To Control The

Chapter 6 (Unknown POV)

        Sitting on the ledge as I catch the scent of death in the air. I open my eyes as my eyes fade from their crimson color. I look down as I see the people of Chicago scurry through their pathetic city. I pinch my fingers as if I am squeezing their heads until it pops like a disgusting zit. I look down once more and see news people rush to their vans as if their asses are lit aflame. I smile at the thought and stand on the ledge and walk towards the door to enter the building again. It smells of old rust and echoing of pipes as the water hits. I walk further and further down until I reach the ground floor and see the dripping of crimson pooled up the floor since someone or something has entered unannounced.
       A swift strip of air passes me as I turn around to see what it is. I hear a chilling laughter fill the basement as it echoes through the walls. I wait and shift my weight onto my feet, ready to attack my attacker. The scent of rotten flesh flashes past my nose and I scrunch my nose as I detest the smell. I feel a cold breeze behind me as I feel my legs get swept from beneath me and I fall onto the ground and get dragged under a van. I feel a heavy hand.. No claw.. I look down and see glowing sinister red eyes and I flip up with one hand on the van and turn my body and land on top of the van. I growl in anger at my attacker. My eyes, I suspect are glowing red as my attackers eyes glare at me. "You thought you could come at me with such disdain hmm.. Mutt." I hear his laughter. "Who are you calling a Mutt? We are cut from the same cloth. You and I.." My eyes widen in shock, but I suddenly smile at his voice.
"Why are you here and not in prison?" "Oh.. We have much to discuss Daughter.. Something such as your ignorant brother.. After all these years he will come to know of your existence" I roll my eyes at the mention of my brother. My brother who hates everything about being the way that he is and my mother is no was the same way. So glad father killed her years ago. "Your brother will come to know pain and suffering as you have when you lived off of the streets until I came along. Your savior." I burst into laughter. "My savior.. Oh father. Please. Don't. You and mother abandoned me. Alone and forgotten until the day before you killed that bitch of a mom." He grabs my throat all of a sudden, hard and cold to the touch, I gasp for air as he squeezes harder. "Your mother meant the world to me. Her death was her own fault. If she didn't cheat with that pathetic meat-bag. She would still be alive and see her children alive and thriving on their own." I gasp as he lets me go to grovel for air to fill my lungs. I cough over and over again until I have relaxed. I look up at him as he kneels in front of me. "Speak ill of your mother again. I will rip your throat out without hesitation. Got it?" I nod quickly. "Yes Father.." I get up slowly afraid of what monster my father has become, but then again, look at what I have become.
      I turn on my heel as I look at the dead security guard that I slaughtered. " A man sitting on his ass as he looks at his phone at what seems to be cats, funny cat videos.. He looks up as he sees a shadow in front of his booth. He sees a demonic face and gasps in terror and falls out of his chair. He tries to scurry to his feet and his attacker has glowing red eyes as his attacker walks around the booth and you hear the echoes of the monsters claws as they inch closer and closer to its prey. The man screams in terror as the beast lunges at him and rips his stomach open with its bare teeth and its claws rip and shred his organs out all over the floor." I smile as the scene plays into my head and turn to look at my father. He smiles at my handy-work. "Such fury, such aggression you have daughter. Save that for your brother.. When the time is right. Right now, we flee and come up with a plan to ruin him." I sigh as I have already come up with my plan and smile devilishly as me and daddy dearest walk away from the crime scene that the police will see.