Demon Hunter

Chapter 5 - Don't Escape Like I do

I ran right towards the huge, oak staircases decorated in silver bows and rainbow colored mushrooms along the railing. The scent of cinnamon was coming off them as well.

I didn't even need to look behind me to know that Berry demanded Egg Beater to fetch me in a brutal, violent way so I could pay for my "disobedience."

You rotten berry, I thought to myself bitterly as I fled up the stairs, in a panic, skipping about two steps.

Adrenaline was high and it helped get me to the top in what felt like less than a minute.

I could hear Egg Beater's heavy footsteps coming up right behind me.

Damn, I'm legit dead if Egg Beater gets me. He'll fry me!

Life is so not fair.

There is no way in hell that I would be a willing slave to someone named after fruit. The horror!

Ew, I refuse.

I had only one main concern right now and that was survival. Also, I need to pay my douchebag of a moronic, idiotic, crappy father a visit.

Making a break for the furthest room, I sprinted like an Olympian. On my voyage through the lengthy hall, I noticed black and white photos of a group of three men, all dressed in fancy suits, two of them had a tophat while the middle one had a hairstyle similar to Wolverine.

I wondered who could these three gentlemen be---

"I'M GONNA TURN YOU INTO AN OMLETTE, YOU PUNKY BEANSTALK!" Egg Beater roared, his face red from having to run so much.

"That's so not punny!" I shouted back, not exhausted at all.

Egg Beater may be stronger but rest assured, I'm faster. Also, I'm wiser.

I tore into the room, and slammed the door shut in a haze.

Frantically, I grabbed the nearest wooden chair I could find and slammed it against the door.

Yikes, it won't hold for long.

Eyeing the large, pink dresser with claw marks and weird symbols on it, an idea formed in my gorgeous mind.

I walked up to it and using all the might I could muster, managed to push it towards the door.

CREEEEEK!

The dresser made a ghostly sound as I moved it. It made me tremble for a few seconds, but I quickly regained my composure and got it where I wanted it.

Just in time, too.

Egg Beater managed to slam into the door so freaking hard, the chair flew halfway across the room.

He slammed into the door again while I stood there, paralyzed in shock and fear.

It was like an earthquake ripped through the room.

Egg Beater made another attempt, only this time, I heard a

CRACK!

He yelped.

"Dammit, I broke my muscly arm, you ugly rat, I swear I'll make you pay!"

I rolled my eyes, knowing full well the dresser would keep me safe for some time.

I turned my attention to the room.

It was the chamber of a little girl.

In the middle, stood a large, golden table, surrounded by tiny, wooden chairs and a white tea pot set in the middle.

The walls were painted pink with bizzare symbols on it, the same ones that could be found on the dresser. However, the painting appeared to have been done a long time ago. The wallpaper was starting to come off the rusty, cobweb filled walls and in the far left corner was something that appeared to look like a dead rat.

All over the floor, there were very creepy looking dolls placed. Their eyes looked as if they could see into your soul. This sent shivers down my spine.

More dolls were scattered on the small, pink bed, located towards the right end corner of the room.

Right over the bed was a poster that had "Daddy's little girl" written on it. It was crossed out with a large X in what appeared to be bloodred graffiti.

There was something written underneath it, in smaller letters.

Leaning closer, I squinted to make out the words.

HELL was here.

I crinkled my eyebrows in confusion.

Hell was here?

What did that even mean?

Should I even care?

Am I looking too deeply into this?

It's none of my business, afterall.

This bedroom also makes me feel different-and not in a good way. It just feels so wrong.

There's something seriously off...

"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR, YOU DAMN FOOLISH EXPIRED USED GUMWRAPPING DUMB NITWIT!"

That immediately snapped my attention back to the door where Egg Beater was still pounding.

Dang, even with a broken arm, this guy doesn't give up.

If he wasn't evil, I'd be impressed and flattered.

Glancing at the window, I walked toward it slowly. This may make me sound like a twisted demon but Egg Beater's screams of agony were like music to my ears. It's good that he's suffering, that vile piece of crap.

It took me a few minutes to get the window open as it hadn't been opened in a long time.

The breeze and raindrops felt so good when they hit my face. Freedom is almost here. Sweet.

I climbed out, right onto the large tree.

OK Raven, don't look down, don't look down---

Taking a deep breath, I descended towards the ground, slowly.

But I couldn't help it. I glanced down and saw Berry waiting below, with an annoyed look on his face.

Well...

Well, I did the only thing I could think of next. If I went down slowly, Berry would surely capture me.

So I jumped.

In my sheer panic, I dumbly jumped from sort of a high distance and I landed right on top of Berry who didn't have time to react.

He tumbled down while I crashed into him.

"Woman, what did you eat?" Berry groaned, underneath me.

I didn't respond.

I needed to get out of here and fast; this d*ckhead doesn't even deserve an answer.

I quickly got up.

Luckily, the only thing broken was Berry. My fall impacted him immensely.

Thank goodness I had barely any injuries. Only jackass Berry did. He saved me when he never meant to. Of course, if it wasn't for his stupid idea of wanting to buy me in the first place, Egg Beater wouldn't have a broken arm and he wouldn't have a broken-well, everything.

I had enough energy to run towards my Mustang.

I quickly jumped in, started the ignition, revved the engine to life and took off so fast, I ran over the curb.

SCREECH! BUMP!

But I didn't care.

I honestly don't care if I break my vehicle getting out of this hellhole.

It's better to destroy something and be safe than in the clutches of crazy psychos.

I have a built in phone system in my car so I started that up using voice software.

It dialed a number and on the third ring, he picked up.