FLASHBACK---
I sit in my empty room. Alone. In silence. I continue to construct this makeshift knife out of my pencils. A pile of pencil shavings sits next to me. The walls surround me, covered with tallies from countless days of being held captive by my hateful parents. My damaged hands continue to bleed from constant work. I hurriedly finish my work of art, knowing that I have less than a minute before my breakfast is served. Holding my knife in front of me, I admire the detail of my deadly weapon. Hearing footsteps approach, I stand at the back of my door, patiently waiting for my parents to unlock it.
Today is the 5th of February, my twelfth birthday. Footsteps creak on every step of the stairs, then, the bedroom handle turns slowly. I see my father, the man who psychotically tried to kill me at birth, the man who convinced my mother that I wasn't meant to be, that I was useless. Bellowing with anger and teary eyes, I raged towards him like a bull seeing red. This is it, this was the moment I had been waiting for. I reach him within a matter of seconds and ferociously drive the knife into his side. I look into his ocean blue eyes as they roll back into his head. In shock, I slowly back away. My heart tells me to stop, but the black energy in me forces me to continue. I eagerly run down the stairs to my parents bedroom.
I halt at the doorway as I see my mother brushing some strange powder on her face. She sees me in the mirror and stares at me for a few seconds. She then turns her painted face to look at me properly. Being tall for my age I surpass her by a few centimetres.
"Jacquelyn...", she says. I can't remember the last time my name was mentioned.
"Why?...", I ask as the tears in my eyes start forming like hazy clouds.
"You know why Jackie." I just stand there looking at her. She shouldnt even have the right to say my name. My mother's eyes drift away from mine to look at the knife I possess in my hand, I then remember what I am here for. I take a few steps towards her.
"You don't have to do this". She says
I cock my head to the side, "But I do." I scream as I direct the knife into it's location.
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The Beasts Within Us
Mystery / ThrillerWhen the children of Fogmount turn 18 they are assessed by skill in each clan and village and taken to become lethally trained assassins at the kings palace. Jacquelyn Ember is a rebellious and deadly killer who is on the run from the soldiers and s...
