One Reason to Kill

Prologue

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Angels POV

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The continuous pounding of my heels against the cobbled streets, thunderous to my fear heightened senses. I silently pray that my shoes don't get caught in the grooves between the stones as I continue to run knowing all too well that despite not being able to see Them does not mean that my sixth sense is paranoid, I can sense Their presence always watching, slowly closing in.... my heartbeat increasing at the mere thought....

No, no, no focus. I. Must. Focus.  I have to get away.  This fight is for another day.

Turning down yet another street I carry on running no destination in mind, just my survival instinct and stamina keeping me going and then I hear It.  The quiet, soft but hurried footsteps behind me. My body automatically sending a shiver down my spine, my breath catching slightly as I break into a full blown run. I hear the pitter patter of soft footsteps transition into the loud pounding as my pursuer also begins to run, ready to catch me his fingers brush against my skin fingertips sliding over my bare shoulders, just shy of capturing me.....

Inhaling sharply I jackknifed into a sitting position, pulling my knees to my chest I rested my head on my forearms unbothered by the tears streaming down my face as I watched the darkness around me...continued to watch as the darkness somehow grew darker the longer I stared at it, and yet I couldn't look away, couldn't draw my eyes away from it somehow mesmerised by the blackness that never had, will, or would scare me. I was born to darkness, the light, heaven and angels weren't part of the world I grew up in but, hell, the devil, and darkness were, especially darkness.

So it never scared me, in fact I was comfortable despite being trapped, locked in a room, with no light and chained to a bed I was ok, because despite being trapped in a room I had already pulled my bobby pin out of my hair and unlocked the cuffs secretly and several times now I would stretch my legs make myself aware and familiar with the room shrouded in  darkness around me and then I would cuff myself back to the bed. It was during one of these little walks around the room that I found the route of my escape and the source of the Fabbri family's demise because as soon as I got home I would come down on them like a storm of flames raised from hell and incinerate this family from the earth.

This door led outside the house onto the private beach next to it and the beautiful yacht that I would have no qualms about stealing I knew it would be fully fuelled and stocked I could probably have a shower and change as well but that was when I escaped.

Which I wasn't doing just yet for now I would listen out for things any information that I could hear being uttered by the insolent fools guarding my door I had been doing this for the last eighteen months now the first six months after they bought me here I had been in a coma and the second six I had been learning to walk  and use my limbs again by twelve and a half months I was walking and unlocking my cuffs to exercise and trim my body back in the last tweleve and a half months I would alternate between training and planning my escape and finally when the second anniversary of my capture came around I would escape on the 2nd of January exactly one month after my eldest brothers' birthday they would be 32 this year I wish I had been there for the last two but I would channel my frustration into my desire to kill and destroy the bastard who took me out from behind like the weak and pathetic human he is.