
He was stupid enough to befriend me, and he broke me. Just like the
others. In the spiral we bring down as many as we can. I cant
remember why, but Anti-Cosmo tells me its because we are
different. Different. Different. Different. The word rings in my
head.

I sat on
my rickety wooden chair, gazing into the fuzzy TV screen. I had been
sent to my room, after the incident with mommy. She and I had been
baking cookies, and I had lost control. I had hurt her. I hadnt
meant to, honestly, I hadnt. But daddy didnt believe me. Hed
whipped me, and sent me to my room with no food. For the week.

I felt two
tears slide down my cheeks. Why did all the bad stuff happen to me?
All I wanted was a friend. Someone as broken and sad and rejected as
me. Suddenly, there was a crack, and I spun around, expecting daddy
to be there. To give me another punishment. But he wasnt.

There,
standing, (or rather, floating,) in the corner of the room, was a
little fairy. I looked at him, and he looked at me. He was short, and
blue. I got up from my chair, and went to him. I could tell we were
both terrified, but he was the first to speak.

Youre
the girl that kills people.

He
reached out, and touched my arm. I was surprised it didnt burn
him. All the people I touched were instantly burnt. That was why
mommy wore gloves to hold my hand. But this creature, this, this
fairy, didnt even flinch at my touch.

Green
eyes looked into brown ones, and I smiled softly at him. He returned
the kind gesture, and then he pulled away from me. I knew nothing
about him, apart from the fact that he was a fairy, but I knew he was
special. He was like me.

The next
thing I knew, I had a vision of a well. Mommy was looking down at me,
and I was looking up, which clearly meant I was in the well. Was it
just another vision? Or was it going to happen, had I seen into my
future?

Is
she going to kill me? I asked, more to myself than to the little
fairy floating across from me. I was terrified now. WHAT IS SHE
GOING TO DO TO ME? I roared, causing him to jump in fear. Then he
spoke again.

What
immortality has done to me.

I knew
what the fairy meant. Mommy was going to break me, to hurt me. To
kill me from the inside out.

Were
the same, I said, quietly. I clutched his hand. I couldnt
believe I could touch someone for this long, albeit a fairy, without
hurting them. It was amazing. Then I guessed the fairys senses
were probably different, because of immortality.

You can
feel so much. Whispered the fairy.

I
nodded, still clutching onto his hand. Who are you? I asked.

Anti-Cosmo.

Im
Samara.

I
pulled myself from Anti-Cosmos grasp, and turned away. All I saw
was the well. All I felt was the cold water, the demon water, on my
skin. Help me, I whispered.

Im
sorry, said Anti-Cosmo, before he faded away. I was left alone
once again. I felt a few tears slide once again down my pale face.
Then I started trembling.

I knew
what was to come next.

Mommy
climbed up the ladder. She caught my arm with her gloved hand. Come
on, Samara, she said. Its time for a bath.

A bath!
With water. I squirmed against mommys grip. No, mommy, no
please!

Still, she
held tight to me. I was shivering. Please, mommy.

She
began to climb down the ladder with me. Youre having a bath
whether you like it or not, she said. The walk to the house was
long and drawn out. But not as long and drawn out as I would have
liked it to be.

I
dont want to have a bath, I whispered. Mommy told me I had to
have a bath because I was going to look pretty for the doctor. Mommy
and daddy were going to help me stop the pictures.

Didnt
they understand?

Itll
never stop.

I closed
my eyes as mommy lifted me into the bath. The water lapped around my
skin, burning it. It felt as though every fibre of my body was on
fire. I thrashed about in the water, my throat hoarse from all the
screaming.

SHUT
UP! Daddy roared, bursting open the door. He walked to me, his
boots pounding the tiled floor. He reached down and struck me hard
across the face. The burning feeling was only worsened by the waters
torture.

Help
me I whispered, closing my eyes as his abuse grew stronger.
Bites, punches, kicks and every so often he would throw me back and
hit my head off the wall.

I
shivered in the wake of his power over me. Just then, as daddy
prepared to deliver the final blow, the one that would surely kill
me, I felt a hand on my arm. I opened my aquamarine eyes and saw
Anti-Cosmo staring at me.

Why do
you let him do this to you? he asked, in his heavy British accent.
I looked at him. I had never before been asked this question, and, to
be honest, I didnt have the answer.

I
dont know, I said. I dont know, AC. Because Im bad?
the tiny blue creature shook his head. Youre different. He
said. As am I. And were thought to
be bad. But that doesnt make us bad. Just different. Just
different I thought to myself. Not bad. Not evil. Just different.
But then a worrying idea came into my head.

Anti-Cosmo?
I asked. He turned to me.

Yes,
Samara? I gulped.

If Im
not bad, why do I do bad things?

He looked
confused, and he stuttered for a few minutes before leaning in and
kissing me softly on the lips. It felt so peaceful, and the entire
world spun in a ring of happiness. Of love.

One day
Ill find you, Anti-Cosmo whispered, beginning to fade. One
day.

And just
like that he vanished.

The years
went by, and the pain of daddys abuse, and the pictures was only
worsened by the memory of Anti-Cosmos kiss, and the lingering
feeling of hope hed left with me.

A hope
that would never be.

Just
as the vision had predicted, mommy threw me down the well. It felt as
though my body was being pierced by a thousand burning knives, as the
cold, icy water surrounded me, calling my name, mocking me.

For
seven days I lived in that well, if you could call it living, waiting
for Anti-Cosmo to come and find me, like he said he would, when he
kissed me, that blissful day, long ago. I waited in vain. He didnt
come, and soon I left the world of the living, settling in to an
eternal sleep, and eternal nightmare.

Seven days later

I awoke to
find my self in a very colourful, bright world. I looked down at my
pale white skin and found it turning blue. Was I choking? Then two
bat wings began jutting out from my back. What is happening to me? I
thought as I felt myself get shorter and shorter, until I was the
size of a fairy.

Id
closed my eyes against the strange and blinding lights and when I
opened them again I saw Anti-Cosmo floating there, smiling at me.

I
told you Id find you, didnt I? he asked, pulling me into his
embrace, kissing me softly on the lips. At that moment, all the pain
went away, and I felt safe, for once in my life, as I closed my eyes
and floated there, in his arms,

He pulled
away from me and I began singing my favourite song, tweaking the
words a bit.

Round
we go

Our
world is spinning

Never
stops

Our
loves beginning

Sun
comes out

Well
laugh and never cry

Sun
shines bright

Together
well

Fly,
we finished together, looking out into
the brilliant sunrise.

The End

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