Chapter 1

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Self morality destroyed, darkness approaches
Lightening shrieks above as the stars whimper in fear
I stand up
I stare down at the beloved man
Once living now burned to a Crisp

I want to scream
But I stay rooted to the spot
I feel my anger burning up
Taking over my humanity that I clung on to
Now a ruthless animal
Ready to destroy, murder, kill

However can I express the love I once had for you
I let you go out of my sight
Dear father, the disguise of a devil
Waiting to pounce...

You destroyed my love
You destroyed my life
You have put me in despair
Now you are going to pay for the damage you have done
For the grief, the pain, the death
Where ever you are I'll be waiting,waiting
Waiting....

Lisa's P.O.V

My heart begins to shatter as I stare down at the pale white face that I once grew to love. The man who has given me a better life and showered love to me now lying limply at my side eyes bulging in horror. The mere thought of my love brings tears to my eyes which were once full of hope now swirling with fire.

FLASHBACK

"Hey Lisa" I whip around as I face the shocking green eyes of my husband with his sandy blonde hair whipping his face. He bends down and pecks me on the cheek. "Hey babe. Where have you been?" I said as I stare at him questioningly. "Oh, you know it was my brother. You know how he's like, always ready to ruin the day." We both laugh. Out of nowhere Mathew kisses me with full compassion on the lips. He doesn't ever kiss me in public like that before except when things are troubling him."What's wrong?" I stare into his beautiful eyes which where overcome with worry and sadness. "Don't worry. Can't I kiss my beautiful wife now", I sigh but my face was still creased in worry.

All during the day we spent the day in each other's arms having the time of our life. Boy, was I wrong. As the day finally came to an end, I heard a most unusual sound. "Hey, what can that be?" As soon as I let the words slip from my lips I was automatically surrounded by men holding the most stern expressions with weapons of all sorts, knifes, guns and many more that I could scarcely recognise. I stare at the face of my husband. His face was chalk white and his fists were clenched tight.It may feel strange but the man at the back with the jet black hair looked so oddly familiar although I couldn't see why this was. "What do you want?" Mathew bellowed in a booming voice although his expression said it all, the worry and emptiness which I had never in counted before. I held his hand tight believing that nothing could separate us apart. The men that were standing there like carved statues in what seemed like for hours now began to budge towards us, there hands firmly griping the weapons they were protruding and we're now smiling at us sceptically. I let out an ear piercing scream as soon as I realised in were there motives lay.Somehow they tore me away from Mathew and started beating and clawing away on his skin."Stop! Please! Stop!" My whole world was tumbling apart. However, the men just stared at me although it was clearly visible in how angry they looked as I was interrupting their execution. What?! I began to yell for help but where will you find held in the middle of a meadow. As soon as the men finished the job that they were sent for, they disappeared swiftly, as though nothing even happened. Then something hit me. I slowly came back to reality as I now realised who that oddly familiar person was. It was my father come back from the dead.

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