In RED!!

chapter 2- Got'cha

We were still sitting by the lake watching the lenterns drift off along with the peddals of peace that we had placed in the water.There was a long moment of silence. "It's a cold night huh?"Clio asked moving closer to me.She was one of my cousins, although she was older than me she really looked very young,She had dirtyblond hair with coca Brown eyes . She was the only one of the triplets that had very much communication with me the others,Justin and Ellenor didn't communicate that much with me but the did talk to each other in quiet voices.
"Uh..yeah It's pretty windy I guess "I replied folding my arms.
"I haven't seem you in a long time,how have you been?"she asked with one of her arms around me.
"Fine,just wishing she was here right now,She..."I couldn't finish the sentence.
"I know she was a good person and loves all of us equally and I am sure she would've loved to meet you"Clio said with a soft smile on her face.

Suddenly that smile was replaced with a look I couldn't quiet decipher "something is wrong" she stated looking around in panic, I looked at the others and they also had same look on their faces.
"We are under attack!" One of the Elders,My Grandfather,exclaimed.
As if on cue strangers started appearing out of thin air and the numbers increased, they were all wearing dark clothes and they all had the same pale skin.
"Nicolás take care of her" Grandfather odered. And without another word Uncle Nick charged torwads me with unrecognisable speed and before I could blink I was behind a bush.

The strangers began attacking my family and there was a World War happening infront of me. One of the strangers struck a knife on Aunt Ámilie's shoulder earning an agonising scream from her,Nick who was next to me just a second ago was now fighting for the love of his life. I felt rough hands cover my mouth and nose, another hand strangling my neck and soon found it very difficult to breath and black dots started to fill my vision.

I woke up in a very dimly lit room, My hands up in the shackles above my head. A man walked in the room with very dark eyes,eyes I've only seen once before when Aunt Ámilie was angry with her dad about some personal matter I was supposed to understand when I got older.
"So you finally woke, Brooks" he spat.
I stared at him,taking in his dark features.
" Who are you?" I whimpred.
"Don't act dumb, you know exactly what you and your horrible family did to my kind!" the man yelled.
'Kind'? What was he talking about?
"So Princess where is your father?"he showing distaste at the word 'princess'.
"I don't know" I whimperd. I yelped when he took a handfull of my hair and pulled it backwards.
"So you decide to lie?"he growled,"Well don't worry I'll teach you how to speak the truth " with that he took the whip that was on the table next to the other torture weapons. He swong the first strike and a scream tore from my throat, and the next strike as if my scream only encouraged him to go futher.

I felt like I could no longer stand,my legs were slipping on my own blood that kept dripping from the open wound all around my body which if I had to guess had to be more than twenty. After he had enough of trying to beat me to death, he grabbed a knife and started tracing around my neck.
"Please don't kill me"I managed to get out.
"I could just fuck you until you are left into broken pieces "he gestured. What a pervert
"You look nice but that dress doesn't show your shape so I think it's better to kill you but not without some fun that's for sure"he said with a smirk. He slowly unzipped my dress before he viciously tore it off me. A huge gasp passed his lips before he reached to touch my back. I felt low hum before a bolt of electrical energy through my veins when his hands traced around my birth-mark. "No,this can't be!"he said in disbelief "this better not be a trick Brooks or I promise you a slow painfull death" and with that he was gone.