Tomorrow Never Dawned

One

I started on the other side of town, making my way through the alley ways and different shadowy places that were scattered around New York City.

My eyes focused towards my destination, and i could feel my heart beating heavily from all the physical work, but I remained calm. As soon as I made my way to the house where he lies, adrenaline started rushing through my veins, giving me the much needed boost I needed to climb up to the second floor.

A plastic lock was blocking my entrance, this being the back door. Protecting all my energy and thought into melting it off, my slender hand shot a few orange shards of flames to the lock, the plastic melting off and onto the ground below me.

I didn't bother to be quiet, the bastard inside was a heavy sleeper. The door squeaked and the floor creaked as this entrance has never been used in 13 years.

I decided to venture into the living room and turn on the stereo, blasting out "Secret" by The Pierces. It wasn't the fact that the song was great, as into why im doing it, it's due to that I've kept this for way to long and my revenge is going to be better than success.

His snoring stopped and his overly large footsteps could be heard from miles away, shaking the house more than it will ever be destroyed to.

"What the bloody Hell?" He shouted but stopped once he saw my figure sitting in his favourite chair.

"Hiya daddy. How's things been, hmm?" I said with sarcastic sweetness flowing through my tone.

"Cassie?! H-how are you here-e? You've been dead for-" I cut the disgusting pig off.

"For almost 4 years, yes. It's cool ain't it? How one person who is supposedly dead, can now take the form of an immortal." I said twirling a bit of my pure white hair around with my finger.

"What do you mean immortal? How are you here? I-I tried looking for you but you were never found." He said with a shaky voice.

"You never Did! Not once did I see your ugly, fat face with a worrying look in the alley ways and through the streets. You never, ever produced a sad face when you beat me! You left purple and black marks all over my body that never faded. You even made me BLEED!" I rose from my spot on the couch and made my way slowly towards my father.

"And once you were finished torturing your precious little girl, I had the hottest showers of my life, and scrubbed so hard I swear my skin started to bleed. And not Once, daddy, did you ever come to say your pathetic little sorry."

My voice was hot and heavy, I had pure blind rage running through my veins. I wanted nothing but to see his blood on the floor, dripping down my hands and into my blood thirty mouth.

His body started shaking, and even though he was twice my size and compared to my small 5'5 body, he could crush me. But not with who I am.

"Aw, you're scared now? How come you weren't scared when I was little?" I grabbed him by the shoulders, my nails digging into his bare skin and threw him into the television, glass and wires flying through the air.

His screams were muffled out by the sounds of the next song coming on, I Ran by the hidden citizens.

The smell of blood is intoxicating, making my Vixen fangs come out and wanting his blood more.

"Estä dé lôril." I said, aiming my shot at the kitchen, it burning up into flames. The smoke didn't bother me, it actually made me feel more alive, considering im dead.

Blood squirted from his chest and head wounds but he was still breathing, I could hear his heart accelerate.

I moved towards him and violently grabbed his head, bringing his neck back.

"Dont worry daddy, ill make it as painful as possible for you." My voice slithered before I brought my fangs down into his skin, feeling the warmth of his blood seep into my tastebuds.

I moaned against it, the kill was good and the taste is sweet. The whole world will know about this now, about how Cassie Vixen killed a known pedophile. No one will know it was my father, and no one will know that it was sweet revenge...

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I noticed I was blindfolded and gagged when I awoke from the drug induced sleep I was put in. My surroundings felt unfamiliar to me and tears started to well up in my eyes.

Whoever kidnapped me, knows my name and wants something from me. I can't throw my life away, I've worked too hard for where I am. One of my books was getting edited!

A screech sounded to the left of me, and i struggled against my bindings. But it was no use, the knots he did were strong.

"Cassie Hall." My kidnapper said, his voice really dark and raspy.

I screamed. "What do you want from me!?" My voice is breaking from the lack of water and my body began to shake from shock.

"Ah, dont fret princess. You'll be fine, you just have to follow my rules." He circled me, his footsteps echoing around.

It seemed as if we were in place made from metal, or something like that. Then, light burst straight into my eyes as he ripped off the blindfold I was wearing.

Im strapped and binded to a metal surgeon table, my skin pale and my blood runs cold.

"What do you mean-n, by the r-rules?" I stuttered out, trying to calm myself down.

"Well, I've injected you while you were asleep with a serum that makes you turn into one of us." He says, his skin ice white and his eyes a bright golden colour.

"One of you? Wait, how many of you are there?!" I panicked.

"Not A lot, a hundred at most. But that isn't the point." He walked a bit back and wheeled next to my body a silver tray with so many surgical tools.

"And since your beautiful eyes are such an amazing blue colour, once your transformation is complete, they will be a fiery orange colour."

He traced over the tools and picked up a scalpel, it's small sharp edge just waiting to slice me open.

"What are you?" I asked, dreading the worst.

"A Vixen." He said, looking straight into my eyes and smiling a sick twisted grin.

"A Vixen? What even is that?!" I frantically said.

"Our version of a vampire, sweetheart. Now, it may hurt a little but I can assure you," he cut off the bottom of my shirt and marked his cut.

"That you are in great hands."