Gellistel: An Aquiscent Curse

Chapter 2

She was dead, lying in a pool of blood.

Rene stood, facing the ground and catching glimpses of the unknown lady that stood in front of her.
She was beautiful. Except for the fact that she was decorated with weapons. That looked odd.

She suddenly stood up, and walked between the bodies
of dead men and women. The room was filled with the foul smell of blood. Then it was there, the corpse of her mother.

"You killed my mommy, didn't you?......" Rene asked in a low voice, head hung low.

The women did not speak a word and just vanished into thin air. She was gone.

Rene sat down near the corpse of her mother, and started weeping. The look of her mother's face filled her with love and hate simultaneously. She would never get over it.

Then she stood up and vowed to herself, "I swear to god that this 'curse' will be destroyed by me!"

"Save those words, kid, the curse is not easy to get" a voice said from behind.

Rene turned and saw the woman standing there.

"You told you would take me home! Liar! You left without saying anything!" Rene shouted at her.

"Slow down kid. I just went to check around..."

"Don't call me a kid! I am seven years old!"

"Seven year old are called kids..."

"Just don't call me a kid!"

"Then what should I call you?"

"Rene! It's Rene!"

Without saying another word, the woman stepped forward and grabbed Rene's hand and ran towards the door. She shoved the girl on her bike and rode off to the other end of the street, ignoring Rene, who was screaming to slow down.

The bike stopped a few meters away from a shabby-looking house. There was a bad odor that surrounded the place and smelled strongly of alcohol.

The women put down her weapons aside and invited the little girl in.

Rene was disgusted at first sight. But she didn't wanted to go back home. So she stepped in, trying to ignore the bad odor.

Inside the small house, there was only one room and it was connected to two small chambers, one of them being a kitchen and the other one a bathroom. In the room, there was only a bed at one corner and a fireplace at one side of the room. There was a shelf near the fireplace that was filled with bottles of wine and packets of cigarettes.

Rene cringed hard at the sight. She was at a place worse than her house.

The woman entered the house a few moments later and sat down on her bed.

"You will live here, kid..."

"CALL ME RENE!" she screamed at the woman, "and I am not living here! Mommy says not to trust strangers! Even if they have a pretty face!"

The women stared at her for a few moments and then questioned her, "You have a second choice?"

Rene surely did not know how to answer that. The next second rose silent. She quietly went towards the fireplace and laid down on the cold floor. The fire was big enough to keep her warm in the chilly night. She was tired from all that she had suffered the same night and immediately dozed off.

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She woke to a loud sound of wood being split into half.

"WHAT!...WHO!" Rene shouted, panic stricken.