!𝖢𝖱𝖠𝖲𝖧! I groan turning over in bed when I hear another crash and bang resulting in me springing my eyes open and jumping out of bed. Running down the stairs I hear shouting and I abruptly stop dead in my tracks on the stairs when I see my mom and dad being held down on the floor with their hands behind their backs and men in masks with guns pointing at the back of my parents heads. I gasp and quickly cover my hand but it was too late and one of the men spotted me. I quickly turn around and run back up the stairs towards my room and lock it, my gaze shifting down to the left side of me seeing my desk while my body is keeping the door shut.
Testing my luck I rush over and start going through the drawers. "Shit shit shit! Where is it!?!" I whisper yell. The banging on the door getting louder "Yes!" I pull out my hunting knives my grandfather had given me for Christmas one year.
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I snap the covers for them on my waist with haste and ready myself into a fighting stance with both daggers out. The door busts open and 3 guys with masks and a crow emblem on their chests run inside armed with guns and immediately start running at me trying to take me down. I dodge one trying to stab me with the knife and swipe his leg out from under him causing him to fall. I swiftly close the gap between me and one of the other guys jabbing him in the nose with the back of my right knife and kicking groin resulting in him falling to his knees holding his bleeding nose and aching crotch.
I wince feeling a bullet graze the side of my arm, moving to the side when he shoots a second bullet. Fear clear in his eyes and I run towards him both swords ready to tear him to shreds. Halting for a mere moment when I hear my mother's scream and a bang. My eyes turn a darker shade and my nostrils flare as I continue my attack towards the armed man. We fight back and forth for a moment and before he can pick his gun back up I tear my knife into his arm twisting it into the wooden floor boards.
He wails in agony. "YOU FUCKING BITCH YOULL PAY FOR THIS. HE WILL FIND YOU!" I roll my eyes taking my other blade and jamming it into his chest, watching his body twitch for a moment. The life draining from his eyes. I huff and roll my shoulders back, standing up and rushing down the stairs to find my mother dead. Her skin pale and her eyes blank. I tear up looking around for my father when I hear heavy breathing and groaning coming from the kitchen. I turn around the corner and see my dad holding his side, his hands covered in blood. I rush to his side sobbing and kneeling down to cover his hands with my own. Blood getting all over my already bloody clothes.
"My dear Y/n" He frowns. " Take dorth our stable horse and get as far away as you can. They will come looking for you. Go to our bedroom into the closet and look behind the clothes. The code is 031802. Take whatever you need and run. I'm sorry our baby we love you very much." He says softly while shakily being his hand to my face. "No no no dad you can't please! I can't do this without you. What happened?! " I sob leaning into his touch and holding his hand on my face. He smiles and coughs blood.
"It's going to be okay Y/n. I love you kiddo." His eyes closing and his hand dropping from my face. His body still. "No please dad" I sob over his body, shaking and looking at my hands covered in his blood.
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