She awoke in the night, a noise echoed through out the house she reached under her pillow grabbing the hilt of her ebony dagger pulling it slowly to her chest.
A figure stood before her, the silhouette of a man, as she was about to lunge at the figure that stood before her, he spoke
“Buttons, hey wake up” she screamed at him
“Damn it Westley! I almost just killed you now, why are you creeping around the house like some damn thief?” her brother chuckled
“Sorry sis I didn’t mean to it’s just my nature” he gave her one of his big doofy silly grins, she laughed sitting up in bed lighting a candle.
“Well do we have anything planned for today brother?” “Hmm actually we have one and you have a private one” she raised her brow
“A Private one? But you know we don’t go without one another” he sighed
“Yes Sis I know but this is the king and what he says goes” he looked sad, she stood and wrapped her arms around her younger brother
“Don’t worry I will be fine” giving him a wide grin and her green eyes shinning brightly in the dim candle light.
“I know sis just be careful this king is known for lusting after women” she shook her head
“Westley its fine seriously, and I am sure he doesn’t lust after jesters” she stuck her tongue out at him and let out a high pitched laughter.
The sun rose that morning and the market place was busy, Buttons and Westley went on their normal lives in regular clothing,
“What are you going to want for dinner tonight sis?” “Hmm? Are you not eating?” “Well I am sure after we go to the party and you get back from the private one it will be late and Ill be in bed” she sighed
“Its ok don’t worry about making me anything Ill grab something from the kitchen at the castle I know the cook” he flashed his devious grin at her, something they both shared was their smiles and facial expressions, she shoved him
“Shut up its not like that between the cook and I he is just a good friend” “Yeah an old perv friend sis” her eyes widen “
Well if he is he hasn’t tried anything so there jerk” sticking her tongue out at him.
She hugged him goodbye as she set off towards the castle, she entered and walked up to the king as the court watched her perform, after awhile the king dismissed his court and approached her
“Buttons is it?” “Yes your highness” she lowered her head in respect
“Look at me” she stood straight up and looked him in the eyes
“Hmm You’re to pretty to be a performer” the king motioned for her to follow him, she did as she was told, glancing around as she followed him into his chamber, he sat on the bed and patted the space next to him, she did
“Your Highness I’m not that kind of entertainment” he reached out touching her face
“But I am the king what I say goes” he leaned in grabbing a fist full of hair bringing her face towards his kissing her on the lips, she shoved him off her jumping off the bed
“I don’t care if you’re Talos himself you have no right to treat people like that” he laughed and stood up he shoved her, she stumbled back falling on her rear-end he loomed over her grabbing another fist of hair and yanked her up and throwing her against the wall.
“Now maybe you didn’t hear me clearly, But I get what I want when I want and right now I want to have some jester pie” he pushed himself against her, she went to yell out when his hand covered her mouth
“Not uh” he quickly and swiftly made his way back to the bed with her and threw her down
“You scream, yell whatever I’ll have you and your brother hung for treason” she closed her eyes and began to whimper.
When he was done he dressed himself turned towards her “
You know I think I’m just going to have to ban you and your brother from my land” he leaned towards her
“Come on now a pretty face like that shouldn’t be sad, not many have the chance to experience what goes on in my chamber” he said with a smirk and went in to kiss her again when she head-butted him and broke his nose
“You little jester bitch” he touched his nose and looked at the blood on his fingers, she smiled at him knowing what she did, anger built up in him as he lunged at her with a dagger in one hand and her skull in the other being pushed back further into the bed
“I am going to give you something to grin about you fluffing bitch! But it will forever be a permanent reminder” he held open her mouth and made her smile wider (ever watch dark knight? You know the scar from the Joker like that, best way I could explain it).
Her body was dropped outside their house her brother shocked picked her up and took off outside the city limits to a Sanctuary where they would be safe, he cared for her night and day making sure her wound would not get infected
“You’re still pretty sis” “I will get him for this sis I promise!” “Sis you need to eat something”.
Westley set out back towards the castle, the king seeing the jester approach ordered his men to shoot him down, arrow rained down from the sky, he didn’t make it. The King had her brothers body disposed of out by an abandoned place (the sanctuary).
When she woke, she touched her face and cringed
“Westley?” she called out, she slowly got up and fell to the floor
“Westley?” she cried out as she got to her feet and frantically searched the place for her brother
“Westley?!” she made it to the door and opened it, she fell to her knees and cradled her brother in her arms
“He will pay for this for what he did to me but more so what he did to you” later that day she prepared her brothers body for proper burial, and marked her wrist with her and her brothers family crest ( :3 those that know me should already know what it is
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Years passed as she slowly gained access into the castle of the king who murdered her brother and cut her face, she hid the scars with theatrical makeup so he wouldn’t recognize her and have her have the same fate as her brother.
Later that night she dressed in her old jester outfit and grabbed her mask with the twisted grin on it. She danced down the hall towards the kings chamber, slowly opening the door as it creaked on its hinges the king sat up
“Who goes there” there was silence followed by laughter with the lock clicking, he knew whoever was in his room was locked in there with him he grabbed his dagger
“Show yourself” she crept out from the shadows, the moonlight catching the grin on the mask
“Who.. Who are you?! Speak” she shook her head and leaped at him, knocking the dagger from his hand tying and gagging him to the bed.
She straddled his waist, he slowly started to stir, apparently the king likes danger she thought, she finally spoke
“I am here to return the favor you once gave me and my brother” the king had a confused look in his face and muffled out some words, she removed her mask
“Look what you done to me!” the king eyes widen and horrified started to thrash and scream, she let her high pitched laughter
“you thought you got rid of us both didn’t you!/” she removed the gag and held his face down
“Don’t worry your highness it wont hurt” a twisted grin spread across her face as she hacked and slashed the kings mouth open from ear to ear, then repeatedly stabbing him in the chest
“That’s for my brother!” loud banging was heard from the door as she leapt from the bed, the door was broken down
“Halt! You there!” she laughed as she sheathed her daggers in her waist-band and jumped through the glass window plummeting down towards a cart of hay.
She felt like she was flying and not falling the cool night air breezed through her hair and the smell of hay met with her as she landed and bounced out the guards yelling from the window, she laughed at them
“Fools for you not know who I am! I’m the great Jester Buttons if you will, your pathetic king had it coming to him, let it be known far and wide to those who cross my path” she took off out of the city and down the road towards her home in the woods
