Fire as Strong as Iron

Slashes

I couldn't move.

I just stared. My eyes wandering over the man. He held Pebble, she was defenseless. I couldn't bare to watch him hurt her.

A knife was pressed against her neck.

He slashed it.

"No!" I screamed, my body moving unconsciously. I slammed violently into the man, flames engulfing his hands. The knife. I grabbed it.

My mind was blank.

I couldn't think.

All that repeated in my mind was to kill.

Kill Kill Kill. He rid you of your family. KILL HIM!

It would repeat so much. I felt my breathing quicken. My eyes narrowed as I gripped the knife harder. I flung it into his heart.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

All the way up to forty five stabs. I felt the warm blood slowly drip down my hands, splashing into a small yet growing puddle of blood beneath me. I stood back up, sighing in content as I stared at the puddle of blood that was still growing.

"You hurt me enough," I whispered almost silently.

"They may not have approved of my choice..." I whispered, closing my eyes.

"I can't imagine how they felt. How it would feel." I growled almost silently.

"Haunt me. Torture me. Do what you want. But you will always live with the fact that I won. You lost. Nothing will change that!" I growled. A hand pressed against my shoulder, slowly taking the knife from my hand. 

My mind became blank again. It felt fuzzy.

You shouldn't have.

I'm sorry.

You need more control!

No...

I don't know you anymore!

I did this... for you. Both of you!

My monsters had filled my mind. My eyes clamping shut.

~ Time skip

Its been over four years. I go to both of their graves everyday. I don't remember much from those years, but I can't do anything to change the fact that I lost the things closest to me.

I graduated.

Soon becoming an assistant builder to my uncle. He sometimes gave me things to build on my own, for instance one of his most sold items to date.

Everything in my mind had gone blank from time before then.

I can't remember anything from the time that my mother died to the time my sister died. I still don't know my father.

I have been searching for him. My eyes closed. I sighed through my nose as I finished welding the two metal pieces together, flattening out the area that was welded together. Now just a smooth piece of metal. Everything about my father had been stabbed into pieces. I can't put any of it back together because it was broken down to the point of one or two letters or even a letter ripped apart in each piece. I have no idea what even one word is.

"Allyson. I...I need to tell you something,"