Freedom

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We were ushering the kids out of the cages and noticed that a few were having trouble standing. The clown had drained them so much of their life force. Heather was huddling the kids together and counting them all. I scooped up two smaller kids and held them in each of my arms.

"Don't you worry, you are all going home now." Heather says.

They all give weak smiles at us. It melted my heart to see that they will finally be home and safe. I had always wanted to settle down and have kids one day. For some reason Aaron came into my thoughts. He was always a good friend to us especially to Dad. I always thought Aaron was a little odd, like he was different some how. Coming back to reality we headed out of the tent through the side. Heather went first with the bulk of the kids and I staggered back to make sure we all got out fast and safe. I look over my shoulder and caught Dominic's eye and I signaled to him that the job was done. When we were almost in the clear the clown somehow caught on to what was going on and some how forced Dominic and his buddies backwards making them slam against ground, knocking two of them out and just stunning Dominic. The clown takes off his mask and locks eyes with me. He growls at me and lunges forward towards me. In an instant I yell at heather "Here, take these two and the rest and run to Stella and Catlady Anna. "You will be safe there."

" But what about you?" Heather says.

" I will be fine, don't worry about me. " Now go!!".

I was scared at this point because I have never been in a fight before. Dad taught us self defense. Now is the time to use it.
The clown caught up to me and I stood my ground. Seeing the clown without his mask up close he had the most horrible evil face. Half of his face looked like it was melted. Those eyes were the hardest to look at. The clown starts pacing back and forth. I tried to continue standing my ground but that was wearing thin. I heard the clown growl at me again and he lunged forward at me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me to the ground. Hitting my head so hard made me feel so dizzy. I tried to move but he picked half of my body up and slammed me to the ground again. Pain shot through my whole body and felt I couldn't move. The clown got on top of me and held me down. He was so close to my face that I had to look away. He laughed. It was was so sinister like that it ran my blood cold. He leans even closer to my face that I could feel his hot breath. He sniffed me like a dog. It made my stomach turn. He laughed again. Then I heard him speak. At first his voice sounded raspy.

" So, you're one of the Winchester daughters. " I can smell the hunter in you"." You're weak just like your daddy was. He snarls.  He laughs again

Hearing this made my blood boil. It angered me to hear this evil clown talk about my dad. I can't believe he kept us in the dark about all of this. I stayed up late at night sometimes waiting for him. He told us we would understand someday. That day is today.

" I will show you weak." I say.
He smiles at me and I cringe.

I slowly move my arms and legs  to make sure they are working correctly and before I could even register what was going on I watch as the clown is being lifted off of me and I move from under him. I lean up and stare into some intense blue eyes. Ah those eyes to my rescue.

The clown struggles a little and makes a snide remark "What was that you said, oh that you will show me you're not weak like your father?"

I grab the dagger out of my pocket and lunge at him. I aim it right for his heart but as I get closer he gets loose from Dominic's grasp. This angers me even more. I lunge at him again and manage to tackle him to the ground. As I raised my dagger, I hear him laugh again and I drive it straight into his heart. The clown disapates into a fiery smoke and disappears.

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