The Magical Adventures of PSYCHOBEAR

Origins |2|

Annabelle's P.O.V.

Scared and teary-eyed, I ran. What was that?!!! And if those were dad's guards, then that means the people who cared for me now have my aunt Claire's blood on their hands. At this point, I was more pissed than scared. I opened my window silently. As I was about to leave I decided to grab my rapier and beary, well in honor of my aunt I'll call him psycho, no, psychobear.I grabbed him so other knick knacks and left. Three guards stood in front with carriage I presumed was father's. I'd kill him for this. I took out my rapier.
For that moment, I felt I lived up to my name. Golden sparks illuminated my path.I stared at the only one I recognized, and stabbed him in the heart. No turning back now I guess...
"But Annabelle..... why"
"Because your a royal dog Giovanni"
"DIE!!!"
....

I didn't know what to feel.
It went through like butter, his blood splattered on my hair, making my red streak look more jagged.
I wasn't scared. I wasn't angry.
It felt like the calm before the storm.
I dodged as quick as I had struck.
I cannot believe Tobias would wield his sword at me.
"You have became rebellious, no wonder he abandoned you."
"Is that what he told the kingdom?!" I asked blocking another blow with my weapon.
"I ran from that monster! And put his image behind me!" I said slicing his chest in fury.
"AAAAGH!" He screamed in agony.
Bleeding on the ground, I relived the image of my aunt turned mother figure dying in front of my eyes, and pierced his throat before he could mouth any last words.
I was done talking.
"Young girl what do you think your doing!" My father barked as he waved off the last guard to secure the area.
"YOU BITCH!!!" I mouthed as I swung violently at him.
Then, well.... I didn't even see his sword. He had dodged my blows and stabbed me in the stomach in less than a second.
"If you EVER use that language against me again young lady! Or I will kill you next time. Just before he pulled the sword out I used the last of my magic to heel the wound.
I dropped to the floor, slowly losing consciousness as my father walked to his carriage.
I swear on my grave I'll kill that man.

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