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Chapter 2: the kill
"Well looks like Ray is home. Want to play a game Ray?" My step dad whispered and leered towards me. My open palm collided with the skin of his face, giving him and stinging aftershock.
Before we delve into how my life sucks and whatnot, let me tell you a bit about me, yes?
Trinity Raven Jones. Last name formally Kustenova, that was until I got put into the system. My parents were murdered in front of me and since then I became mute, and it only got worse when Mervin and Hillary Jones adopted me. Teens don\'t usually get adopted as much as babies and toddlers, they\'re too young to understand. Sadly, Mervin and Hillary wanted a new play toy and they just had to choose the most inhuman teen out of the bunch.
FLASHBACK:
I was sitting outside the social workers door, listening to them talk about me. I couldn't help but smirk when she mentioned my sudden outbursts and fowl language.
"I am telling you Mr. and Mrs. Jones, she is too temperamental, she belongs in an insane asylum, not an orphanage. She is bloody mental!"
"That is quite alright, I think I know how to break her in." The thought of them trying to "break me in" brought shivers of pure delight up and down my spine.
"Well abuse won't help you, it will make her temper worse and then you will have a completely psychotic teenager on your hands!" Yes, beware the teenager.
I took out my notepad and sharpie and wrote on the paper in black 'I should kill you.' and slid it under the door. I do not really know what possessed me to do that...but it just might work. Hopefully I can get out of this adoption and this shit hole.
"Oh look at this, she wrote...I should kill you....Mervin, maybe we shouldn't do this." Writing on a second piece of paper, I slid it under the door, it was addressed to Mrs. Jones.
"This one is for you honey..."
"What does it say Mrs. Jones?"
"You amuse me Hillary. That is the only thing keeping you alive." I could tell by the way she was reading the paper that she was afraid of me. This could be so much more enjoyable if I had a bowl of popcorn and she was running around screaming bloody murder.
"How did she even know my name!? You haven't said it once. Get her in here, I haven't even seen her in person, seeing her will help make the final decision." She demanded at once. Sighing I kicked the door open and walked the room. "Well, this is the little threat maker." I broke out into a smrik, letting my sharper pearly whites slip through, almost unnoticeably.
"Oh Hillary, how wrong you are," I got up right in her face and said, "they aren't threats, they are promises, I will drag you to where no one can hear you scream. If you think you can break me in, you have so much to learn. I will tear you to shreds, do I make myself clear?" I started laughing an insane, maniacal laughter, scaring all three of the adults in the room. Of all the things I could have said after such a long time of silence, I chose to make a weak death threat, not that I wouldnt carry out with it.
"And you Mervin, I am not a dog, you can't and won't 'break me in' you worthless half dead maggot, you aren't worthy of the lowest pits of hell, I should know! My parents spending their eternity there!" I couldn't help but laugh at the irony, a sinister, terrifying laugh.
"Stop this! You're insane!" The social worker cried out.
I slowly, yet eerily turned to her and she immediately sat back down. Oh how I love having power to frighten the weak.
"And you, you are wrong. I am not insane. I am far more worse than that. Far more deadly than that. Though I have to say, you do give me so much credit. I am temperamental, I will cause you hell Ms. Clark, remember my face, you will be seeing it in your nightmares." Oh how I loved that I was talking again...
FLASHBACK OVER
How much more demented can you get? I loved when I could scare the living shit out of people like that. Contemplating my long term silence, I decided today of all days, would be the day to smash my silence to pieces and show people what lies underneath my calm exterior. I would have loved to awaken the insanity in me long ago, but sadly, I had to prolong my silence.
"I think I should awaken my former hell raising self." I guess you could say I have a split personality or an 'inner beast,' but I love being a monster.
"Oh Ray, it's time for dinner." I smiled my maniacal grin, it felt so good to be free.
After I heard forks connect with plates, I walked slowly down the stairs.
"Hello Hillary, Mervin." They looked at me shocked that I would speak after all this time.
"You're...you're talking. After all we did to break you!?" Mervin said looking angry.
"Bastard! You never broke me. I bolted up all my anger just so today I would have enough ways to torture you, mentally and physically. I will break you down and smash all the pieces until there is nothing left but crushed bones and dust. You are nothing but a human waste!" I couldn't help but quake with pleasure. Finally, finally I stomped the silence vow to the ground, showing myself what I am truly capable of.
"Now you don't want to do anything to me do you?" Mervin said, putting on an 'evil' grin.
"Stop looking at me like that. You aren't a worthy opponent. I could crush your tiny skull in between my fingers, you stupid, putrid worm. You aren't worthy of even the most vile ways of torture!" I gripped the knife I had hidden behind my back tighter in my hands. This was going to please me so much.
"Bitch! Who do you think you are speaking to!?" Mervin and Hillary both growled. Both standing up to take charge at me. Perfect, I can smell their fear from here.
"YES! Face me! Challenge me! It has been too long since I last had the perfect kill! FACE ME!" I started shaking with immense laughter, those bumbling idiots were no match for me!
"You are insane."
"Hillary, you know me all to well to claim me insane. I am worse that. I have been hiding my insanity away for too long. I am going to murder you bloody, you are no match for me. Even my strongest opponents couldn't survive my tactics. I will impale you with your own cross! Same for you! You're not superior to me! Your nothing more than dog shit Mervin! Now time to die!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and charged at the two frozen figures. Oh how I will love to soak my hands in the beautiful crimson liquid.
(A/N: A surprise is coming up in Chapter 3. Please comment and tell me what you think Raven really is.)
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Teen Fictionwhat happens when Raven crushes her silence to the dust? is the former hell raiser back? and does Raven want to be the mate of the alpha? Read to find out.
