Family - Audition for Prompting_muses
My family is huge, it spans the entire heavens and hell below, one grandfather is God the other is Lucifer himself. My aunts and uncles are the angels and demons that patrol the Earth, the skies and the realms below. One father is sin, the other a wanted man bound to Destruction himself. My step mother is a Warrior Princess, my brother a warrior in training, one sister a fae and the other…the other is human. Then there is the rest of my family, my aunt the werewolf, another who is the only daughter of Hercules reborn and then there are the other six sins and the six virtues of which I am the seventh. All of these are family by blood or family through adoption or association.
All but one.
Gabrielle.
She is my step mothers’ best friend. It seems so long ago that I met her, I was just a child then and the way she was with me and the things she did, they have stuck tight with me. Each and every one. I remember so long ago my father telling me that Gabrielle’s daughter, who was also called Hope, killed Xena’s son and this was the why she found it difficult to be around me, but for Gabrielle it seemed to be a driving force to get to know me. To spend time with me. She spoke to me for hours, the kinds of conversations I never had before as until that point I had never had a real mother daughter conversation. Mother, her to me, no, I shouldn’t say that is how I view her. Gabrielle is so much more to me than that, she is my Queen.
My Amazon Queen, and I her Princess.
I was so tiny and yet she gave me a leather circlet and pronounced that I was an Amazon Princess. I still have that circlet, sometimes I wear it but it seems odd with my every day clothes. No one but my family knows of the honour that she bestowed upon me and I feel I could not tell them because they would not believe me. One day I hope to see her again, my Queen, my first mother role model, I hope to show her what kind of a woman I have become because of those around me, I hope to show her that I am still worthy of the title she placed upon me and part of me really hopes that one day my Queen will teach me her ways so I can become a true Amazon Princess.
Yes, she probably bestowed the title upon me as a sweet gesture to brighten up a sad child’s day, but I will never forget her words or the honour such a kind motion carries with it. Through her my family has extended, and for once it was of my own choosing.
I am proud of my title and I am proud of my family and I am honoured that they class me as someone they call family themselves.
All but one.
Gabrielle.
She is my step mothers’ best friend. It seems so long ago that I met her, I was just a child then and the way she was with me and the things she did, they have stuck tight with me. Each and every one. I remember so long ago my father telling me that Gabrielle’s daughter, who was also called Hope, killed Xena’s son and this was the why she found it difficult to be around me, but for Gabrielle it seemed to be a driving force to get to know me. To spend time with me. She spoke to me for hours, the kinds of conversations I never had before as until that point I had never had a real mother daughter conversation. Mother, her to me, no, I shouldn’t say that is how I view her. Gabrielle is so much more to me than that, she is my Queen.
My Amazon Queen, and I her Princess.
I was so tiny and yet she gave me a leather circlet and pronounced that I was an Amazon Princess. I still have that circlet, sometimes I wear it but it seems odd with my every day clothes. No one but my family knows of the honour that she bestowed upon me and I feel I could not tell them because they would not believe me. One day I hope to see her again, my Queen, my first mother role model, I hope to show her what kind of a woman I have become because of those around me, I hope to show her that I am still worthy of the title she placed upon me and part of me really hopes that one day my Queen will teach me her ways so I can become a true Amazon Princess.
Yes, she probably bestowed the title upon me as a sweet gesture to brighten up a sad child’s day, but I will never forget her words or the honour such a kind motion carries with it. Through her my family has extended, and for once it was of my own choosing.
I am proud of my title and I am proud of my family and I am honoured that they class me as someone they call family themselves.