Killer Without A Name

Killer Without A Name I

As a child I never imagined the way I would die , or simply what would happen to cause my precious life to end. Growing up I didn't have any friends , just my imagination and books that my mother would give me from the near by library that she volunteered at time to time. My mother was a breathtaking woman and I'm not just saying that because I'm her only offspring but because every male tried to grab a chance with my mother , but she never gave them a time of day. She was usually the kind to let the men down easy when it came to rejecting them , but she wasn't a fool , when you got in her way she was as vicious as a snake and would use her venom if necessary. Fighting to the death is what she would do when it came to my well being and safety , I greatly thanked her for that because she never had to put up with this or even me.

My father was a selfish , cold-hearted , calamitous man who cared nothing for us and gave all he had to his pack and self pride ; he was nothing like my mother and I. He was an Alpha over the largest and deadliest pack known to the Lycan world , they killed rapidly not saving a soul no matter your age or rank , you were a complete goner when you messed with my father and his men. The man was a monster inside and out , there was no such thing as a 'good bone' in his body because he had none , pure hate filled his veins pumping to his ice cold heart. My mother kept me far from him in hopes that I wouldn't hear any of the hurtful and cruel words that spilled out of his mouth at her , in hopes that I wouldn't catch the dangerous diseases that had infected his body to make him act the way he did.

July 17th of 2007 was the last day I saw my father , he had a pack meeting and decided to foolishly leave my mother and I at home while he went. Before he left he would always come by while my mother was outside fiddling with her rose bushes. I vividly remember sitting on the fireplace playing with my favorite blond doll ,Misty , Mrs.Mitchell gave it to me as a Christmas gift that year. In the middle of my playing Misty was harshly ripped from my hands , leaving my them a bright red color. My eyes trailed up the bulky , muscular body looking at every inch and detail that sculpted him , I saw my father standing in front of me with a demon scowl marked on his face. His dark brown hair hanging in front of his circular face covering half of his forehead , when he would get upset , which was most of the time , he would ran his large, thick fingers through his hair until it was slick back and disheveled looking. The pure gold hovered on top of his eyes signaling a lustful feeling had poured into his twisted mind.

Was he lust pointed toward me?

The stupid sly smirk he always gave me washed onto his full pink lips as he stocked toward me with all his power and authority radiating off his massive structure slapping me in the face. Kneeling down beside me , he waved Misty in the air moving her side to side teasing me.

"Do you want this back ?" He said staring directly into my eyes already knowing the answer.

Cunning , all cunning actions.

I nodded my head telling him I wanted my Misty back , as expected , he did not hand her over. Putting the doll behind his back , he grabbed my face roughly making my face scrunch up and my lips look akin to a fish's lips. He looked into my eyes raking his brain to come up with an unreasonable bargain so I could receive my doll again. Moving his pupils from mine he began to fiddle with the buttons on my violet dress. Discerning what he was trying to do I attempted to maneuver out of his vice grip but that only resulted to a severe pinch on my thigh. It was sharp and throbbing , quickly spreading through my nerve system causing me to yelp in pain and fear.

"Hush ! " He roared using his Alpha command.

Squirming to get out of his disgusting touch , I did the absolute unthinkable. Cleaning all the mucus from my nose I glided the green substance to my mouth and briskly bolted it out of my mouth onto his face.