Stark's Daughter

Chaper 23

      It's gone. All of the guilt and pain. Gone. And it feels great. I stand up, calmly, and head for the door to the tower.

"Stephanie, I thought you were upset." Clint wondered.

"Oh, that? Yeah, not anymore." I smirk, heading back inside.

Inside, I find Anna walking toward me.

"Steph, you had a breakdown. Are you alright?" She asks.

"Of course. By the way, your daddy is coming by soon." I give away.

"What?" Anna asks.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Don't think I was supposed to say anything." I remark sarcastically.

"How long will he be staying?" Anna keeps asking more and more questions.

"Oh, I don't know. Few days. But then, I hear he's going to abandon you...again. Anyway, I don't have time to play twenty questions. I have somewhere to be and some people to kill." I respond.

Her face said it all. She didn't know what was going on. No one does. And that's the beauty of it. One minute, innocent, weak. The next... We all know the rest of that statement.

I glance over my shoulder, looking at everyone still on the balcony. I wonder what Anna is telling them. That I'm evil? That I've changed? That I'm not "me" anymore? Oh well. She'll get it over it. They all will.

I smirk again and leave.

~~5 months later~~

I never knew how much fun going around on a killing spree was until I turned off my humanity. I don't feel the guilt in it anymore. I don't feel anything anymore. No love, pain, hate, guilt. Nothing.

Not long after the first day, everyone realized what I did. They've attempted getting me back again. Although, that'll never happen. What do I have...to come back to? I've already told them that I'm better off this way.

My killing spree is going perfectly too. A person a day keeps the humanity away. Sometimes, it's more than one person. The funny thing is, I've killed almost two-hundred people in five months, yet no one has even noticed. Or maybe they have, but they haven't caught me.

"Stephanie, there is someone here to see you." Jarvis says, over the intercom.

I sigh, "okay, what lame attempt are you going to try this time?"

I roll my eyes and head downstairs. In the lobby, everyone stands around the door. I can tell there's a surprise guest at the door, but everyone crowds whoever it is.

"Stephanie..." Dad says.

"Just move." I push everyone out of the way to see who it was.

And there he is.

Junior.

I clench my jaw. I know what this is. They're just trying to get me to turn it back on. I shake my head in denial.

"It's not gonna happen. So, don't even try." I say.

Junior steps toward me.

"Stop. Whatever foolish attempt to turn my switch back on, you're all failing." I spat.

He took another step closer to me. As he did, I took one back.

"That's enough!" I scream.

I stare at Junior and cause him pain. Starting on the inside.