Born to Kill |Clato|

Chapter 5

I’m not sure of where I am, or what am I doing here but something in the air tells me that  it isn’t something good.

How did I get here? I don’t know, the only thing I know right now is that this place is freezing cold.

—“Clove Green” — a muffled voice says my name with fury, whoever this is it’s getting closer.

—“Who are you?” — I say sitting in a velvety white chair.

—“Don’t you recognize your own father’s voice? That hurts my little girl” — my eyes widened when I heard the raspy voice I loathed.

—“Rilus? How… did you find me?” —I could hear the fear in my own voice, and every passing second made the urge to run harder to resist.

—“It doesn’t matter, what matters now is that our family is together again, right Cassey?” — I turn around to see what I feared. Not only has he found us, but he had her too.

—“Let her go, Rilus” —my voice was a claimant whisper, he knew I would do anything to save my little sister from his clutches and I was sure that he’d use it against me.

I tried to run, to take her away from him, but it seemed as if every time I was near them they just went further away.  

And suddenly he stopped, grabbed the little girl by the neck and punched her delicate face.

Her helpless and frail body hit the ground making a horrible sound.

Everything went black…

I thought that this was the end that somehow he had managed to kill me.

 I was very wrong.

My hand and fee were tied; tape covering my mouth, all I could do was watch.

Cassidy was behind the wall, crying desperately, asking for help. 

—Dear Clove, I warned you. Before you ran away, that bad things would happen, remember?—he smiled maliciously and a table with all sorts of weapons came out of the wall — these are the consequences

He grabbed Cassidy’s arm and inserted something resembling a needle in her arm, Cass shouted but Rilus silenced her with a blow.

—Enjoy the show— he pressed a button and spikes went out to Cassidy’s body. Her cries of agony pierced my ears, every inch of her small torso was bleeding.

Every time my little sister moved those things were buried deeper and deeper into her body, tears began to fall from my eyes and the feeling of not being able to do anything was unbearable.

'This is your fault, you should’ve never escaped', 'Your sister is going to die for YOUR fault', these phrases repeated themselves over and over in my head.

Guilt overwhelmed me and my chest started to hurt.

Rilus got bored and was now looking at a sword mischievously.

—Let’s see how much damage can this cause— he felt it in his hands and delivered the blow, Cassidy’s hand separated from the rest of her body and hit the thin glass , her blood red as the carmine clouded the glass. Oh, but as the wonderful father he is, Rilus cleaned it so I could see again.

Little Cassidy was about to pass out, she was close to giving up. I managed get my feet free and I ran to the only thing that separated me from her.