Nefarious

It's Over [part 1]

I take a deep breath and turn the corner, trying to locate her. 

It wouldn't be so damn hard if this place wasn't proofed. I can't use any of my locate powers

Noticing that her bedroom door is open I stand up straight, slowly turning and opening it wider

I gasp when I look at the state of her room

There's books, papers everywhere, her walls have been scratched and probably punched considering the holes in them. Her dressers turned  on it's side, the contents spilling out of the slightly opened drawers. I take a step into the room and look around more. On each of the walls there's a bit of I'm hoping dried blood. 

I'm hoping that it's not shit. . that'd really ruin my day

"Why are you here" A tired, hoarse voice calls out

I spin around on my heels look at the speaker

"Ah, I was wondering if you were here" I say, sarcasm evident in my voice

Her once bright brown eyes, now drag down, as she stares at me, like she's lost something. Her hair's been cut to ear length, like a pixie cut, if it was done using someone's nails. She looks reasonably thinner, and her hand is bandaged

"Mental breakdown? Realise your full of shit?" I say, practically spitting the words

She huff and walks further into the room, sitting down on her bed

No. How am I supposed to fight if she's like this

"I'm tired, I'm actually exhausted. So do what you were doing and leave me alone"

"I'm here to kill you"

Her eyes fleet up to me, before she turns away

"Then do it, I've had enough"

I scoff as anger rises up in me

"Oh yeah cause being your Mother's personal golden trophy wasn't great? Helping her kill so many people only has it effects on you now"

"Well, you probably wouldn't understand. Since your motherless and all. But behind the scenes? I was treated the same as you, well maybe not you, but the rest of them"

I walk over to her, fist clenched as I punch her directly in her nose

She falls back and holds her nose, groaning in pain as she rolls around

I drag her by her ankles as her head hits the ground. I lean down to her face and pull her arms away from her bloody nose as I feel myself loose control

"Fucking fight me" I hiss

"Talk about my Mama not being here, but at least my Father stayed"

Her eyes flash in anger as she pushes me roughly. It causes me to stumble, but I keep still none the less

"Say that again" She spits, getting up quickly

"My father? Is at home. And he'll always be at home. Yours? Knew you'd be a disappointment since day one. Unlike your special mother, he knew when to drop ship. Or drop shit" I say with a smirk

Growling she reaches into her belt, pulling out a dagger

"Oh, so that's all it took? A small, truthful comment? Damn, I should've done this quicker"

She runs towards me with the dagger, but at the last second I light transport to the basement

Better to fight her where I know best. I basically have this place carved into my brain