Venno Rapter ~ A Hellish Series ~

Sister Rivalry (Story 4 - Part 1)

A week ago:

In the Living World:

With Christina (AKA Slendithera):

There was a gentle blow of wind in the air, the moon shining down and illuminating the night sky brightly as a gentle fog began to roll in and obscuring anyone's vision in the quiet neighborhood.

Two cats, a male and a female were crossing the street, minding their own business.

The male cat was a brown tabby with a black striped tip tail and orangey-green eyes, at least a year younger than the female. The female was a light grey tabby with a white underbelly and jaw with a white striped tip tail and a pair of greenish-blue eyes.

Once on the other side, they both jumped up onto a wooden fence and watched as a teenage girl walked by. They kept their eyes on her for a few minutes before the female turned her head to the male and meowed. The male understood, the two cats jumping down from the fence as they continued to follow one of their owners.

The young female finally made it to her destination, standing just outside of a house, one that appeared to be a little older with a metal fence running along the property line with one of the sides running a little closer to the house.

The house looked as if it hadn't been maintained in a while, the grass being overgrown and the paint beginning to peel.

The other houses in the neighborhood looked new and well-maintained, making this house seem like it was out of place.

The teenage girl, around the age of sixteen, was standing out on the street as she glared at the house, just thinking about the owners who lived inside.

The parents of her sister's ex-boyfriend, the couple she had seen attending Venno's funeral several months before.

The words they said echoed in her head, having overheard them badmouth her sister, during her funeral much less.

They had even gone as far as blaming her for their son's death, even though it had been proven that it was actually Erik who was at fault since he had tried assaulting her.

Christina's glare narrowed, a small gust of wind blowing her hair and the skirt of her dark purple dress. One side was longer while the other went up to her hips, and she was wearing a pair of darker purple heeled boots.

She knew that if she was going in, she would be going in fighting.

She didn't even think her entire plan through, so she had no idea what the outcome may be.

She just wanted to take out at least one, or both, of them if she was lucky.

Pulling up the hood of her dress, she walked over to the house, making sure to stick to the shadows as she scouted around, looking for an easy way of entry.

Her eyes glinted in the darkness when she spotted an open window on the second floor, but it was too high for her to reach.

Looking around, she spotted a nearby ladder laying in the long grass, the owners had not been maintaining their lawn and house, most likely due to grief.

Picking up the ladder and setting it just under the window, Christina began climbing it until she had made it to the top.

Just as she was climbing in, she accidentally kicked the ladder, sending it falling back and partially landing on the concrete patio below, causing it to clatter loudly.

She winced when it happened, cursing herself for not being more careful before perking up when she heard the sound of someone waking up in another room.