The kitty and Mr. Hellsing

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I woke up with pure pain in my back. I sat up slowly. I groggily peeled my eyes open.  It happened so quickly I barely heard the whistle of the whip. I felt the familiar whip crack against my flesh. A loud scream erupted from my lips. My lips quivered and fresh salty tears poured from my eyes. This was a usual occurrence for me. Day in and day out I was beaten and abused by men I once called friends.

It had been like this ever since my mother died. I was young at the time when "someone killed her". Now you may  be wondering why, who, what? You could also be completely confused all together. First let's start with who is am.  I am sixteen year old girl named Elena. I don't find myself attractive in the slightest. I find myself disgusting and repulsive. My skin is practically covered in scars and sometimes even wounds depending what time of day it happens to be. I just happen to be  five foot even and very thin. I have long black hair which I don't even bother to brush anymore.  I am nothing more then a enslaved monster. I am merely a piece in my fathers chess game. A ruined piece of flesh held down by a demon. I was born just as you or anyone else would have been. Although I am extremely different.

My patience for this had worn off. My years of punishment had to end sooner or later. I would rather I had some hint of an idea to escape.That horrible day when my father locked me up, for god knows how long. I would get out of this hell hole my father called home for us. I wouldn't be the sweet submitting bitch father wanted me to be. I was more then that. I was born to be a monster. A spawn of Satan himself within my body.

When the whip cracked against my back again, I grabbed it. The whip was crisp and new but stained with my blood. The leather freshly greased and ready. I let out a giggle softly. The room itself seem to darken. The corners seemed to close in and the shadows darkened.My adrenaline pumped through me with enough strength to throw a brand new couch, I flung the young soldier across the room. My mind imagined him, the solider with his wicked grin, towering over me with that torture device now bend and broken. His body hit the cold stone wall with a sick sadistic crack. Blood dribbled from the soldier's mouth from the impact of hitting the wall.

"Why hasnt the rolls changed now. Hmmm what should I do with you now?" I chuckled.

"No, no..."He choked out, blood pouring down his pale face.

"Oh yes, yes!" I giggled insanely.

I giggled as his eyes went wide with fear. I crawled of my bed gracefully as an angel and stood up. As I walked to the man I felt my eyes change. My eye sight was more defined now. I streched my pale, short, tiny limbs. I walked slowly towards his body. leaned down next to him and kissed his neck. His own blood had trickled down from his mouth down his neck. I licked the small amount of it up and dug my sharp teeth into his soft slight stubble covered neck. I felt a surge of power as I drained his body.

Wiping my face I grabbed my backpack that held my razors, my stuffed bunny, and my note pad and pencils. Today is the day when it all ends. My pain. my suffering. Everything. The game has changed.

"The game has just begun" A deep voice rang out.

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