Broken Bond (A Hotel Transylvania Fanfic)

Just Another Body...

Olivia's POV:
I held in my screams as I witnessed the horror of yet another murder. I didn't listen to Wayne when he told me to go back, I wanted to explore, and stay away from my Dad. But now the truth was revealed, the horrible, horrible truth.

I staggered over to where Mavis lay, blood oozing out of her hip as she let out one more raspy sigh. I didn't cry, though, not this time, I was out of tears, but full of fear. My head spun as I looked at everyone around me, all these killings were Wayne's, everyone I knew and loved was now dead, because of him! I was unsure wether to get revenge or forgive and forget; revenge wasn't really my personality, but Wayne had basically grabbed my heart and tore it into a thousand pieces- I had to avenge everyone who fell for his lies and faced a cruel, cold death. I sighed as I looked at my friends and family once again, before running back to the hotel. "D-Dad!?!?" I looked around everywhere but my father was nowhere to be seen, Wayne was glaring at me from the corner,
"Leave. Now." He said sinisterly, "You've saw Mavis, right? Since you didn't do as you were told!" I tried to shake his words off, of course I didn't go back to the hotel, no matter how much the sun hurt.

"I would've if you didn't lie and say my Dad was a murderer! I didn't want to come back in case I was killed!" I stood tall and proud, no sign of fear in me. The weak, fragile, gullible Olivia was way behind me now, after the things I'd seen, the 'old' me just ran away. "Where is my Dad? Game over, Wayne, you lose." I wasn't sure the change in my voice was right, it didn't seem like me, but whatever, Wayne caused me so much pain before, it was my turn....

He shook his head, chuckling, "Oh, Olivia, you just don't get it, do you? This game's only just begining..." I hardly had a second to think before an agonising pain dug into my back, I groaned as I dropped to the lobby floor, no-one around to see or hear me scream in pain, if there was anyone alive to hear me, anyways. For all I knew, Wayne could've killed the whole hotel!

I looked up and saw my 'uncle' still in his corner, it can't have been him that stabbed me then, who was it?...
I groaned as I flipped myself over onto my stomach, causing whatever was in me to go almost right through my chest. I opened my eyes slowly, nothing was there. He'd set up a trap for the next helpless victim to fall into. Wayne was chuckling quietly as he pierced me with his harsh, brown eyes.
"W-Wayne... I thought..." My voice croaked as an ice-cold tear slid down my face, "Why?..."

"WHY?!?! I know you found out about me, so I had to end it. Shame, I liked you, Olivia
"B-but Wayne... You..." Speaking was gradually getting harder and harder, as was breathing, I could feel my life slipping away...
This was all too much for me to take in, everything spun around as Wayne's laughs tortured me. I thought it would be finally peaceful to die, to escape. But no.
Wayne made my death as bad as possible via kicking me and stamping on my chest, causing the sharp object to come right through my chest. My last breath was more of a scream as I finally gave in to Wayne's games.
"Good riddance!" He cackled in hysteria. I never felt myself die, though. It was almost like I was sleeping, sleeping with no ability to wake up. A tiny person in my head was hammering my brain, jumping up and down as the world zoomed out, I saw myself lying there, motionless, alone.
It was a horrible sight and it made the person in my mind scream and shake me furiously.

"Get up... Get up!"