My Princess

Past Regrets

He sat among his riches, stacks upon stacks of money and he felt nothing. No emotion for these luxuries he calls normal. He knows what he's done isn't worth all this money or any money for that matter. Young Alastor just looked out his house window, wishing things were different. He got a call on the telephone he just let it rung. It rung and rung and all he could think about was the lives he's helped ruin. How many wives widowed, son and daughters now growing upwithout a father... it made him sick to his stomache. He had a picture of a woman on his desk, and she was beautiful. Golden blonde hair, cherry red lips and the biggest smile he ever saw. He turned away from the window, waiting for the phone to ring he sat back at his desk and looked at the photograph. He could still hear her laughter plain as day, and he sobbed.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, I failed you my dear, I failed you and my unborn miracle. This is my fault and now I'll never see you again, I don't know what to do..."

Suddenly the phone started ringing again, tis time he had to answer. He calmed himself and took the call and the voice on the other side wasn't very happy.

"Why didn't you answer me?"

"I-I'm very sorry old chum, I, uh... had a moment. What can I do for you?"

"A new shipment as arrived and I want you to deliver it to me personally, do I make myself clear?"

"I-I'd love to, but-"

"DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!" Al winced at the loud voice, trembling.

"Y-Yes boss, I'll make it happen."

"Thank you, I knew I could count on you. And remember to smile my friend, you're never fully dressed without one," and the call ends.

In this time even the rich get told what to do, and Al was the second in command in the mob. He put on his best suit and looked in the mirror and just looked at his reflection with disgust,"she'd hate the person you've become you know that," and punched his mirror. Bits and pieces fell onto the floor, deep cuts were left on his fist. A few shards remained on the mirror and he smiled in the mirror, "smile my friend... you're never fully dressed without one..." and he left his residence. He was at the docks and exited his car with the smile his boss wanted him to put on. Though he wasn't a mob boss as well he still had the fear of one, and he gained that himself. The two that worked for him were terrified to even be in his presence, "hello boys! Whatcha got for me today," and he opened the crate. What he saw mde his skin crawl and made him want to vomit, the cargo was... "children?" He closed the container door and turned to his men, still with a smile on his face. "What is the meaning of this, boys? You have three seconds," and his men started freaking out. "One," as he takes out a big ass knife from the inside of his suit jacket. "Two...," he steps closer to the two men. "THREE," and he pulls one of them in and starts stabbing him violently.

**WARNING, GRAPHIC CONTENT INCOMING**

Blood shot violently out of the man's body, blood curdling screams echo in the night as Al continues. Al drops his victim (or what's left) on the ground and looks at the other one. "One... two... awe what the hell, you wont tell me either," and stabs the other man to death. A thick war, layer of blood covered the crime scene and Al takes his knife out of the corpes.

**GRAPHIC CONTENT OVER**

'I can't believe I just did that, she really would hate me at this point,' and then he heard sirins. As the police pulled up they could see Al holding a blood soaked knife, two bodies and a shady looking container. "Don't move, we have you surrounded," and Al just looked pissed. His smile returned, he didn't care anymore. He knew what he was going to do was inhumane but he just didn't care. "Hey coppers, how 'bout a little... ENTERTAINMENT," and he ran for the container pulling one of the kids from it and holding his knife to the childs throat. He noticed it was a little girl and wanted to just die, 'it just HAD to be a little girl, huh?!' He looked back at the police and they were definitly shooken up. He also noticed that the girl was crying and he had to get out of here. He started walking with the girl as his hostage, making sure the cops see him. He held the girl in the air, yelling in her ear and to the cops "smile my dear! You'renever fullt dressed with out one," and he wanted to vomit again. He finally got by the cops and he was now out of the shipping yard. Before he ran he slowly put the child down and whispered in her ear "I'm so sorry my dear" and ran as fast as he could. He heard the police cars pull out and started following him. Since Al was skinny he could slip right through tight spaces, making it difficult for the cops to catch him. "What have I done, what have I done," he screamed at himself as he ran. he then heard the barking of dogs in front of him. Stray vicious dogs that didn't care who or what you are, they were going to attack you.

Al tripped and it alerted the dogs and was scared shitless. The mutts started charging at full speed towards Al and they started ripping apart. He could feel every single tooth getting lodged into his skin and bones and can feel his flesh being ripped off. He screamed and screamed but no one came to help him and he didn't blame them, why would anyone want to help a guy like him. As the dogs tear him apart and his would grows black, he could see his girl in the sky smiling down on him. The face quickly turned demonic and everything went dark...

Al wakes up, screaming loudly waking up Charlie. She looked at him terrified and held him close. "Al, what heppened are you okay?!"

"Yes my dear, I'm fine. Just... a nightmare, a very bad dream. Go back to sleep princess, I'll be okay," and he went back to sleep.