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She was running. Running from what, she couldn't tell. Kaliyah could hear her father's voice yell for her, yell for the small girl to save him. But she couldn't tell from which direction his voice came from.

"Dad!" She yelled, her throat raw and scratchy.

This time, there was no answer.

Kaliyah stopped running and looked around. Where was he? He had to be near. Yet the forest she was in gave nothing away. Everything was silent.

A soft melody started to play. It was the same song her mother use to sing to her when she was little. The song she sang to herself the day father died.

"Come my darling,

Come my dear.

The house is cold,

Yet I see a fire burning."

The voice of her mother sang. She could feel her rapid heart slow down as the familiar song began to calm Kaliyah down.

"Come my darling,

Come my dear.

The house a flame,

And the world burning."

Suddenly the song started to change. The voice of her mother replaced with her cold and heartless voice that she used after father died.

"Darling why don't you

Burn with me,

Life has gone,

Hell has came.

Dear come and lay with

Me."

Kaliyah could hear bullets rain down from off in the distance, adding to the eerie music.

"Don't tell a soul,

Don't speak a word.

Heaven have not a place

For you.

So why don't you come

And burn with me."

A cry rang out. And pain flared through her stomach. Laughter circled around her. Anger. That's all Kaliyah could feel.

Anger.

And she let out a rawr as fire consumed her.

"Very good." Kaliyah's eyes snapped open at the sound of the Mistress' voice. "Was that really so hard sweetie?"

She let out a sigh as she sat up. Kaliyah had been laying on the cold concrete floor and her body ached. Through her groggy vision she could see the Mistress sitting at her desk, looking down at her with unforgiving eyes.

"What?" Kaliyah asked confused.

She shook her head, "Dear, this would have gone so much better if you just told me your power."

Her thoughts tumbled around, confused, "My power?"

"Yes dear, your power."

"But..." She frowned, "I don't have any power."

The Mistress stood, causing her chair to screech across the floor, "Sweetheart, it is not good for a young soul like you to lie to your elder."

But I'm not lying, her thoughts screamed, "But-"

The door cut her off. It slammed against the wall as Sir Butt entered with a few other men who looked like they took to many steroids.

"Mistress," Sir Butt said, giving the woman a small bow, "Would you like us to move Miss Kaliyah to the next stage?"

It was quiet as the Mistress eyed the young girl, she then nodded, "Yes Mr. Lester, I will join you in a moment."

He nodded and grabbed Kaliyah by the arm and pulled her up, "Yes Mistress." The large man pushed her towards one of the other men who grabbed her and blindfolded her.

They dragged Kaliyah down hallway after hallway until they stopped and she was aloud to see again. They were now in another dark room but this one only held a operating table and a few cabinets.

Kaliyah gulped but before she could open her mouth to say anything, she was pulled over to the table and thrown onto it. Sir Butt began to strap her to the table as one of the other men opened one of the cabinets.

"Do not worry kid," One of the men said, "This is just standard procedure."

Standard procedure for what? She wanted to ask, but her world went dark once more.

Sir Butt laughed, "Let's get started."

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