DOLL

Dollhouse (continued)

(Song does not belong to me!!! Another's theme for Doll, fits well:))
Kite's father rudely stumbled across the room with a bottle in hand , swaying along with his familiar pissed off expression plastered onto his face. He yelled at her small and defenseless figure," YOU IGNORANT LITTLE SH*T! WHY DIDN'T YOU MAKE ME FOOD LIKE I TOLD YOU!?!", This, however did not cause Kite to react but only to give worries for her dollhouse. But asides all that , Kite only greeted him in the most calmest matter along with her same emotionless expression, "Father." She said sitting down crisscross ,her only clean pink knee-high dress spread all around her small waist- it was June 5th, 1941 her 10th birthday. Kite was next to her dollhouse holding on of her favorite dolls,"I had made your meal. It is in the fr-",Kite was interrupted by her father,"I don't wanna hear your damn excuses! This is the final last straw girly!", He then pointed to the dollhouse behind her with his hand holding the bottle,"if only you weren't so distracted with that chunck of wood you would have made me dinner!", Her father then turned his back from her to the opened door," Jade get your ass over here!", He yelled. Her older brother slowly entered the room , as if savoring this moment, his semi- straight long blond hair swaying in front of his face along with his sinister grin in place and his sharp ax in hand ready to strike at any moment," Jade ya know how to make your old man proud", her father said as Jade slowly nodded as if on cue," Kill her", Jade lift his ax and lifted it across his head swinging it at Kite leaving her to spring towards the side easily dodging his first attack on causing Jade to accidentally meet his weapon stuck inside the fragile dollhouse destroying it completely. Kite had caught a small, quick glance from her dollhouse, tears beginning to form. Her father immediately tried to pin down kite to the wall before she could escape but about the time Jade took out his ax out of the set Kite was already gone running further and further away from her 'home' into the forest with tears already spilling as she started to sprint as fast as her weak legs could take. Kite heard distant shouts out of her brother who then soon after faded. When Kite felt as if she were safe, she later then to bend over to a tree, panting hard, only unexpectedly vomit. She began to cry hestartically sitting down against the same tree away from her vomit. Kite pulled up her knees towards her chin, continuing to sob. Everything she once had and have kept her strong and sane was her mother's handmade dollhouse. After a couple of hours have passed, Kite stood still, unmoving from her spot. Kite then soon heard a twig snapped near her, feeling an eerie presence breathing down her neck beside her. The figure then leaned against her ear and spoke in a raspy tone," What are you doing here all alone little girl?", the man said. Kite looked up only to meet with a pair of pitch black souless eyes with white pupils along with a devilish grin plastered on his face. Little did Kite knew about the dangers she was facing, without second thought introduced herself," I-I ran away from my bad family..." the man looked up and down examining her dress as he begins to question her apparel," My my," He said," what a lovely dress you're wearing", kite began to look down at her dress eyeing at all the dirt and dust that has been caught on to the pink skirt," oh well it is my birthday today and I thought I should wear this dress to remind of my mommy who died because of my d- ", Kite was interrupted when the man took her hand and lifted her up from the ground and begin to guide her through a dirt path taking her futher away into a dark, unfamiliar side of the forest. Kite began to question his behavior, " Umm Mister? Where are you taking me?",she asked, the summer breeze soon hitting her scared legs still looked up at the stranger until he turned his head back enough to meet one eye with both of hers continuing to walk foward ," Somewhere magical for your birthday of course! Also you can call me Red.", Kite's eyes immediately lit up with joy with one beaming smile. After a couple of minutes have passed and Kite and Red came across an old, 6 story high, abandoned factory. Mosses covering every stone and wall, windows shattered ,a couple of cobwebs can be seen from inside of the windows creating an eerie feeling , uncomfortable to be exact as they slowly entered as if something were to jump out at them,"are you sure this is the right place? It doesn't seem magical. ," Kite stated but no word came from his red coated figure, as if completely ignoring her, while passing through the crumbling, mangled hallway. Soon after climbing a couple of flights of stairs, they both reached the fifth floor, in which from that point Red snuck up behind kite holding both of his gloved hands from behind covering Kite's eyes still leading her to a room, according to her senses, while hearing Red shutting a metal door behind them. Kite began to feel more concerned about , not the suprise but her safety as Red lead her to a cold table it seems. He removed his hands from her small eyes. The first thing Kite witness was a rusty table, in what seems to be covered in old blood stains along with some metal chains possibly made to hold down the limbs of passed victims. Taking it all in, she soon realized that her life ends here, one her birthday ,"Suprise!", Red exclaimed as he plugged a knife into her torso from behind having access to pinning Kite down to the table easily strapping the chains. Kite struggled to free herself as the pain soon struck her making her weak, satisfaction appearing onto Red's face while walking over to a corner where there lied a rusty metal cart with surgical equipment , organized ready to be used. Red began to push the cart towards Kite's vulnerable weak figure following a trace of small sqeaks of the ungreased wheels of the cart. When he approached the table , that was in the middle of the room, Kite began to cry. Red slapped Kite across her face causing her to stop as he then grabbed a pair of scissors removing Kite's dress until she had nothing on but her underwear. Kite felt nothing but exposed, embarrassed, and terrified,"It was fun little dollhouse, well so why the wait? Let's celebrate!!," Red said after inserting a scalpel into her stomach causing Kite to scream in the horrific pain she had ever experienced as Red began to twist the blade in center slowly cutting through the flesh followed by psychological laughter. The cycle continued as Red began to dissect her body by pulling organs them out one by one believe in her lungs and heart at stake. Just when Kite was about to be numb to the pain along with a throat raw from screaming in agony, Red then pull out a pair of glistening,
silver scissors from the tray next to him and began to tear one of her eyes out I could handle this no more and she passed out not long after Red stabbed her heart ending her short existence.

Kite then woke up feeling unusual than she was before, and something was different but she could not find out what until she looked at her hands. The color of her hands was ghostly pale as she looked down to her feet only to realize there was nothing just for the stream of fog that trailed down from the waist similar to what a ghost would have had. Soon when she resin up she looked down at her down, that was also part of the fog, her dress was still intact over body but one thing was different it was great and the straps were skinnier than usual the boat was no longer at the cleavage of her dress nor was a little Ruffles or color of pink remained leaving her with nothing but a simple strap dress that seemed to be torn at the edges when she looked around the room nothing seemed familiar to her from the torture devices to the wall window and floor nothing seems similar neither that man who was cleaning up some sort of bloody mess and when she could not make out the man left the room leaving only her to follow she continued to follow him out of the building and would she still could not have recognized to the forest and yet no memory had arrived soon after the man jumped some sort of mangled body into a wild stream of water and where he has a left to abandon the body and leave she looked back small crimson thought flashed before her and she continued yet still to follow him soon after a couple of hours later the man stopped at an old fashioned two-story building which appeared to be a home for a family of 5 ,where he knocked at the paint - chipped door along with an answer coming from an old man with streaks of grey and a beer who then greeted him pulling out a thick wad of cash, laughing hysterically, and then the man ,who now had the money, left only for him to instantly vanish, into thin air. Kite was a bit confused at the time until a teenaged boy about ten years older than herself came outside to dump a shattered wooden dollhouse out in front. Strong flashbacks of her past self all resumed back into her memories. leaving kite filling up with nothing but rage as the boy spilled oil onto the house lighting a match left to burn as he smiled in amusement. Kite's now short banged, straight, long white hair flew wildly with the wind in every direction as two, black, streaks formed down and above her eyes which was glowing a dangerous silver. With a lift of both of her arms she was able to pin down her brother to the wall of her house making him scream in panic while setting while she said it the house in flames burning he and his father to death. Smoke swiftly risen as Kite smiled in success, chains appearing out of nowhere around her wrists and neck. Kite realized what this meant for that until she finds the who took her life away, proxies will be needed to complete certain tasks and missions to help do her dirty work to find any lead or clue to where Red could possibly be. So as years passed, terror and torture is what she brought with her as each unlucky victim died in a terrible fate in her hands all in mean to search for a proxy that is until she met two abandon, run away,twins after a traumatizing experience.....

Satellite and Matellite...