The Death Ruins

Chapter 2: Destroyed Dreams

Cass' POV

Dream sequence, because you all love a good backstory/flashback

8 years ago...

"Get in the trunk." 

I look shocked. 

"What?" 

The man pulls a face.

"I won't say it again. Get. In. The. Trunk." The man pulls out a pistol and I gasp. 

Okay. Now he's starting to scare me. 

"I-I don't want to get in the trunk! Where are you taking me? Where's my daddy?!" I punch the man in the gut and turn, starting to run when another larger man blocks the way and I hit the deck quick and I cover my mouth, on the verge of tears.

"You aren't going anywhere girlie." The man picks me up and I flail my little arms, but he holds me at a distance. 

"W-Where are you taking me?! Tell me! I will hurt you if I must!" 

The man just laughs and he nods to the man behind me, who took the punch and he places a cloth over my mouth and holds it there. I struggle and I fight against his arms, but his grip was too strong and my vision slowly darkens. 

"Mfhhnn..." My body slumps into the man's arms and he carries me back to the car. 

I wake up in a dark room, with a single candle burning in the middle of the room and I tug my arms, only to find them pinned to my sides with rope.

"Hmppph!" I try screaming out for help but nothing but a muffled scream comes out and I groan. 

Is it a gag...maybe I'd been kidnapped? 

"Do not move. Do not panic," I hear a loud, man's voice ring out and I look forward and see a light shining straight at my face.

"Mggpphh!" I turn my head and shut my eyes. 

"Tsk tsk....little girl, thinking she can escape. See her grabbing that shard of glass?"

I slowly let go of the glass and swallow the lump in my throat. 

"Whhhmmpph??" I tried speaking again but the muffled words just came out and the men laughed. 

"Sorry girl. You're gonna have to speak up!" The man walks over and kneels down and I kick his shins and he grabs my hair, pulling on it. 

"Stop that. Or you will regret it." The man releases my hair and I grunt, kicking my legs out and behind my back, I slice the rope out and unbind myself, flipping over the man and pushing the glass into his neck. He collapses in a puddle of blood and I look up, only to get a solid punch in the face and I fly back, the glass clattering on the floor, breaking into tiny shards, unusable.

I taste blood. 

That's it. 

I stood up and wiped the blood off my face. 

"You think you're tough, girl? Huh?" The man steps forward and swings his fist and I catch it, leaping over him and wrapping my legs around his neck, dragging him to the floor. 

"Ahhagggh! Get off me!" The man struggles for air and I tighten my legs around his neck. The man coughs and slams the floor, before grabbing my leg and squeezing it, making me scream in agony. 

I get off and limp to the remaining large shard of glass and grab it, spinning around and the man charges me after regaining his breath and I smirk, flipping the glass around in my hand.