D.N.A

Chapter 2 "Dead"

Rapunzel's p.o.v.

I woke up, my head was spinning and it was hurting a lot. I winced at the pain and then fully opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. I was in a closet, and there was barely enough light in the small room to see my legs. The door was closed and my legs and arms were both tied, and my mouth was covered with a cloth like earlier.  I was sitting down, so it was hard to stand up. After several times of trying to stand up, I finally gave up. I looked around, looking for anything sharp objects that would be strong enough to help me untie myself.

I finally managed to get my hands on a hanger. I grabbed it, and with the end off the hook I started to stab the cloth that was tying my arms together. After a bunch of stabbing, I had finally managed to cut the cloth all the way through, allowing me to separate my hands, and then do the same to my legs. I stood up and then yanked the cloth that had been covering my mouth, off.  I went straight to the door knob and was about to turn it when I suddenly realized something. What exactly was my plan when I got out of the closet? Was I just going to runaway? Or was I going to attack those monsters and get my dad back? That is, off course if I am still alive at that time, which I highly doubt. 

I had made up my plan, First, I would go down stairs and get any weapons that I could find, preferably knives. Next, I would make sure that they didn't see me so that I could get them by surprise and attack them. Then, is obviously the actual attacking part, but of course, I don't want to kill them. And Finally, I will get my father and runaway, run as far away as possible from here, from this house. So that was my plan, And I truly wish that it goes as planned. 

I took a deep breathe, trying to
mentally prepare myself for what was going to happen. I rested my ear on the door, trying to hear for any sound that might be happening behind the door. When I was sure that there was no one behind it, I opened the door slowly. I carefully closed the door behind me, trying to avoid making any noise, when I closed  it I walked out of the bedroom. I looked both ways outside of the room before going outside. I ran down the stairs, tiptoeing a bit as I did so. 

I finally finished running down the stairs and walked down the hall in front of the stairs, when I reached the end corner of the wall, I peeked out of it, making sure that nobody was there. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of knives, making sure that I didn't cut myself, I pulled up the end of my pants and slipped a knife in it and then pulled the end of my pant over it, covering and holding the knife in place. I took another knife and slipped it up the sleeve of my shirt, and then another one on the side of my hip under the pant. I kept one knife in my hand and turned around to make my way to find the room were that they were keeping my father in, when to my surprise the masked man was in front of me, not directly in front of me, but a few inches away.

Man: "Well look what we have here?" 

He said, walking closer to me and crossing his arms over his chest.

I panicked, and felt my hand start to shake a little, causing the knife to dig into my skin, I winced and then stepped back a few steps. 

Me: "Don't make me hurt you."

I said threat-fully, trying to scare him away.

Man: "Oh, well I think that someone else is going to end up getting hurt. And it isn't going to be me."

He said, walking closer to me. He then ran up to me and threw a sloppy punch toward my direction. I easily dodged it, and then aimed my knife straight to his chest.

Me: "Don't make me."

I said.

Man: " Oh but i'm not making you do anything."

He replied, making my grip against the knife harden.

I gulped, and then swiped the knife across his chest, ripping open his shirt and cutting into his flesh.

Man: "AHHHH."

He yelled, putting a hand over his cut. I then ran up the stairs and onto my dad's room, were I assumed that they had him. I tried turning the knob to open the door but it didn't work, I slapped the door multiple times. 

Me: "Let me in!!!!"

I yelled, looking back down the stairs to make sure that the man wasn't coming back.

I walked away a little bit and then ran into the door, trying to throw it down. Luckily, I succeeded and it fell down. I ran inside the room and searched the whole bedroom, and then I spotted him. My face immediately dropped as well as the knife in my hand. For a second I felt my whole world freeze. My dad was on the floor, his lifeless body filled with cuts and stabs. I slowly walked up to his body, feeling my eyes start to water. 

Me: "No."

I simply said, trying not to break into tears. This isn't happening, this isn't real. I said, over and over in my head, but that wasn't helping how I felt inside, I felt like it was the end of the world. I knelled down in front of him and caressed his cold cheek. I held his wrist, looking to see if there was any kind of miracle and that he would have his pulse, but there wasn't. I shut my eyes close, allowing a whole bunch of tears to slide down my face. I sobbed loudly, not caring if that man heard me or not. I stood up and looked at my fathers body one last time, and then stared at the puddle of blood next to him. Blood must have blood. I said to myself, swearing to myself that I would find out who did this to my father, and then I would make them pay.

A/N: Hey guys, I really hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter and that you didn't mind the couple of changes that I made throughout the whole chapter. If you noticed the little 1OOth reference there, then you are even more amazing then what you guys already are. Stay welmed and until next time guys, bye!!

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