Vindictiveness

Chapter 1 ~ Rule The Earth ~

The sky had shifted from light to a pale grey mass, the wind rising as tension thickened the air like moisture.

Despite expecting the news, cameras and of course the hundreds of phones almost every person on earth had to be laid on her, Dione had figured she had at least a little time before being seen. Oh well, it didn't matter.

They would've all known sooner or later anyways so there was no point in dwelling on it, besides she loved the sudden attention.

Why would Dione be so fascinating you're probably wondering? Well, right now she was hovering in the middle of the road with several people before her, trapped and bound.

There was the woman with a tight bun that was wrapped in rock, then beside her was a tall woman with long blonde hair with a girl almost identical but clearly in her early teens covered in vines.
Beside them was a much older woman, bearing much resemblance to the tight bun woman, but with more wrinkles and lines across her face inside a bubble.

At the end of the line, there were three males, the oldest was the furthest away with a receding hairline, and the other two looking almost identical were both wearing glasses and had blonde hair.
Dione had the attention on her now from all the neighbours and crashed cars behind her, police sirens sounding far off. But that's okay, it's what she had wanted.

"Hello, Aunt." Venom dripped when she spoke, the woman with the tight bun looking alarmed as Dione floated closer.

"What's wrong Aunt? Saying a quick prayer for forgetting and replacing?"
The realisation had dawned on her aunt, she enjoyed it as the panic was growing evident in her aunt's eyes.

"Oh yes dear aunt Beth, poor infertile Beth finally having a miracle child. Replacing the niece she had always called her own, forgetting she exists entirely."

The woman, Beth, had cried out when as soon as Dione was done talking her ring finger had been snapped backwards.
"You know I never blamed my cousin, he didn't have a choice being born after all," Snap. Another finger.

"But I did hate him, I wanted to snap him in half and have my aunt back. I had even tried my hardest to get you to pay attention to me but no, he was all you cared about. Well. I wonder if you care about him or your fingers now?"

Snap! That one broke more harshly and Dione watched as her aunt screamed in agony, not that it mattered because Dione had moved along to the woman with blonde hair, her smirk forming into a scowl.
"Aunt Noelle and cousin Riley, two of the most ignorant people I could know who are so self-absorbed it's pathetic. You two only ever care about yourself and only ever got involved when you needed something, selfish." 

Dione lifted a fist and a crack was heard as a vine-like whip slashed across their faces, she didn't care for their shouts or sobs but watched keenly as blood seeped from gashes across their faces.

If beauty was all that mattered then she had to take it away.

As more slashes grew across their faces, creating inevitable scars Dione floated to the three men at the end of the line. They of course looked fearful, that's what she wanted most, to leave them with trauma that would haunt them and so she started with the two that looked almost identical. 
"Eran, Paul. How wonderful that the two of you finally get to meet, you both have after all the most experience taking souls and crushing them under your feet."

She glared into their eyes, both having once beautiful ocean eyes under square glasses and thick dark blonde hair. 

"Eren. My first ever boyfriend and the person I counted on...turning into a controlling freak, how dare you stop me from pursuing my passions? How could you put your hands on me after I had said no?" 
Dione turned to Paul, furious. "And you. You got with me after I had told you how mentally broken I was and what? You thought it was okay to screw with my feelings all that time knowing at the very beginning that you were in love with my best friend and were just using me? Did you think I'd let you get away with that?"

The questions were all rhetorical naturally but she still wanted to emphasise that there was a reason for them to be targeted, Dione could hear the distant sirens growing closer but she didn't let that faze her. She slapped her hands together and listened as their manhood was tortured, ripped, healed and repeated in that fashion.
Silently she went to the older man with the receding hairline, glaring into his fearful eyes.
"You don't deserve to even be called out, I hate the fact that I share your blood after all you've done to me. Neglect me, torment me, lie to me and steal from me! And for you, the punishment will be more severe."

Her eyes closed for a moment as all the sounds faded until all she could hear was the crackling of the Earth beneath her father's feet, meeting his eyes as she lowered him down towards the Earth's core. Smirking as his skin began to blister and peel but didn't allow him to be too mortally wounded, placing him at just the right distance where he would roast alive slowly but she didn't want him to die.
No, she wanted him to suffer.

"Your death will be the slowest, you will sit here on this tiny piece of rock for the rest of your days roasting alive but never dying because I'll heal you all over for you to relive it again. You put me through Hell, now you can live here."

The Earth closed above him as Dione rose to the surface and turned to the old woman in the bubble, smirking as she was choking on the water. Only brought her head out to catch her breath for a second as the police were almost on top of them now.
"Dear old nan, poor bipolar nan. You are the second worst of them all, besides my dad. You lied to me, manipulated me, mentally abused me, kicked me out of the house when I was at my weakest and why? All because you couldn't think about anyone but yourself after the drugs."

Dione didn't even feel like wasting her words so she plopped her back in the bubble only allowing her out before she would die so she could live and experience it again. 

"Freeze! Put your hands up into the air now or we will be forced to shoot!"

Ah, the police were finally here, holding their guns up and Dione turned to face them slowly, smiling with the most emotionless eyes.

"Take your best shot."